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This ones starts off funny, heads to heavy, and ends at weird.  Enjoy

You read that right.  This week was a struggle for one of us and you are lucky there is anything at all.  If this show sucks, deal with it.  This week I phoned it in

Wow.  Try and celebrate 150 episodes and get slapped in the face with a universal truth... I am a dirty dirty liar.  This was a fun one, guys.  Fun, and sad.  Sad because it had to end.  Fun because it was all happening so fast.  Like Montazuma's revenge.  Enjoy

This is the big announcement we've all been waiting for.  And thanks to a couple dozen of you, we have audio out the whazoo.  Thanks guys

Everything we do, we do to the max.  We work to the max, play to the max, chill to the max, giver to the max and kick ass to the max.  We even relax to the max.  I knew a man named Max once.  He used to run a skidder in Northern Alberta and then guide American Hunters to shoot Manitoba black bear.  That is maxing it out.  What a guy.  Look in the mirror.  Say what a guy.  Now go to the max

You know that show about the two headed girl, or two girls with one body depending how you look at it?  That show is completely biased on the side of the better looking head.  The ugly, fake looking head doesn't get nearly enough camera time in comparison.  You'd think that in a show that tries to shine a big fat spot light on a girl(s) with a birth(s) defect, the hideous face would be the draw.  All I can say is that I hope its my original, handsome head that wins the battle for your hearts and minds.  If my hideous angry head sprout grows into the reason you all tune in every week, I will be let down, down, down to Mephisto's Cafe

New. FTW.

Impromptu crank calls gone wrong, impromptu discussions about topics far beyond our full comprehension, and impromptu rap duets are whats in store this week on this very show.  So come on down!  You are the next contestant on The Price is Right.  As in free.  You better axe somebody

Stick a fork in us, we are done... another year of podcasting, that is!  Its been nifty and neat, swell and smashing.  The show has grown, we have all changed and become better versions of our former version's self of selves.  May all the Quakers be forgot and all that jazz.  Listen.  We love you.  Thanks.  See you next year

Two very special guests drop by this week.  We discuss the true meaning of Christmas, which, of course, is pagan in origin and revolves around the winter solstice.  Just kidding.  Its Jesus!  We pray a lot and then speak in tongues... well, no really IN tongues per say.  But we use our tongues and speak.  And laugh.  There is plenty of laughs.  Merry Holidays

Dedicated. FTW.

I must say I am proud of us this week.  Considering the amount of audio that we got through, I don't think there is anything left to talk about.  Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the end.  You've reached the last mile of the internet.  You can turn around and head back now.  We have no answers here

Welcome to the first episode of our December series.  The conversation is compelling, the talk is real, the chatter is genuine and the blabbering is blubbery.  Enjoy, jiggle bellies

Its a new studio setting this week on the show.  More importantly, the child whose twitter account I managed for months before his birth hates me.  Like really wants me dead.  He is a cute kid.  Pudgy and robust.  Healthy looking and alert.  Yet, as I was setting up the gear, his cold stare burned holes in my soul.  He LOATHES me.  I don't know why

Just the two of us this week.  We can make it if we try.  Just the two of us.  I sing and dance.  Sandra laughs and dances as well.  She wore the cutest little pig tails in her hair this week.  It looked very beautiful and lovely and young and thin.  Sandra is wonderful and I am the master at navigating the tricky oceans of marriage.  Two out of two of the preceding statements are bold faced lies.  You decide which two.  Happy Turkey Day America, you fat, gluttonous bastards to the south of us.  Have double gravy this year!  Obama