honlads

Recent like inflation. I weep when I see people pushing wheelbarrows full of likes down the street. I weep. Congrats on that ratio though that's pretty sick.

I'd change my pic to a bathroom selfie, but I have never in my life taken a selfie in a bathroom.

The Wolfcool outro faded into the past, and Hayes looked at me. He smiled proudly. "You did it, honlads. You were the corkerest of them all." I had just finished recording my first guest spot on Hollywood Handbook, and I had completely killed it. "Thanks, Hayes." "I knew you'd probably be the funniest guest yet, but I didn't realise you would also be the chillest and I'd want to have a beer with you so much!" said Sean. "Thanks, fellas. That means a lot to me." The three of us sat there, basking in the afterglow of the content we had just created, gazing into each other's eyes in a Mexican standoff of love and affection. CLANG CLANG CLANG. We were jolted back into reality. "What the heck on earth is that noise?" I said, mixing up phrases in my confusion. CLANG CLANG CLANG. There it was again; a demonic cowbell. A voice arose from outside the studio walls. It was coming from the parking lot. "Hayes and Sean, come out to play!" Sean opened his mouth to speak, "He's referencing..." "...The Warriors", I finished his sentence. I knew the reference because I am a movie buff. The voice that had called out was immediately identifiable, and it shook me to my core. It was that of outcast forum member Hayes N Sean, a man universally dismissed because of his incredibly shit name choice. A man now seeking vengeance. "We have no choice," said Hayes, "We must go to him." Sean stood up and stooped down towards me, like the way the tree creatures in The Lord of the Rings bent down to pick up those little men. I scampered up his frame and clung to him, like a backpack made of a person. There were plenty of footholds for me on his chiselled body. I could tell this guy worked out. We were ready for battle. "Let's go", he said. We proceeded out of the studio, and exited the building. An unholy sight met us in the parking lot. Hayes N Sean stood there, violently swinging a mace above his head. The mace struck many things in its deadly twist, its devastating pirouette of destruction. Cars. Signs. A heavyset passerby. Nothing could withstand its velocity. "Hey, what are you doing? You're breaking things! You just hurt that guy!" shouted Hayes. Sean spoke out, "Where did you even procure an actual mace from?" A valid question. Hayes took out his phone and called the police. They promptly arrived and defused the situation without much fuss. Hayes N Sean was arrested and charged with vandalism and identity theft. The passerby decided not to press charges. After we had spoken to the police, we went back inside. Sean set me back down on the ground. "What a weird guy", said Hayes. "The police are great", I said. "I didn't expect that to happen today!" said Sean, "Anyway, let's get this podcast wrap party underway!" The ensuing party was insane. Everyone who's anyone from the forum was there. If I were to make a list of the attendees right now, and you did not appear on said list, you would probably be some shit loser. I will mention only one person, because I will never forget what he said to me that day. It was Joe McGurl. He looked at me, bemused, and asked, "Am I appearing in a rip-off of my own story?" "Yeah, pretty much", I replied. We cracked open the sickest cooler full of ice-cold Corona and enjoyed ourselves to the max. In that moment, we were all that mattered in the world. We were together. We were family. THE END. FOR PAUL.

That sucks since you're already missing a thumb

I've had my hand in a devastating mixture of acids for 1 hour now, just hoping for a Hayzie Bone & Clem Dawg double.

Hi, Alex. What's the best noise you can make with your mouth? How good are you at trombone? What's your favourite poem that you've written for me?

That's the dream.

Change your username. Your current one is very shit.

No bother. Don't have time to help you up right now, but I'll drop up with the pack of crisps when I get a chance.

Very good vid.

feck off

f2d out of the park.

You forgot about that one time you posted one million times.

Great episode. Phone call was so funny. I felt bad for the girl, because she seemed nice and helpful, but it was very funny anyway. It was funny that you bleeped her saying where she was working from, but then talked about Chicago teams. Also cool of her to come clean about liking music. Congrats to Joe.

We're all pawns in 4/20's game

All you have to do to embed a video here is take the "s" out of "https" if it's there. It will automatically embed for you. https://www.youtube....h?v=8i10vUI-k6w vs. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8i10vUI-k6w I presume this is the video you were trying to embed.

V cool, Sillylillyquee.

What you guys think is the best part of Sufjan's new album? I think it's when he says "masturbated" on one of the songs.

I have never had a question make it to the popcorn gallery and it's eating me up inside.

Neil Campbell.

A little close to the bone, buddy.

There's a brunch bitch in our midst

Andrew has already alluded to it, but I can't imagine that either, Steve, because that product is called Lynx over here. Might want to broaden these jokes if you want to reach an international audience.

No way, dude. You could be a axe murderer. Or a regular murderer.