JeffBurtMacklinMarra

(all joking a salad congrats buddy) Fixed that for you

SteveH, I'm actually your son and I have an adorable camera ready daughter. With your new baby on the way (congrats BTW) and me in the mix, this is a sitch made for primetime. You ready to get #Grandfathered?

I'm not listening to any podcasts today, even though it is my day off. Instead, I am watching horror films. The Sacrament is a pretty good one. Sorry I'm not listening to your podcasts, but there are too many of them.

This is the one thing I won't comment on. I don't want burn that bridge.

I feel like people are getting too close and the sexual tension here is rising, so I just want to make it clear, I wouldn't touch any of you even if you paid me.

I really feel like I should be a Soupr fave because we talked on the phone for 4 minutes and 5 seconds on October 12th.

Also, if you didn't get the Pro Version in the first 40 episodes, you aren't worthy of my respect.

It seems like old forum members and new forum members are at some sort of war. I'm actually a middle forum member, so I'm not taking a side.

I visited her profile on my browser where I wasn't logged in, and she still found me.

I got messaged by Ashley and it's making me extremely uncomfortable. This forum used to be a safe place for attractive white males, but that seems to have gone straight out the window.

Sean or Hayes need to be on the Doughboys. That show finds the funny consistently. Like a Schklar.

I love Thundercock69, but he makes a better door than a window. #face

What becomes of the passage The stealing away at dawn And the coarse tongue Thirsting for love -- What becomes of the phantoms And their midnight parades Will we still risk the signal Whistling in your latest and greatest endeavors -- And what becomes silence And the darkness that follows Who will take hold of whatever is still left From here to there -- Where goes the laughter And all the hidden coil Who shall tend to the hand-built bridges That sheltered us rising -- Where goes the wander And the fine coats stitched Who finds the trails that lead To new visions frayed -- And who are these angels You casually invoked What of their merry makes belief If our bellow is only for ourselves -- Who now lies sleeping Who you dare single out To collapse at our village gate A victim of results -- What becomes of the sacred oaths And the blossoms felled And the dizzy games That find us farther than we are -- Who shall bring spirits Who claims chance as their friend And what of this moment leaves you closer To leave me again ~ 'Collapse' a poem by Billy Corgan. From his smash 2004 poem book, Blinking With Fists.

Does he live like an island? Emotionally?

I'm starting a new podcast called The Souprman Show. It's just a long form interview show where Kevin Smith tells all his wacky stories about that Superman movie he almost made while I try to guess what soup he had for lunch by licking his beard.

This guy fucks.

I think that you're a great host, even if your knowledge of hardcore punk is severely lacking.

I think you sound nice, and your obsession with feet is OK.

I'm predicting that Brandon Content is going to be a "character guest" on the Steph allynne episode. Any predictions on who will portray him. I'm hoping it's Hanford.

This guy fucks. (Silicon Valley reference)

Like dish out a sweet sweet dickin'?

#oneuppedbygreggy

My dad opens beers with his teeth.

We should do hangout soon. Or at least just me and my best friend Pete.

Happy birthday, Valley Brian.