BLOOOR

A. Joy.

One of the things that one of the one hundred billion plus things has said.

https://www.crackle.com/vibes#!

All out Jeff Goldblum before his prime, Cyndi Lauper for some reason, Peter Falk going for it...

<hifi nerd> The Metal Type IV Cassettes (chrome instead of the regular iron oxide) supposedly had stronger high end, stronger low end, and less noise - and would wear the tape heads down much quicker than your normal iron oxide tape. The Mobile Fidelity Gold CDs are less about the gold disc (less corrosive gold vs normal aluminium) and more about the specific master being designed for maximum dynamic range (quieter is quieter, so that the loud shit can be fucking loud). </hifi nerd>

https://soundcloud.com/chris-teuma-529024982/i-wanna-hear-your-plugs-tell-me-what-youre-doing

Thank me, Rank me, Spank me, Tank me, Oh ye oh Yank me; please use a hankie, henceforth with haste dear yankee! You are a stench! Such mockery.

For all your petulance, for all your arrogance, the relentless & willful stupidity; I love you and all you stand for.

I really do.

I'm BLOOOR with 3 O's and I approve this message.

Tight in the tanker, Light on the rancor, This battleship blasts like a Bakersfield banker. Name's Tim.

Float like a tachyon, fart a black hole.

Argh, the bow breaks in eight, so sealing our fate, Nate.

That's a catch phrase, right?

Key Peels Banana?

D-D-D-Dig it, Dig it quick, and deep, cuz we all want mo-mo-mortality clarity hey ho Harry, see?

...I'm seein' double here.

Leave it out lug nuts, the pants are in the shitter.

One and two makes three, and then there's you and me. Lock the door. It's a catch phrase.

When Terry Bounces He Bounce Good

Best of the rest and a test of the turkey breast, Pete Best.

I'm super late to this podcast, but I've become addicted in the last couple days. Came to post that after listening to this episode I felt like watching Parks and Recreation gag reels. In the Season 2 gag reel there's a scene where April is drinking a Mountain Dew. Throws this whole episode into question.

Paying lip service to the perverts for their constant reinserts

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy... OI VEY! Das ist nict wie mien fule.

Gorgeous. Love the Krumholtz, and bless his and Jake's honesty.