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EPISODE 100 — Aasif Mandvi, Our Big Get / Scott Ankerman, Our Business Rival

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"Do it to their face, if you're gonna do it."

"Well, that's sorta what I'm describing."

 

great episode, in my humble opinion. congrats lads

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Much luv fellas, and congrats.

 

u boi's know waddup-waddup

 

 

 

 

(...sorry)

 

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I was already kind of scared of Earwolfman Jack because his name has "Wolfman" in it, but this recent commercial of his is seeming like he has become a real monster. I miss the old Jack because A ) he wasn't being a monster, and B ) I really related to the nerd character that would show up because I'm such a nerd too.

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Houston ma-man you gotta warn me about posts like that, I almost threw up. Hope you're feeling better buddy.

 

Great ep.

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Houston ma-man you gotta warn me about posts like that, I almost threw up. Hope you're feeling better buddy.

 

Great ep.

 

You snus you lus Rose.

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what happened to Jesse Thorn? Hayes did say he was asking for a friend. Maybe he wasn't kidding. Everyone start listening to all of the podcasts until we find one where Jesse Thorn is the guest to see if he gets asked the popcorn gallery questions. I hope it's Terry Gross.

 

If we split them up, we can probably get this done by the end of the day.

I'll check Spont.

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Hey Hambook heads! I decided to make my first post now that I've listened to all of the boys' work. Loved RSS and now listening to HH again in order. I'll post a picture of my D and my pets later in the thread. I don't want to derail the discussion of what was a great ep.

 

I love the interaction between our boys and Ankerman. It's always pure gold.

 

"Do it to their face, if you're gonna do it."

"Well, that's sorta what I'm describing."

 

This had me bussin up in a good way for a solid 3 minutes.

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I sort of liked the idea of being in an exclusive club of only 2k listeners a week. Even 200k doesn't sound like boffo numbers when we are so used to TV shows getting cancelled when they only attract millions of viewers. Wow, really think about it. If a pod on!y cost $500 bucks to produce they must really be raking in the dough with some of these shows. How many Ferraris do you think Ankerman owns? I know on Who Charted Kulap has started that Scotti Biscotti has given her a car for Christmas on multiple occasions. Think that might have been TV money though?

 

 

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Great username Wheez, that reference passed through my brain during the ep too. What a time to be alive!

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Great ep, Great first hundo.

 

I leave you with only this:

 

“When the chips are down, bro, don’t you think you should just give it to ‘em?”

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CHAPTER 5. Breakfast.

 

I quickly followed suit, and descending into the bar-room accosted the grinning landlord very pleasantly. I cherished no malice towards him, though he had been skylarking with me not a little in the matter of my bedfellow.

 

However, a good laugh is a mighty good thing, and rather too scarce a good thing; the more's the pity. So, if any one man, in his own proper person, afford stuff for a good joke to anybody, let him not be backward, but let him cheerfully allow himself to spend and be spent in that way. And the man that has anything bountifully laughable about him, be sure there is more in that man than you perhaps think for.

 

The bar-room was now full of the boarders who had been dropping in the night previous, and whom I had not as yet had a good look at. They were nearly all whalemen; chief mates, and second mates, and third mates, and sea carpenters, and sea coopers, and sea blacksmiths, and harpooneers, and ship keepers; a brown and brawny company, with bosky beards; an unshorn, shaggy set, all wearing monkey jackets for morning gowns.

 

You could pretty plainly tell how long each one had been ashore. This young fellow's healthy cheek is like a sun-toasted pear in hue, and would seem to smell almost as musky; he cannot have been three days landed from his Indian voyage. That man next him looks a few shades lighter; you might say a touch of satin wood is in him. In the complexion of a third still lingers a tropic tawn, but slightly bleached withal; he doubtless has tarried whole weeks ashore. But who could show a cheek like Queequeg? which, barred with various tints, seemed like the Andes' western slope, to show forth in one array, contrasting climates, zone by zone.

 

"Grub, ho!" now cried the landlord, flinging open a door, and in we went to breakfast.

 

They say that men who have seen the world, thereby become quite at ease in manner, quite self-possessed in company. Not always, though: Ledyard, the great New England traveller, and Mungo Park, the Scotch one; of all men, they possessed the least assurance in the parlor. But perhaps the mere crossing of Siberia in a sledge drawn by dogs as Ledyard did, or the taking a long solitary walk on an empty stomach, in the negro heart of Africa, which was the sum of poor Mungo's performances—this kind of travel, I say, may not be the very best mode of attaining a high social polish. Still, for the most part, that sort of thing is to be had anywhere.

 

These reflections just here are occasioned by the circumstance that after we were all seated at the table, and I was preparing to hear some good stories about whaling; to my no small surprise, nearly every man maintained a profound silence. And not only that, but they looked embarrassed. Yes, here were a set of sea-dogs, many of whom without the slightest bashfulness had boarded great whales on the high seas—entire strangers to them—and duelled them dead without winking; and yet, here they sat at a social breakfast table—all of the same calling, all of kindred tastes—looking round as sheepishly at each other as though they had never been out of sight of some sheepfold among the Green Mountains. A curious sight; these bashful bears, these timid warrior whalemen!

 

But as for Queequeg—why, Queequeg sat there among them—at the head of the table, too, it so chanced; as cool as an icicle. To be sure I cannot say much for his breeding. His greatest admirer could not have cordially justified his bringing his harpoon into breakfast with him, and using it there without ceremony; reaching over the table with it, to the imminent jeopardy of many heads, and grappling the beefsteaks towards him. But that was certainly very coolly done by him, and every one knows that in most people's estimation, to do anything coolly is to do it genteelly.

 

We will not speak of all Queequeg's peculiarities here; how he eschewed coffee and hot rolls, and applied his undivided attention to beefsteaks, done rare. Enough, that when breakfast was over he withdrew like the rest into the public room, lighted his tomahawk-pipe, and was sitting there quietly digesting and smoking with his inseparable hat on, when I sallied out for a stroll.

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yeah but...that's like the worst spot for a tattoo ever. EVER. I defy you to name a worse place.

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these dudes on reddit are winning the biggest fan contest.

 

Until I read your text under the picture, I thought that this was the left and right leg of a single person who got the same tattoo on each of his mismatched thighs. Now THAT would be a real fan. Two people, each getting only one tattoo? Big fuckin' deal.

 

Edit: You know who is the biggest fan? Me! I'm the biggest fan of Hurricane Dennis, aka Chomp Deathstar, aka baddest mo'fo in town.

 

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I was extremely confused, as I thought this was just one pair of legs -- which brought up numerous other questions -- but it appears to be two besties who got matching tattoos? Gosh, that's really something.

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Goddammit

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CHAPTER-Whatever: I'm sick of doing this.

 

If they were real fans and friends they would have each gotten Whatup/Whatup.

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I'm a little disappointed that Scott brought his politics regarding when life begins to this show. This isn't the place to weigh in on stuff like that.

 

As long as the cat is out of the bag though, I've long held that life begins at high school graduation. We need to adjust abortion policy accordingly.

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