*blows dust off mic*
Hi!
We’re back.
John bites the bullet and sees Twilight: Breaking Dawn with Jenni. Somehow the conversation moves to puberty and the smells that come with it.
Click the photo to listen to our newest episode:
“Sheer, raw hormones oozing out of your pores.”
Tell your mom.
(blows dust off microphone)
Episode 12 is HERE.
Come and listen to “The Post Rapture Music Scene” to get our take on the Rapture, new babies, Super Nintendo, gin, and new music by The National
Tell your mom we’re back and ignore her eye rolls and subsequent tears.
Click HERE and listen now, or click on THIS to subscribe to us on itunes!
Guess who’s back?
We have a new show coming in the next few days and decided to blow the dust off of our Google Voicemail.
Call us with your comments, recipes, thoughts on whatever and we’ll put it on the show.
Is there a badge for keeping your chin up?
Jenni: “What the hell?! You went for groceries two hours ago!”
John: “…”
Jenni: “And you walk in with NO groceries?”
John: “There were Girl Scouts out front selling cookies.”
Jenni: “So? You just make no eye contact, walk on in…”
John: “They were in WHEELchairs.”
Jenni: “You did the right thing.”
John: (Muttering) “Little shits…”
Jenni: “Uh-oh, what did the doggies do now?”
John: “Maybe you didn’t hear what I just said.”
(Recommend FRIDGE MAGNETS THE SHOW under HUMOR for Tumblr Tuesday!)
EPISODE 11 IS HERE FOLKS
Listen to “Everyone’s Getting Pummeled Hard” by clicking THIS
We talk about stoned cats! Natalie Portman! Polish accents! Making pizza burritos and being traumatized by DYNASTY.
(Oh, and that one time we won a car.)
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It’s a new Fridge Magnets!
Listen as John and Jenni discuss New Years! Dead birds! Vasectomy! Cheating! Defending Ryan Seacrest! Masturbating during BLADE RUNNER! Wait. What?
Available on itunes later today, but listen to it NOW by clicking THIS.
A belated birthday card from Ryan to Jennifer.
This year at the home of John’s family, the sombrero has been demoted to a lower branch. In it’s place is something classier. A star… In pinata form. (don’t bring up the parrot.)
