I’m totally not gay. I totally shat in a playhouse to impress a girl!
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Yay episode 50! Congrats dudes. Very lol-worthy.
Concerning the story about the lady who committed suicide, I heard that the radio station knew about the lady contemplating jumping, and he played the song with that knowledge. I believe he said that yes, it was in poor taste, but no, he does not regret doing it.
Also, the origin of Kyle insisting my vagina is sparkly, from November 22, 2009:
Kyle: I feel like Twilight is just Harry Potter for people hitting puberty.
Marlykins: Twilight is for preteen girls and old creepy moms who apparently think stalker, controlling pedophiles with obsessions for vapid stupid girls is such a wonderful romance.
Kyle: BUT HE SPARKLES!
Marlykins: But he’s 107 and fucking obsessively controlling and impulsive!
Kyle: BUT. HE. SPARKLES!!!!!
Marlykins: And she’s blah and blank and egocentric and just so vapid and dull!
Marlykins: I DON’T KNOW ABOUT YOU
Marlykins: BUT AS A FEMALE
Marlykins: I DON’T WANT SPARKLES
Marlykins: IN MY VAGINA.
Kyle: Don’t lie.
Kyle: Your vagina looks like an accident at the bedazzler factory.
Marlykins: I’m curious to know how you know that.
Kyle: I can just tell.
Kyle, it’s as if you knew in the future, you’d be discussing vejazzling on the podcast. You’re a psychic!
You save your AIM conversations? What a creepster!
Kyle, I love you and all, but that’s not the case. =P My chat client logs every conversation I have and has search capabilities. Don’t get so full of yourself, jeez. Podcasting fame sure has gone to your head! Ha.
I was hoping to be the first to comment but Marlycake beat me to it. Damn! A bag full of dicks, as Orion would say.
Loved the intro; perfect. Loved that girl’s voicemail, complaining about the asshole-eating revelation. Personally, I think having someone eat my asshole would be even worse than having it found out that my asshole was eaten; she’s had worse indignities than the podcast-talk.
I love the idea of Orion dropping the playhouse story into a bar conversation. Or the slumber party story. That still kills me.
And it’s great, too, to hear you guys reminisce–I had to pause to make sure I was spelling that correctly (me, John Kissane!)–about earlier episodes. Having made it this far is a real achievement; I’m honestly proud to say that two friends of mine have done this. Although I have to say that I showed the website to my mom, last time I was home, and she said it looked “weird.”
Aw, sorry for beating you to being first comment on episode 50, John K! You’re still my hero!!
great show, guys! and great party. thanks again, Orion, for making sure my drunk ass got home. love you guys!
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Kyle, I love you and all, but that’s not the case. =P My chat client logs every conversation I have and has search capabilities. Don’t get so full of yourself, jeez. Podcasting fame sure has gone to your head! Ha.
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Right. And [i]my[/i] chat client turns cats into gold!
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And it’s great, too, to hear you guys reminisce–I had to pause to make sure I was spelling that correctly (me, John Kissane!)–about earlier episodes. Having made it this far is a real achievement; I’m honestly proud to say that two friends of mine have done this. Although I have to say that I showed the website to my mom, last time I was home, and she said it looked “weird.”
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Thanks, John. As that guy that used to hang around Jazzy Jeff used to say: parents just don’t understand.
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great show, guys! and great party. thanks again, Orion, for making sure my drunk ass got home. love you guys!
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If you think that was fun, wait ’til you get a load of our Episode 100 church burning/hot dog roast!
I think that because it was in mighty england, it doesn’t really matter whether the person knew she was going to jump or not, because she was obviously a retard to land on her feet to try and kill herself.
My favorite show ever was the one where you talked about how your friend got ghetto punched and then you ran away in his van.
or something like that.
Aleene–yeah, that’s a GREAT story! I’d forgotten about that.