Happy Thursday to all you beautiful people, and hello to the rest of you ugly fucks. Sirius has gifted us today by completely rebuilding their app with a completely new design. So far most people don’t like it, I’m one of them but I’m figuring to out but we will all have to give it time to see if it works better or if it’s just a bit of lipstick on a pigs butthole. Continue reading
Welcome back to the three of you degenerates that are trying to fill in the gaps of the show you missed. Continue reading
Tully’s wife knows to keep quiet on St. Patrick’s Day.
Hey, it’s a Two’fer Tuesday! You got me on Monday, now you get me again today. Luck you! Unlucky part of this is that I’ll be missing pieces of the show here and there. But that shouldn’t be much of a problem, it is St. Patrick’s Day, so I assume most of you are drunk already. We know Tully has some Irish roots, and after some DNA testing, we now know Ellis too has some Irish heritage in him. Cumtard is half cum and half Irish. One of The Beatles was an Irish bastard. AC/DC were some Irish bastards. Larry Bird, Magic Johnson, Shaq, all of them – Irish bastards. Continue reading
Nana Ellis
Top of the afternoon to you! It’s Monday, there’s a live show, the white boy is back, and therefore there’s a fresh re-cap for your ass. Ellis feels pretty glorious, he’s facing massive decisions, but everything is going to be okay. It could be worse. Verne Troyer is most likely going to die – unlike M&M’s. They’ll live forever. Jesus isn’t real, but you keep trying to guilt trip yourself into believing he exists. Metallica is real though. Wilson purchased a budget puppet for Ellis to use while he’s revealing things he maybe shouldn’t – it’s a Devil puppet. First confession from Devil puppet? Ellis is trying to have sex with Katie but she’s on her period and he’s not into it, there’s blood, there’s mood swings, all that shit man. Continue reading
It’s Friday the 13th…for the second month in a row. Ooh, Spooky! Saturday is pi day. (3.14 get it?) Ooh, Interesting! It’s also #WGAFF…and the crew here is feeling it too. So you get me again, the NYA utility fielder, pulling a doubleheader. And it’s raining no fucks given so this is gonna get sloppy and be all over the place and end very abruptly. Just like yer mum’s last abortion. Yeah, it’s gonna be like that today. Continue reading