Learning how to metal.
Hey guess what? It’s me again! And guess what else, I didn’t know nobody was recapping today until after the first hour so I’ll do my best. We’re pretty organized around here.
The gang has decided they need to do some WWE style promos because let’s face it, it’s kinda awesome to act like a coked out wrassler! So they pitted themselves against each other to record their trash talk sessions, here they are.
I totally spaced out and forgot nobody is re-capping today, so fuck it. I’LL DO IT LIVE! (but not really) Here’s what I can remember:
You’re going to stop reading after 1.
You feel that? Can ya feel me balls tightening as I’m inside of you? That’s right, I’m putting the sexy back into Monday. Okay, not really. But it’s the thought that counts, right? Did you all catch Rude Jude on the Howard Stern show today? You’d be a lot cooler if you did. Dingo is back in studio today, you probably heard him already though. Ellis isn’t down with pimps and ho’s anymore, he thinks he done with prostitutes, but that’s his brain talking, we’ll see what his dick has to say about it when it wakes up. 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