Show Re-cap for Wednesday 9/11/2013

Welcome to the Vodka Re-cap of the Jason Ellis Show brought to you by vodka drink vodka for vodka vodka and you will all be vodka in all of your vodka. Jason opened the show talking about how you can look into a person’s eyes and totally get what they are feeling and what they are all about. And you need to take a look into your Bro’s eyes every now and then and not be afraid that it’s gay or anything. GAZE INTO YOUR BUDDY’S EYES! @BitPimps! I wanna gaze in your motherfucking eyes! Vodka.

Rawdog mentioned that while Jason can look into people’s souls through their eyes, he (Jason) wears sunglasses inside so that nobody can see him. I never got that whole thing that Jason and Stern do with the sunglasses in studio but there must be something to hiding behind the glasses makes you feel cool enough to run the show.

Today is Day 2 in the new studio which it turns out isn’t in Beverly Hills, but it is Beverly Hills Adjacent. Meaning they can look out the window and see Beverly Hills, but they aren’t quite high brow enough to be in actual Beverly Hills because…ya know….the Jew. Jude stopped by the show today for a bit. Today was his first day in the new studio and he is sort of warming up to it but he is jealous of all of the sweet sunshine coming in through the Jason Ellis Headquarters.

OH YEAH! there are new interns, most notably, two girls. Which Tully thinks is a perfect opportunity to pit them against each other because they don’t work at the same time. So they can tell one chick one thing, and the other another and make them fight to the death over who is the best intern. The one we got to hear today is named Vanessa, and she is Messican/Cooban so she has a fiery psycho streak in her for sure. She popped off some ‘Papi’s’ for Ellis and he seemed a bit flustered so this one could be trouble. They can’t traumatize these ones as much as the other ones because they are girls and you have to be nice to girls ladies and gentleman because….well… they sue.

Jason’s son (I’m not typing out his name because he may google his name and find this shit) should be a dating consultant. Reason being, because kids are honest as hell, and if you get a group of single people together and tell the kid to pick out who is nice and who is an asshole. I could just see little T**** leg kicking people to see who is cool or not. Speaking of little T****, Jason met Katie’s dad yesterday and T**** warmed up to him right quick and was leg kicking the crap out of him. Jason said her dad was super cool playing with the kids and that is awesome. I’m pretty happy (because of the vodka) for Jason getting a little more serious. Katie is an awesome chick who fits Jason perfectly, so he needs to get as deep as possible into family and stuff because Katie needs to stay. Vodka.

@KevinKraftSucks stopped by the show to talk about what’s going on with him lately. He is still doing his Mad Scientist Party Hour (He’s down on the bottom left) podcast and doing wacky shit. Jason karate chopped his face, and they played a game sort of like Godwar where he sang the songs or something. I missed this bit while I was in a store making paper, but twitter tells me it was pretty damn funny. Check it out on OnDemand. He also has a new app coming out which is a video/picture filter app with a horror type theme to it. It actually sounded fucking sweet as hell, but he didn’t give out the name of it so I can’t plug it here. I’m happy for the dude, seems like he is doing a sweet job of staying off the streets smoking crack for dick.

Sinead O’Connor  got BQ tattooed on her face. Some say it’s the initials of her boyfriend, but Tully put the pieces of the puzzle together and realized it actually means Burger Queef. Some guy named Daniel doesn’t know how to party (or does he?) he started out going out with his friends one night when his wife let him have his balls for the night. At the end of the night he proceeded to piss in the streets, walk into a kabob place and hump the counter and floor with his pants down, and then proceed to walking out into traffic and make sweet love to a land rover. Land Rovers are basically the start of all the shit box cars like scions and Honda Elements and shit so fuck Land Rovers, as Daniel did. I salute you, Daniel. Butter Bean and Kimbo Slice are going to fight. Sounds almost like an Ellismania fight that could be called the “Out of Shape Fat Knockout Guy” fight.

Tera Patrick came on the show today. She’s super cool as far as porn chicks go. Not a total porn whore talking about how much she likes to suck dick and such. I like that in a porn star guest. Although she isn’t a porn star anymore. Moving on. Vodka. She is going to be fighting Sam “I’m a fat windbag” Reuben Sandwich at Ellismania and once she hit the punch pad, it seems she may be in trouble. scoring a 26. Pathetic. Right next to Josh “DudeLikeBro” Hansen. Anyway, she stuck around and talked about feet, and Tully whipped out his foot and it….is….GLORIOUS. Apparently Tully has a super hot foot. So he got super amped on that and him and Tera sort of had a moment there and Jason got jealous. Anyway, she was there for a while and nothing exciting happened so I’m gonna move on, fuck you. Vodka.

Jelly Fish kill more people than sharks per year. Local media sucks ass, feeding off of the sad stories of normal people going through tragic shit like they were celebrities going out for coffee and they should all fuck off. A guy called in spoiling the ending to Sons of Anarchy’s season premier which I’m going to spoil again right now: The episode ends with an 8th grade kid shoots up his school. The caller wanted to know what Ellis’ opinion was about TV shows showing that with all of the school shooting that have happened lately. Usually, this is the part where I start shouting at my radio, but Ellis surprised me and said that the show shouldn’t be painted as evil, because after all it is just a TV show. And freedom of expression through art should never be scrutinized for depicting things that actually happen in life. My vodka opinion on this is that you have a world brimming with parents who fail to do their jobs. If your kid shoots up his school, you fucked up. It is not the fault of someone who wrote an episode if a TV show, who is depicting events that have happened in real life because someone else was a shitty parent. People are very quick to blame media when a tragedy happens because it is an easy target. And you can draw similarities from almost any show to a real life event because those shows are almost always inspired by some real experience the writer had personally or heard of. I defy you to find a writer who wrote a horrific scene such as a school shooting with the intention of making someone copy it in real life and kill real human beings. It’s just not logical, and if you believe that, you are an un-evolved, illogical person with hysterical tendencies. Fuck Off.

 

Also, if you want to be in an Ellismania fight, tape yourself punching something (Heavy Bag, mattress, your wife(do not punch your wife because I just said that)) and send the video to fightclub@ellismania.com other than that, take it easy everyone, I’ll see you next week. Also, sorry there weren’t more pictures, but I had vodka, and then I had sex, so I was kind of rushing it.

Show Re-Cap for Tuesday 9/10/13

Huh? What? Fuck you, you mean I gotta take a break from my internet porn addiction and do something productive? Well then what the hell did I show up to work for? So many god damn questions and the answers will drive you crazy before bringing any internal peace. But hey, it’s lunch time and there’s lots of good places to eat near work, plus we’ve got THE KING OF THE WEST to make the time go by a little faster. So let’s get into it, shall we? Ellis started the show FROM HIS NEW STUDIO WHICH IS MUCH FURTHER FROM RAWDOG’S HOUSE THAN THE OLD ONE SO HE GETS TO TAKE FULL ADVANTAGE OF HIS NEW TOYOTA PRIUS’S AWESOME GAS MILEAGE talking about how the new studio is not set up the way the old one is, and although it’s way better, it lacks that “lived in” charm. But hey the soundproofing is awesome, they can actually hear the phones ringing out in their new green room/prize chamber/mobile crime scene. And the microphones sound funny and Josh was kinda fading in and out and I got mentioned for reporting it and there were sound level issues but fuck it, it’s tuesday, they have four more days before the weekend to twist the nipples till it squeals just right. And there’s a funny corporate, hospitally kind of smell but that just means you take your job seriously even though none of them do cause they worked at SwingHouse for the last eight years. Just kidding guys, we all know you take your job seriously. Except for Josh. And Rude Jude could probably take it or leave it but would get by just fine without. But on the plus side, everybody has a parking space and their own knob!!! And when Pendarvis tried to talk to the guys nobody listening at home could hear all the racist, sexist, hillbilly shit that normally comes flowing out of his mouth when he doesn’t think anyone’s listening. The guys tried taking a phone call and the phone works great, just a loose nut on the other end of the line. And everybody on twitter was kinda bummed out that the door doesn’t squeak anymore and you can’t hear the traffic and construction crews outside. Jason has gotten horribly addicted to that Mio water flavoring stuff mixed with Perrier water and Will said he’d bring him a case of both for a blowy after the show. Jason declined and started sorting out the audio levels for the button bar and voice altermacation machine and then yelled at Pendar for not having them all organized in advance. So basically, the guys just spent the early part of the show nesting and marking their territories with NO CHOTCHKI’S, so blood, piss and cumshots are all over the walls and it’s only day one. And then we heard Shannon ShenanigunzGunz Gunz panting loudly while Tom Hanks yelled the name “Wilson” over and over again, like he’s fucking her and thinking of a volleyball with a hand print on it. Jason toyed with the idea of having a hidden camera reality show where he would have Metallica sneak up on people and belt out the opening from Master of Puppets on the unsuspecting victims. Then the guys started cooking up ideas about having metal bands go perform for remote tribes that have never seen electricity. After talking a while about Andrew W.K. smashing himself in the face with a brick, the guys started contemplating what it would be like if the Jews hadn’t caused humanity to evolve with protruding noses. And anthropomorphic shit like having a six inch prehensile nose and how it would probably look like a cock, but you could totally be that much lazier when you eat buffalo wings, plus you could make one of the best sad faces ever by letting your trunk-cock-nose droop and sway when you get bummed out. And with all this talk of dick, the guys couldn’t help but notice that they now have a mirrored ceiling. So if anybody’s gonna be doing some fucky fucky before heading home for the day, they’ve got their own porno set to do it in. And there’s a great view from the new place too! Right down every female guest’s top when you look in the mirrored ceiling! And out to some hills and shit too but that’s really secondary to tits. And while we’re on the subject of tits, the next Corey Feldman extravaganza may include a live edition of the Jason Ellis show! And maybe they can finally figure out what REALLY killed Corey Haim. Rawdog and Pendarvis got into an argument about proper nutrition after Josh “heard” will say something about eating fruit off of corn starch, because that’s totally normal and a great way to get one serving each of two of the more important food groups, all at once. And god damn if they dind’t think of the best collaboration project/cover song ever, but we may hear Death!Death!Die! covering Corey Feldman’s “Ascension Millenium” cause what better way to drag that song out of the acid bath than to have a comedy metal band cover it? Granted, it’s a fucking awesome comedy metal band, I’m just saying, it’s not like Rhianna’s gonna try to bring that spotlight back around to you. Not nearly as well as Alien Ant Farm did when they covered that has been Michael Jackson. And on that note, time for the first break in the new digs so the boys can collectively smash some shit and make the place their own.

 

So here’s a question for you, if one of your favorite bands was talking some internet shit about one of your other favorite bands, would you propose a musical death match to determine once and for all which one is truly the master of their domain? Well, Rob Flynn from Machine Head was giving Avenged Sevenfold a bit of friendly ribbing about their new album. He gave a quick review of their new album including a few ball busters and a top ten list of what he considered the best jokes he could write about them. And since a couple of the jokes maybe weren’t that funny, maybe it’s fair to say that Avenged is not a joke of a band and has earned the respect of another guy who’s a pretty impressive force in the world of metal. Tully, being the intellectual powerhouse of musical knowledge that he is, broke it all down in a way that made everyone stay friends and we all gathered round the burning trash can, cooked up a bit o’ the old black tar heroin, and made s’mores while sacrificing a goat. Apparently the new A7X album has a lot of songs where you can pick bits and pieces out and find exactly where they got the vibe from a bunch of classic metal congs, but what’s really important is that if it’s catchy, and hot freaky metal chicks will fuck you for playing it, and maybe you can make a few million bucks doing it, well then why the fuck wouldn’t you? They’ve even admitted that they are doing their best to make music that is true to metal’s roots, so really, there’s no reason to talk any shit, cause nobody else is doing synchronized lead breaks anymore cause the kids would rather hear Dan Fogelberg shit his lungs out all over Woodstock nine. The guys talked music and about all the stuff they liked for a while, and made a point to shit all over a lot of people who have legitimately sucked for most of their careers. Tully has been a great co-host and has been keeping a list of all the stuff they might want to add to the next EllisMania just to put the cherry on top of the whole event. So far, they’re still looking for a fill in singer for the D!D!D! concert, no word from Tera Patrick on how badly she’s gonna skull fuck Sam Rubin, Little Miss Jason Ellis contest (which I’m almost considering entering), Wilson Pendarvis Butt-Judging (it’s not rape, but it could be) and of course the last few bits of cannon fodder to wander into the ring for all the multi-competitor fights. But luckily, we all know that Gabe Ruediger is gonna be training like Rocky 6 for the whole event. And while we’re on the subject, science thinks they’ve finally figured out what makes men shitty fathers, and in case you guessed wrong, it’s them big old flapping testicles you got. That’s why you’re a shitty parent. So if you’ve got huge balls, just be ready now for your son to get arrested for robbing a liquor store and your daughter to appear in a future spank video purchase. I’m just trying to warn you guys, if you got nuts so big you could ride them like a mini horse, it’s probably a good idea not to let them get anybody pregnant. We got enough shithead kids out there without you fucking up the curve even more than your kind already have. There was some more idle chit-chat and shit and talk of fanciful future adventures for the show and it’s crew, but for now, how about some Avenged Sevenfold?

 

There was a guy in Michigan who’s house was about to get torn down and he got the bright idea to switch the number on his house with the guy next door, AND GOD DAMN IF IT DID’NT WORK LIKE A FUCKING CHARM!!! AAAAHAHAHAHAHHA But seriously that’s fucked up, cause everybody in the neighborhood wanting that shithole gone and it was coming close to being a crackhouse anyway so it was due to be razed in a somewhat biblical fashion. BUT THAT SHIT MEANS NOTHING BECAUSE THE JEWISH CLAWS ARE BACK TO RIP YOUR EARDRUMS APART WITH A ROUSING EDITION OF NEW MUSIC TUESDAY THAT PROBABLY WILL NOT BE WORTH AS MUCH FANFARE AS I’M GIVING IT BUT WE WILL STILL LISTEN CAUSE SOMETHING BETTER WILL HAPPEN AFTERWARDS!!! Probably. Good time to have a stretch and grab a snack folks, just saying. First one we heard today was a new joint by 2Chainz and Ellis nixed it before plying one note because 2Chainz can suck a barrel full of cock. And then Ellis saw a picture of himself next to Oprah so I think we all know who our next target is. And then Wilson came in to fix the CD player so that we could actually listen to the rest of new music Tuesday and the townspeople rejoiced. Tully broke in for a second to play a bluegrass cover of Metallica’s Enter Sandman and I heard this on the internet yesterday and god dammit it was actually pretty good, and that’s from somebody who fucking despises bluegrass. Oh, and we heard 2Chainz and it was a waste of studio time for everyone involved. After that we heard the new one from the Arctic Monkeys and Britain still hasn’t recovered from Oasis breaking up, so this is the best they got. It wasn’t terrible, but nothing I’d try to pay for *cough cough bring back limewire cough cough*. Next up we got to hear Keith Urban being an Australian cowboy and having a hairstyle that would work if you’re not a cowboy or Australian. After that was some guy named Willis Earl Beale doing a bluesey number and after recording twenty seconds of tuning his guitar and a sound sample of some shit that Gnarls Barkley might have already recorded, we got to hear some proper blues vocals which tied it together fairly well. Next was one of the singles from Rise Against’s new b-sides and covers album and if anybody could cover Any way you want it by Journey better, well you’re welcome to try and fight four angry anarchist vegans from Chicago to see if you’re right. Then we got a taste of MIA doing whatever incredibly worldly hipsterish thing she’s doing now, so that’s what that was. Then we all collectively wished the dick punching machine would have made it’s way to the new studio, but that remains to be seen at the moment. After that we heard what is supposed to be the farewell offering from Ministry and it may not ding a lang dang your dang long ling long but it would be worth checking out the rest of the album. And if I’m the only person who knows what Ministry song I just quoted, then you can all go fuck yourselves cause I’m gonna go hang myself in a broom closet. Next up we got to hear 14 Karat and as far as rap goes these days it had a nice strong dose of funk, but it took way too long to get to the lyrics so fuck it, next one, which was the new single from Boy/Head featuring THE LEGENDARY Kim Gordon from THE LEGENDARY Sonic Youth and if you liked Sonic Youth you probably wrecked a perfectly good pair of draws when you cum and shat all over yourself, but to the rest of us it was just indie rock. After that was a suggestion from the intern Jetta, for a band called Moving Mountains and it had some wonderful undertones of being born with a silver spoon and a paper plate in front of you while you were being fed caviar and Wonderbread. Next up was some dude who calls himself The Weekend and if you’re into abstract hipster shit that would be really good mixed with a little bit of cocaine and molly, then you’ll love this shit. And finally for Rawdog’s pick of the week we heard the new single by Janelle Monet and if that name sounds familiar, it’s because for no clear reason at all, her name was plastered all over a Sonos iPod speaker commercial where herself and a family of black hipsters (who I must remind you, do not exist, because their blackness is too great and powerful to let them become something as lame as hipsters) are all dancing in their living room on a carpet that is actually a sheet of Bermuda grass all dressed in their Sunday best like they just got back from a wedding or some shit. And lemme just say, this track would probably not be on anybody’s radar without a guest appearance from Erykah Badu, cause it’s the same shit we’ve been hearing on the R&B pop stations for a long fucking time. But on the plus side, it has brought Rawdog around to the side of all white men who really wanna bang a black girl at some point in their life, so go get him ladies.

 

So if you troll all the news websites you might have come across a video of Eminem doing an interview during a college football halftime show where they played the new video for his song Berzerk and found him looking a little spacey and nonchalant in most of his answers, almost like he’d rather just make music and not do press junkets, OR MAYBE HE’S BACK ON THE PILLS but maybe he just hates being interviewed by sports announcers that have no business doing music interviews. Wilson came in to help sort out more of the technical difficulties like making the voice altermacation machine work and the guys played around with that for a while. We also got to find out that Dingo was a great baby and his mom doesn’t suck the cock, but we all have moms and we’ve all had or been a girl at some point or another so we know that can’t possibly be true. While sorting out the voice machine issues, i was revealed that during testing before the show, Jason caught Wilson practicing with the voice machine and saying some shit that was just epic. We got a dramatic reenactment from the man himself and that was pretty wonderful. Pendar as an 18-65 year old slutty chick is pretty fucking funny. And then trying to transition from old lady back to young is kinda scary in that really whorish in a bad way kind of vibe. Then Will just started playing with all the buttons and changing voices mid sentence and we landed on the Intergalactic Pervert, who is quite possibly the next big thing in special guest appearances. Ever wonder which non actor on air personality makes the most money in TV today? You might be shocked to know that it’s Judge Judy, who is pulling down a staggering $47 million in afternoon courtroom reality money that I have to believe is probably at least in part paid by taxpayers so that she can re-up on her Geritol and disposable catheters. If I haven’t said it yet today, YOU let this happen America, YOU. LET. THIS. HAPPEN. Just gotta make sure we’re clear on that. Josh tried to break in with a story about Apple and some new announcement they had about upgrading Siri but it still won’t give you a blowjob and costs a fuckload more than it should for what is technologically a tricycle. And besides, Siri is a lying fucking cunt, so BURN IN HELL STEVE JOBS! That may be going a little far, how about we just lynch Ashton Kutcher for playing him in that movie? We cool on that? Sweet. Gwyneth Paltrow got caught on video riding a Vespa with her daughter on the back and dicing shit up in traffic like she would be really happy to have one less mouth to feed, so shout out to the most beautiful woman and best parent in the world. Shoebox came b to check out the new digs and he was so impressed with it he just had to show up in his pajamas for such an auspicious occasion. There was some discussion of how the place was gonna be decorated and how bad it probably is gonna get wrecked once somebody breaks down and decides to start making good use of that porn studio ceiling. Shoebox is lucky enough to live right around the corner from the new studio so he can stroll over pretty much whenever he wants to double bass the shit out of something and overmodulate the voice levels. The guys talked about how great it’s gonna be being the crazy guys in the corporate building, high fiving everybody when they get off the elevator and being way too pumped about the work day. But on the plus side, the valet is a great kid. There was some debate about where honey comes from when Josh made the statement that bees are full of honey, but not quite, it’s the byproduct of bees who are bulimic. In the process of the debate, it was found that this is one of those rare times when the dog is actually not as far off as he normally is. Apparently it’s a whole big process where bees are actually all swapping vomit like one of the more fucked up Greek orgies from way back in the day, so score half of one for the Tussin Wolf. The guys took some phone calls about vasectomies, fucked up album covers, everybody’s wife shitting on them, if and when the Ellis channel is going to happen, Rawdog riding a bike, and a whole lot of congratulations on the new studio. Cue the Enter The Dragon theme song aaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnndddddddddd……….

 

 

 

 

SCENE!

 

In my youth, there was a wise old man in my neighborhood who used to walk around dispensing knowledge to anyone who passed. He would say things like “Help me out with a little change, man”, a touching reminder of how the good nature of humanity is falling by the wayside, and “Fuckin’ pigs took my suitcase, I had all my shit in it!” to remind us all that greed was the quickest path to self destruction. One day, he stopped me and said “Hey kid, you gotta buy this fax machine off me real quic before somebody comes looking for it” and as I pondered the deeper meaning of this request, seven guys hopped out of a Chevy Suburban with one of the windows broken out and proceeded to stomp his internal organs into a fine gruel.

 

Red Dragons, Mother Fuckers ,,rr,

Show Re-Cap for Monday 9/9/2013

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Said nobody ever, except Dingo.

Welcome to another Monday, another Monday in the Swinghouse studios. Waddup with that, you ask? Well, it’s not ready yet. Hopefully it’s the last show in the old shit kitchen. Dingo’s here today and he don’t know shit about the new shit, new boss shit, and shit. Dingo and Ellis may go to the spa together, but they don’t take showers together, at least at the spa – because that’d be awkward. What exactly does Dingo do? He markets himself and markets shit, endorses himself and endorses shit, he talks about shit, and just does shit and stuff. He also seems to know way too much about JCPenney, I don’t know why or how, but there ya go – JCPenney connoisseur, Dingo! This of course leads us into shelf space and shoe technology, which you guessed it, Dingo straight up fucking rules that shit and schooled us on why action sports apparel is saturated by big brands like Nike, and of course, shit. Bellator 98 was this past weekend and the big news from that was, Perry “Filthy” Filkins grabbed his nipples several times. That’s a power intimidation move if I’ve ever heard of one.

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EM9 special guest DJ, Bruce Lee. But not really. He’s dead.

EllisMania 9 is selling like hotcakes, faster than any EllisMania before. This sparked up talk about for sure going for an EllisMania 10. So now there’s more room deals (50 more rooms for 50% off) and shit, and someone or maybe multiple someones will be winning a room and some other shit. Speaking of EllisMania 9, Ellis has pretty much worked out all the fights for the event, so that’s pretty much in the bag, for the most part. Except for a fight or two, and shit. Is Nick Swardson training for his fight with Rawdog? Ellis called to find out and sure as shit, he is. And by training, I mean staying out late, sleeping in, drinking, and doing blow. There’s talk about the winners of EllisMania 9 getting a pimp cup and Dingo getting a golden straw. Not for cocaine, but so he can go up to the winners and steal a swig or two from their pimp cup. In an odd sort of way, Rawdog is the highlight of EllisMania and people are expecting to see him give his best performance, otherwise the entire world is going to stone him to death with used wet wipes. Dingo’s cheese officially slid off his cracker, he thought Tully participated in a fight at EllisMania that never happened. He also thought this was EllisMania 10, not 9, even though it’s been talked about several times today alone. Bad news for Wolfwipes, not everyone is down with using wipes on their balloon knot. Washington DC utility officials say wet wipes have caused a 35% increase in broken shit pumps. But good news for Wolfwipes if they come with a diaper genie.

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Jesus, Jesus!

In the state of Iowa, if you are legally blind, you are now able to carry a fucking gun like the blind-ass motherfucker you are. Even Stevie Wonder was like, seriously? That’s insane. It’s okay, it’s not like blind people are reading this anyway. Could you imagine for a screen reader to get done blabbing all the previous shit? Not happening. Wilson came in with Ellis Jeopardy for the guys to play. Last time they played, Tully won but they gave it to somebody else because Tully always wins. And who won today’s episode of Ellis Jeopardy? It should come as no surprise, Michael Tully! Some We met a new intern today, Lynette (sp?) and she’s a poor, pretty white girl. Like Dingo, she don’t know shit about the show, wrestling, or shit – but she does know about Bean as she interned for that turd before – and shit. Like all women, she loves Dingo’s luscious locks and Josh is not allowed to fall in love with her. Sounds like she’s got the chops, kid. One day, she’s gonna be a STAR! In porn. Online. For NYA. OH! Just kidding Lynette. What am I saying? You’re not reading this. Hey, did you hear some old artist got the shit beat out of him over his art? What was his art you ask? A fake gun. With penis bullets. But it shot blanks. In your face. Are you catching any of this? Cuz I’m laying it on pretty fucking thick here. Why did God create yeast infections? So women would also know what it’s like to live with an irritating cunt. Wait. I’m sorry about that. I don’t want to end this re-cap with that. Give me another chance. Come on baby, you can trust me! Do you wanna know how you kill fifty flies at once? Hit an Ethiopian in the face with a shovel. Sorry Ethiopians. HEYOH!

Show Re-cap for Friday 9/6/2013

There has been a question that has plagued scientists for decades, when Bruce Banner turned into The Incredible Hulk, why didn’t his pants rip? Did his waist not get bigger? Did the gamma roids have an incredible shrinking effect on his junk causing his intense anger? Either way it is safe to say that the show is the hulk, mild mannered until you piss it off then it turns big and green and breaks shit and then has to move to a new place while sad music plays. And a new place is exactly where the guys are going, today is the last broadcast they are doing from The Swinghouse. Ellis is very excited because the new studio will have underground parking so the Porsche won’t be getting dirty anymore. It will also have elevators, a cafe, a McDonald’s within walking distance for those emergency McNugget cravings, and a mother fuckin couch! Not only are the guys moving studios, home_main_shad4Juder McDuder is moving to the new building too! He isn’t as excited to move to the new studio in Hollywood because he thinks Hollywood is to uppity and his show is directed to alien believers and cousin fuckers. Jude likes all the perks of the new studio, he just doesn’t like the 10 mile commute. But on the bright side, no more toilet by the fridge. Oh and the new studio will have a sting pong table. Rawdog started carrying on about his chachkis and how much he loves them like an old lady at bingo. After he tried to argue with Ellis about some scarab beetle, his bell, and a little Lego koala, they somehow started talking about Mel Gibson and how he’s a dick but not a dick and some shit. Wanna know what Satan would sound like if he was in a quartet? Lamar Odom is reported to be doing 800 worth of drugs a day. He’s freebasing coke and taking ambient and still kicking ass on the court. All of this information is courtesy of his drug dealer, which goes to show that you just can’t trust drug dealers anymore.

Rawdog might have sold his car to a stranger who left him a note saying he wants to buy it as soon as possible. Sounds legit, except there wasn’t a For Sale sign on his car but I’m sure it’s totally legit and this dude won’t try to burn Josh, literally or figuratively. A dude sent

I want to buy your car. Lets have lunch an go over it.

I want to buy your car. Lets have lunch an go over it.

in a video saying he wants to donate his car to the guys to blow up and make music video’s with and so Josh can ghost ride the whip (video). Want to see yer mums wedding video? A Detroit woman tried to by monkey from Camaroon, she paid $350 mostly in monkey tax and never got her money and tried to get the police to help but they just laughed and laughed and laughed. Some nasty lady has the worlds longest dreads, and is nasty. Seattle woman broke into the Dim Sum King and told everybody there to go back to China and flung soy sauce all over the place. English woman had a stroke and now speaks with a Chinese accent. Here’s a video of yer mum again, on her honeymoon. And in more Women Am I Right news, a Chinese girl bot in trouble for breast feeding while driving a scooter, a woman sues General Mills because crunch berries aren’t real, and another woman sues Winnebago because the cruise control implied that it was an autopilot and she crashed.

Wesley Willis is a mother fuckin musical genius! Tiger has been skateboarding for one day and is already better than me. He’s bombing the driveway, doing side grabs, nose grabs, nose and tail grabs at the same time! “The kids a natural” said Tony Hawk and when asked about Tiger Lee Ellis, Kid Rock said, “That kid is kickin more ass than a one legged ass kicker, Kid Rock!” Ellismania may or may not be sold out, Ellis is 99% sure that it isn’t but that means only one thing, there is a 1% chance that if you didn’t get your ticket yet, you’re fucked. Here’s another delightful song from Wesley Willis. Enjoy.

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An English dudes daughter walked home after he dropped off at daycare, and all the daycare place had to say was pretty much, shit happens. In Aussie News, they played a video of Kevin Rudd, Prime Minister of Ausrailia, answer and dominate a gay marriage question from a pastor. There was also news of Saints player named Clinton Jones who set fire to a dwarf in a bar. Its funny, not because they lit the little guy on fire, but because they lit the little guy on fire. Ellis’s “agent” said he’s “in” next year on “dancing” with the “stars,” that should be interesting. In Hollywood News, jack Nicholas is old as fuck and can’t remember shit. Clint Eastwood got himself the D ticket on the Hump Bus to Pound Town. Bieber has come out of the closet and said how much he loves sucking man dicks. J-Lo got three million for singing to some evil Turkmen dude, in my opinion he overpaid. Vin Diesel’s life has been a constant barrage of aliens complicated by being legally blind. People paid 150 bucks to meet and get an autograph from Courtney Kardashian but nobody was available to kill them. Then they ended the final day in The Swinghouse by arguing and comparing the intelligence of the fans that pay to meet Courtney Kardashian or Dave Mustaine. If you ask me they’re all idiots. Today’s recap will be ended with another lyrically majestic tune from Wesley Willis that I dedicate to yer mum, OH!

Show Recap for Thursday 9/5/2013

Thursday recap of The Jason Ellis Show is being brought to you by…a woman, again. I know you might be a little nervous, taking something so manly from a little lady, but just relax, I’ll try and make it as enjoyable as possible. Back to your regular programming, Ellis and Tully have rejoined Rawdog back in Los Angeles riding the high of their success in NY, but Ellis is feeling slightly sleep deprived and needs some ginseng up his ass (even though it’s a load of shit and no time is as good as the first time).

Ellis is having a good week, as we all know- he conquered New York and got everything that he wanted, Katie found a box of clothes in the garage which held some goodies that helped him feel more comfortable after not training and eating brownies with ice cream and grilled cheese and chicken fingers, his Porsche has no scratches on it despite being parked sooooooooo close to the wall, he is still getting a Suzuki bike, and it all amounts to him being able to deal with his beard growing out and touching his lips. I never knew before that there was so much thought put into de-weaponizing facial hair for the benefit of the ladies, and I shall go forth more appreciative of not being subjected to getting my cheek grated off every time I want a hug.

Naturally, there was more (somewhat vague) talk about the pending changes coming to the show, and no…Ellis and Tully still can’t believe that it’s really happening. Ellis is planning on calling Tim Sabean just to see if he remembers the ’tattooed guy’ because it otherwise might have all been a dream (that he may later have to interpret). This brought about talk of instituting a Sabean Shake every time they talk in person, because no one would forget a conversation where they were shaken at the end of it, probably for fear of being shaken even harder the next time. 10 years from now we’ll probably be hearing about the new Shaken Sabean Syndrome, which will widely affect people in positions of moderate power trying to give a helping hand to awesome people. We learned that we will be soon losing the smartest intern ever, Jetta, who thinks that he could be the producer and get George Clooney on the show without calling New York. The idea was also tossed around that Ellis would tattoo information about the new improved show/channel on his balls which he would post on Instagram. I think it was decided that there would be a stunt sack, probably Cumtard’s, because it’s listed as a profession on his business card.

The new season of Ultimate Fighter premiered and Ellis watched it on DVR even though his special friend fell asleep and was mad at him for it when she found out. But it’s his job, which is the best excuse ever. This season features male and female fighters in the house, and the guys gave us their opinions of the female fighters based on their headshots and what Ellis said of them. One chick is a nerdy Jay sans Silent Bob (and a good contender) and there’s another woman who is doing it all for her baby……yeah. Rawdog seems to want to see a fight between the best male fighter and the best female fighter, possibly to make him feel better about fighting a woman at Ellismania, but no…there will be both a male and female Ultimate Fighter who won’t have to fight each other causing special interest groups to have the show cancelled and erased from history forever. The men and women contestants will be sharing a house, but it sounds like the bulk of possible romantic shenanigans would be between the females only. Not that anyone would really complain about that. But can you imagine bitches who can fight ripping each others hair out over each other? I can…and I’m going to find a place to pitch this spin off.

If you could either have AIDs or be a vampire, which would you choose? I’m with Ellis on the whole vampire thing, so long as I was an awesome vampire who didn’t feel bad about eating people and got to wear cool clothes and be hot forever, and not a sparkly Robert Pattinson vampire (because otherwise I would also choose AIDs). Tully and Rawdog aren’t quite sold on being vampires and would rather live out their newly shortened lives swallowing a pharmacy in the morning. I mean, come on!!!! Vampires! Don’t feel bad about eating people, you don’t feel bad about eating burgers! It’s just the food chain. Ellis would be the Ultimate Vampire Fighter, never have to worry about cutting weight (because vampires don’t gain weight) and he’d have the self control to not devour his opponent after being him to a pulp because he knows how to fuck shit up without blowing his cover. Night surfing wouldn’t be a problem cause you could hear a shark coming, rip it in half if it tried to bite you, and escape with barely having to touch your toes to the water. Yes, I am that creepy bitch who spends too much time thinking about the perks of being a vampire. The only thing that concerns me is being a vampire in the zombie apocalypse…a point no one managed to bring up.

Eddie Murphy has popped back on the music scene and released a reggae album with a song with collaborating Snoop Lion. This is your New Music Tuesday on Thursday (not Tuesday or Wednesday), complete with Ellis trying to mend burned bridges with the band Youth Code, a release from Nickelodeon star Arianna Grande, a band called Annihilate which sounded sort of like Metallica, one of Tully’s fave bands The Pixies (whom he had no expectations for), Gorguts who doesn’t have enough schtick and should look into murdering a girl in Greenland, and Rawdogs pick- NIN’s new album Hesitation Marks. The segment was filled with the usual banter, Ellis and Tully talking over the epically long build ups to songs that don’t deliver, and talking about which people find it funny to tennis racket shit at people’s heads (and the people who do think it’s funny but would never admit it).

Ellis and his third brown eye interpreted callers’ dreams, which ranged from a man fucking a woman to life before strangling her dead again (because he has a small penis and needs to exercise more willpower to make it larger), to dreams within dreams all the while spent on your knees (because you need some Metamucil and a good shit, you clearly homosexual man), bald eagle hitchhikers beating up rear seated younger passengers (because you hate America), and zombie kittens in haunted houses (because you want to die, or your mom wants to kill you, and you need to deal with your ex wife). The general prescription to rid yourself of these weird dreams? Go fist yourself. And think of Rawdog while you do because he chooses to be flattered by being the object of your self-fisting fantasy. There were real gems in this dream segment, including the man with the manliest dream ever being stuck in a river between a wolf on one bank and a bear on the other, dreaming of being a carpet salesman recruited by a government MIB type (JE: it means you can’t lick pussy good CALLER: Fuck.), and you should just get outta dodge because you can’t spell Godzilla without God.

In between announcing the segment and waiting for callers desperately awaiting their dream interpretation, Tully announced that the Secret Service acts as Presidential Pooper Scoopers who collect all of the president’s urine and feces. Fucking. Awesome. At least I can now confidently say that my tax dollars are being spent on shit, because that shit is a matter of National Security. It must be kinda awesome to have such important bodily functions. “But what about his semen?” Rawdog asks…a good question in my opinion if they are so worried about the other things coming out his pee-hole. That, my friends, is a job for the Monica Lewinski’s of the world. I would kill to be as witty as Hubbs.

It was decided that Rawdog is good at impressions, so long as he doesn’t tell anyone beforehand who is he attempting to do an impression of. Today we heard from a very Sean Connery Al Pacino, drunken Michael J. Fox who is still on top even if he’s really Chris Farley, the Stefan Urquel of Rawdog (also known as Tully), Lady Gaga P. Diddy, and angry Jeff Goldblum. Oh. And Baracktopus, “When they turned me into an octopus they made me insane.” I was laughing so hard my dog barked at me, but I’m sure I didn’t miss anything because everyone on the show couldn’t talk because they were laughing too hard. Rawdog should quit being Rawdog and just be Baracktopus because I thought he was fucking hilarious.

As the show wound down Ellis answered an email over the air from a fan who’s been having a shit time in life and has been through a tragic run of people around him dying. Ellis offered the good advice of seeking professional help to prevent the rest of his life from thoroughly sucking, because that really is something that you can’t just work through alone. Ellis touched on his past in rehab, his experiences dealing with what happened to him at the hands of his father, and finding good help with therapy. More callers decided to talk about their dreams, and we came to learn that if you want to quit smoking you could take Chantix, but you could also very well just skip the doctor visit and kill yourself since apparently that shit is gnarly. It causes suicidal ideation, hallucinations, nightmares, and sleep paralysis. I mean, I know smoking is bad, but I think killing yourself is worse. We heard caller horror stories, including a particularly scary one where a guy almost drove his boat of passengers aground. On purpose. As bad as it is for you, I’m glad that guy started smoking again and quit the Chantix.

If you wanna fight at Ellismania, you have the added reward of a thousand dollar donation going to a charity (like PatriotGuard.org) if you win. Ellismania still needs fighters, so send in your videos and do it for the listeners and fight for charity!

See…that wasn’t so bad, right? Maybe you even forgot I was a chick for a minute. Fuck. I reminded you. Nevermind. Just think of me as Mr. Fuck Fuck New Studio My Balls, and everything will make sense again.