Congratulations, you’ve learned how to click a link leading you to a web page . Must be feeling pretty God damned good about yourself now, eh? It’s Wednesday on The Jason Ellis Show, just like it is for the rest of the world, except maybe for some Indian tribes who are still holding on to it being Bear Star or some shit. Either way, we have a lot of radio that can be jammed down into very few words today. It is a very special Wednesday, as it is Katie’s (@Underwearwolf) Birthday, clocking in at the big ol’ 30.

Happy Birthday, you old woman.

Ellis’ therapist is awesome, and is getting him amped to do all sorts of new stuff with his kids and his little makeshift family he has going on. Ellis is getting way better at reading, and was reading books with his daughter. What surprised him was he could actually read all of the words in front of him and he was stoked on that. I have been operating under the assumption that he would never have the ability to read these, so now I’ve got to hope he never feels the need to click on this shit and lambaste(read that fucker) me for anything I’ve said.

Language is a fucked up thing. Right now, you are reading this and understanding the language I’m writing this. But some dude from Japan who stumbled on this site looking for giant snail porn is confused as all fuck (I’ll explain the snail later). The guys talked about different languages and what they learned in their lives. Josh wanted to learn spanish instead of hebrew, because he is such a Hollywood Jew. Tully learned French so he could smash box. Josh also had to go to traffic court again, and the most challenging thing for him seemed to be the elevator. Rawdog was driving with an expired registration, but the really great thing about his trip was the conspiracy theories he heard were gems. Somebody was blabbing on about how everyone who was in line was either black or Latinos and there weren’t any white people there and the man is keeping them down Wahhh wahh bullshit. Never mind the fact that the whitest man in the world was in earshot of them.

The guys brain stormed on a possible future event where they would try out different sports as a competition, possibly with fans or celebrities. Things like 2-on-2 basketball, hacky sack, cricket and other made up sports. Seems like it would be a good side show for an Ellismania or a mini-Ellismania. Looking forward to that happening one day.

Your Mom’s taking the “All Natural” douching a little too far.

Today was a really special Wednesday because it was the return of World’s Greatest Wednesday! Ahh, I could almost hear the boners popping up through twitter as the words came out of Jason’s mouth. Today’s journey continued on yesterday’s conversations about giant African snails, and we strove to find out what is the World’s Greatest Way to Humiliate A Snail. If ever there were a topic to really bring out the nature of Ellisfam, apparently it is how to torture and humiliate armored slugs. Seriously, after today’s show I am pretty damn sure we have some serial killers listening to the show. The winners will be revealed on tomorrows show, but some of the highlights I can remember were:

• Plastering Offspring stickers on the shells
• Making them drunk drive
• Dunking over them and posterizing them
• Tie helium balloons to them and float them in the air
• Make a Snail Messiah, betray him and crucify him.
• Super Soaker filled with salt water

Fuck, there were a lot more than that. About 21 total I think. Probably should have wrote them down… I could always look through twitter and see some of the suggestions on there…

Adam Carolla was on the show today. They talked about radio and comedy, and how stand-up is more like being a magician instead of a warlock. You can pull off the tricks, but you don’t possess any real magic, because you plan it all out ahead of time. Carolla has trained in boxing a lot in his life and can throw down when need be. He told some stories about a time on Spring Break when he was drunk and wandering through other people’s beach houses. He wandered into one, looking for a beer, you know and the phone rang. Well, he picked it up and the dude on the other end got all pissy because he was calling a chick and said he was coming over to kick his ass. Adam Carolla is no pussy, so he said “Alright, I’ll be here.” So the guys came over, and they went outside and Carolla KO’d both of them. Red Dragons. And then another time, where some chick he was trying to get away from was talking shit and saying he hit her, so these 5 dudes all threatened to kick his ass. He said, alright, but he’ll only fight one of them. When he kicked that dude’s ass, he got smacked in the back of the knee with a baseball bat and had a bottle broken over his shoulder. The other four guys (at this point, we can just refer to them as pussies) jumped him and eventually overwhelmed him and beat him up, but not too bad, because as I mentioned, they were pussies. The baseball bat guy especially, because he was trying to take out Carolla’s bum knee he had just had surgery on. Anyway, some time passes and a friend of Carolla’s started knocking on his door when he was trying to finger blast a girl. Carolla answers the door, and his friend had the baseball bat pussy in a headlock, presenting him to Carolla. Carolla spared the man, though and apparently he flies planes now or some shit.

HOLLYWOOD NEWS: Rick Ross got dumped by Reebok for some line he had in one of his probably awful songs about date raping a chick. Serves him right. Russel Brand tried getting Tom Cruise for Scientology, but Cruise didn’t take the bait. Justing Bieber sl;dgpwouengewifvnsl;ivjsdmvegfvksjvemsc. Donald Trumps wife moisturizes their 7-year-old son with caviar moisturizer every night, and that kid needs to move out immediately if he wants to be saved. He needs to ditch his life and become a slum dog as soon as possible so that he can retain some sort of credibility for the rest of his life. Seriously, just live in the tunnels underneath New York and rise back up as a bad ass one man tin-drum band. I’d buy that dude’s record. Paul Hogan is filing a report to get 34 million dollars that was stolen from him by his financial advisor. With that 34 million I imagine he is going to buy the biggest barby you could throw an insane amount of shrimp on. Or he could buy a knife so large that you would never be able to doubt that it indeed, was a knife.

Dom had a new game today, and it was pretty fucking great to listen to. It took a bit of tweaking, but I’ll get to that. The basic rules of the game were to play a small audio clip of a Metallica song and the guys had to guess what James Hetfield was saying. What the guys were actually able to hear and attempt to translate was pretty fucking funny, and I never realized how inaudible some of Hetfield’s lyrics were. Things took a turn for Lil’ Bane when he put a clip on the CD that actually was not Metallica. I don’t know how new some of you are to the show, but you DO NOT fuck up something on Jason’s show when it comes to Metallica, because he is a massive fucking Metallica fan. So, bring on the shock collar! This is where the segment got fucking hysterical, because Dom’s reaction to getting shocked is possibly the greatest sound your radio can make. He flops all over, screams and slams into the wall all while staying in character as Lil’ Bane and saying “Mon.” I just want to pause a second and say how happy Dom’s Lil’ Bane character makes me. He never needs to be reminded to stay in character and while it seemed so lame at first, it is unexpectedly one of the funniest things I have heard on the show, ever. People can hate on the dude all they want, but the dude has drive, puts out a shit ton of effort and books guests like crazy.

Final calls was only about 15 minutes, but Tully pondered if it would be OK if he got a “Brown Pride” tattoo because even though he isn’t Messican, he is really proud of them and how far they have come. Mexicans really are proud of their shitty cars, and Ellis wants to live more like a Mexican because they seem happier with things that are shitty. I can just see the hydraulics on the THC Porsche now.

There has been a lot of snail talk lately on the show, and on this re-cap. I remember one time when I met a snail while I was walking up my driveway, I picked him up and tossed him over the fence into the backyard. The next day, I came home and found that the snail was still dead in the backyard because that is a dumb fucking joke and so is this one. Screw you, I’m tired asshole. You expected a snail trail joke about your mom? You’d like that wouldn’t you? Well everyone knows your mom leaves a snail trail wherever she goes. Every now and again she slimes her fat ass past enough dirt and dog shit and the friction rolls it all together and it festers and eventually the bacteria molds and grows enough to crawl away and start it’s own life and here you are reading this.

FUCK YEAH!!! It’s Tuesday, ya cunts!!! I hope you got those taxes in on time cause you’re gonna need the money for bail after we’re done partying!!! The Ellis show is gonna party too, all over your face and tits cause that’s how the fuck he rolls. Now, I can’t lie, I had a fucking busy morning and was half way through a pretty delicious burrito when I realized I needed to start writing this, so there’s a few details right at the beginning I missed, but the boys all seem to be in pretty good spirits, so it ain’t gonna be three grown ass men having a pity party all afternoon. Jude stopped by the way he often does on Tuesday, he seems to be having a pretty good time. He couldn’t make it to his show yesterday and got a bunch of shit for it on twitter. And of course, being the consummate professional he is, his answer was “OK, Fuck you.” Basically, he knows how hard he works for Shade45 and doesn’t really need your opinion of his work ethic, or your complaints about having to listen to Lord Sear, AKA StackCheddar. This is about the point he started venting about how StankCheddar is always falling asleep on the air, and breathing like a dying walrus on the mic, and how he’s gonna have a heart attack before his kids are old enough to be out of diapers. And how StraplessCheddar is always late and definitely hasn’t trademarked his name cause he’s irresponsible and if he was chasing you all you’d have to do is climb some stairs and wait him out for like ten minutes until he falls asleep again and then walk past him on your merry way. And how even Rawdog could probably beat ShankGouda at almost any physical activity, if only by way of endurance. And how you’re never gonna change anything unless you really fucking want it. Shout out, Jude, you’re right on all counts. This led to talk of how Lord Sear is probably slowly killing himself and SiriusXM is enabling him like a crackhead’s girlfriend who keeps letting him beat her up when he’s on a bender. OK, maybe not that extreme, but kind of. Do you hate the DMV like I hate the DMV? Well so does Rude Jude and everyone else on the Ellis show. That place is a shithole. But the one in Hollywood that they ll go to apparently has a really awesome fruit stand for while you’re waiting in line. Jude started talking about how to move the line along faster by sweet talking the hideous swamp creatures that work behind the counter at the DMV, and it almost sounds like a good idea, unless you’re a shitty liar, then you may be taken out back and drawn and quartered by the four horsemen of the Department of Motor Vehicles. At this point, Jude had to leave, but he made note that Sear is on fucking watch now, and that his shit ain’t gonna be flying much longer, but it’s all out of love.

“…HOLD ME CLOSER TINY DAAAAANNNNCCCEEEEERRRR…”

I don’t know why, but I can’t help singing along with Elton John. Fucking classic if you ask me. Anyways, after the break we came back to hear that kids these days are fucking idiots. I guess the new big thing is to snort condoms and run them through your mouth like that old mental floss trick the carnival people used to do with a piece of spaghetti. So yeah, say what you want about terrorists or abortions or gay marriage or godlessness, but the world is doomed because we don’t take these kids out back and bust their heads over a rock when their born, like in the old days. But on to more important matters, the guys got a call from Christmas Abbot, the bodybuilding first female pit crew member of NASCAR. The guys got to chat with her about the trials and tribulations of super fast tire changes and lifting heavy shit. Christmas owns her own crossfit gym in Raleigh (not sure which one, there’s a few Raleigh’s). She also got rejected by the US military when she was 18, but then got in later and did some awesome shit for America that had nothing to do with people turning left for 5 and a half hours. The guys had a good back and forth about shit that goes fast, and being fit as a mother fucker and how it’s not always good to start fights with people. And how even in NASCAR, steroids are bad. Especially if you want to remain looking like a girl, which is pretty important sometimes, like when you have a vagina. There was more talk about crossfit, which I’m still not sure what it is so I wasn’t paying too much attention, and how she’s really not the first or only pit crew member in NASCAR that has tits, and how Christmas Abbot is kind of an awesome chick, and she definitely sounds like it. So, shout out. After they got off the phone with Christmas, there was some diet talk about how gluten is the devil’s feces and chefs are mostly assholes, especially at trendy chain restaurants in southern California, and how the only way to know exactly what you’re getting is if you grew it and killed it yourself. And then, it got in to talk of Rawdog unleashing locusts from his pants, and I gotta say that sounds like a great opening line. Just start singing MachineHead’s “Unto the Locust” and whip your dick around while a plague is unleashed from your drawers. Hell, I’d like to see my girlfriend do that, shit would be a game changer. This topic all started because Tully read some news about giant fucking rat sized snails that are slowly but surely rotting away at Florida (Almost like a biblical pestilence against this countries nut sack) and these things are just raising all kinds of hell. Personally, I could give a fuck, cause Florida is a shit hole and we keep getting weird news from them that reduces my faith in humanity on a daily basis, so GO MUTANT FUCKING ASSHOLE SNAILS!!! When they win, I’m guessing the land will be a matter for the snails and the gators to sort out. Gonna be an awesome made for TV movie, I’m sure. This led the guys to start thinking up the super hero team they would start to combat the snails, it was a pretty good brainstorming session, with Rawdog getting fucked up on sleeping pills and walking around in black face smashing shit with a golf club and everybody throwing salt on everything like you were trying to get a tax write off for making it rain on bitches (Remember that story about The Game from a few weeks back? Good, so you get the joke. Let’s move on…) Our illustrious producer Herpes Stroke Face actually called the Florida university department of entomology to get some insight on just how this epidemic is playing out. Basically, the siege has already begun and the fight has been going for about a year and a half. Our future snail masters have been putting up a good fight though, they breed like jack rabbits and can live as long as nine years, and yes, humanity is fucked. But the human resistance is doing their best to stay ahead of the curve, developing new poison baits like BEER!!! Which has been the cause of the rise and downfall of so many people and civilizations, so maybe we just need to party with these snails until everyone is too shitfaced to think clearly and let the cross species bar fight that ensues be the true decider in this situation. However, Ellis and the guys are holding strong to the superhero idea, so maybe we’ll get to see Tussin Wolf live in action breaking shit off in the sidelines wearing a golf suit while Beer man and Snail man handle the whole thing. Some fucking tosser called in to say he would help with baiting the snails by sitting in the middle of the street getting drunk to lure them with the sweet smell of a 24 pack of Natural Ice. More people called in to confirm that Florida is gonna be swallowed up by snail trails in a matter of weeks, and that Beer man and the crew are desperately needed. Hopefully, the boys can get it sorted out.

HOLLYWOOD MOTHER FUCKING NEWS!!! Rumors have been circulating that Ozzy and Sharon Osbourne have gotten separated, and recently Ozzy got on Facebook to admit that for the last year and a half he’s been drinking and getting high again, but the last month and a half he’s been staying off it.Him and Sharon are giving each other a little space, but by no means are they getting divorced. Coolio is getting some heat cause he may or may not have pushed his girlfriend to the floor and punched her in the face then brought his other girlfriend home and snatched up his kid, bounced out the house and hit the first girlfriend with his car. It truly is a gangsta’s paradise sometimes. And that’s all of it. Glad that Hollywood is keeping everything mellow this week. However, there is some BREAKING NEWS, Tracy McGready is gonna be wearing number one on whatever new team he signed with, sorry I don’t follow basketball, so I wasn’t paying attention when Rawdog announced the trade earlier. The guys started talking about the new Evil Dead movie for a bit, and how it seems to be the movie that Sam Raimi really wanted to make in the first place. It was a fucking awesome too, and I saw it opening weekend, so I know it was a fucking gore fest and one of the few scary movies that makes my skin crawl. Ellis also responded to a fan email about some of the rape jokes that have been floating around the show lately. He understands that it’s a touchy subject for a lot of people, and that working on the edge of comedy means you’re gonna piss some people off, but he wanted to honestly let everyone know that there’s no justification to make what he said OK, and that he is sorry for any hurt he may have caused because he does appreciate all the fans that have kept him going and wouldn’t ever wish any real harm upon them, especially not in that way because he’s been there himself and it’s the kind of thing that’ll scar a person for life. After that, we had the triumphant return of WORLD’S GREATEST GUITAR RIFFS!!! This is gonna be another one of those opinions and assholes segments, I would probably put together a very different list of greatest riffs and declare my own winner as a three way tie between probably ten or fifteen different songs. However, the guys gave their version and it was entertaining to hear everyone’s opinion of what good music is. There were a few kind of surprising and completely non guitar riffs as well. ‘Twas an epic showdown of some of the best in music from the last four decades. And a bunch of people called in to say that Rawdog was an idiot, and that’s usually pretty entertaining.

So, some people in Michigan happened to notice that a FUCKING 6YEAR OLD KID was driving erratically and blockaded the little bastard before he fucked anything up too bad. His story as to why he took the car? Well, first he was on his way to get some Chinese food, but when the cops asked him he said he was on his way to the dealership to fix a couple dings he put in it when he smacked a stop sign. Shout out to that kid, I wasn’t nearly that proactive about anything at that age, I just wanted to watch cartoons. This got the guys talking about how sweet it would be to have a demolition derby of six year old kids in big old 1970’s Cadillacs, which I would be really into watching. And how they would be the new crazy drug addicted grown up child stars. Now THAT would be the kind of celebrity gossip I would want to follow. But enough about that, it’s FUCKING JEW MUSIC ooops, fuck that probably wasn’t cool, that’s my grandpa talking, sorry folks, NEW MUSIC TUESDAY!!! First waste of human life PSY has given us a follow up to Gangnam Style called “Gentlemen”and it’s a fucking dirty needle full of shitty heroin cut with AIDS and leprosy. After that we heard Ghostface Killa dropping a new concept album called 12 Reasons to Die, and it was exactly the kind of quality you would expect from a Wu-Tang side project. Fallout Boy returned even though they should have stayed fucked off into obscurity, and they have a new album for all the thirteen year old girls to have their periods to. Ghost BC is a Swedish Metal band that started off very epic with some choir singing hymns of our dark lord and savior BEELZEBUB and then breaking into a bit of the typical euro metal stuff with the choir continuing to sing over it. Major Laser is some shitty super collaborator that dropped another club hit with all the other more famous DJ’s that is great if you plan on stuffing 25 ecstasy pills up your urethra and pissing a rainbow all over some guys prostate. Problem and Yamsu are two guys from my neck of the woods who are taking the reins of what used to be hyphy that is now called trap and it was exactly the kind of shit I would expect from the shitty rappers that I see hawking their $2 demos over by the train station. K.E.N. Mode is a Canadian metal band, so you know they’re totally friendly with their animal sacrifice and mutilation, but they actually sounded half decent, definitely listenable if you like metal or hardcore. After that was the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, being all emo and lesbian as they’re known to do, but I like lesbians and they’ve got an actual style and play their instruments, so I can’t talk too much shit. Next we’ve got one of my personal favorites and a member of the Battleaxe Warriors (That’s right, Swollen Members and Madchild’s crew, which I’m also a part of) named Slaine and his new album the Boston Project, this shit is not like the shit they play on the radio, it’s actually good, so go buy it you fucks. After far too long, we FINALLY HAVE A NEW UGLY KID JOE ALBUM and it was not the kind of worthless shite that most other hair metal bands that should have hung it up years ago are putting out. Next up we got some Steve Earl giving us another album full of bluesy old timey country music that I generally avoid like herpes. And Willie Nelson dropped a covers album, which I’ll give him credit for just for being the guy he is, but I still don’t want to hear any more country SO KNOCK IT THE FUCK OFF RAWDOG! Finally, Rawdog’s pick of the week which was put on hold so the guys could try and force the dog to play some of the new Skid Row minus Sebastian Bach album and it was actually acceptable, much more so than Ugly Kid Joe. Then, we got Rawdog’s pick of the week, which was the new Flaming Lips single which I could honestly give a fuck about because they never did anything too interesting to me. It’s the kind of shit you would listen to while a sort of frumpy chick with incredibly oversized glasses gives you a really awkward blowjob while you’re painting and smoking clove cigarettes on a balcony in some really trendy neighborhood in New York but you’re totally not satisfied with the blowjob because life is so pointlessand society is entirely fractured, or y’know, whatever you write in your journal when you’re not snorting coke that you bought with student loan money off of it. Sad news for NFL fans, Pat Summerall passed away. And some asshole tried to mail some poison to a U.S. Senator, so keep your eyes open next time you’re at the post office. After all that we got some final calls about some shit that people think and trying to revive some dead jokes from earlier in the day, all in all a good wind down for an entertaining afternoon.

Since I was very young, I’ve always had a dream that one day I would be so successful that I could wipe my ass with hundred dollar bills. And my mom told me “HAHAHAHAHAAAAAHAAHHAHAAHAHAHAHA Fuck that I’ve seen you, you’re fucked! You’ll be lucky if you’re legal to live by yourself when you’re grown up” and I told that bitch “I know you’re making a whole lot off all that dick you been sucking, and I’m sure your dad wouldn’t be too happy to hear about that” And that was the first thousand dollars I ever earned, but certainly not the last.

Red Dragons mother fuckers ,,rr,