Friday, April 6, 2012

The Plot Clots



"The Plot Clots": Today we discuss how pointless psychology classes are, pooping methodology, Colin Firth's yumminess, The Raven, sports, double-standards in relationships, putting up a ceiling fan, and so much more! Listen and let us know!

EXPLICIT LANGUAGE: be forewarned that at least one of us swears, and it feels so good. When it happens, close your eyes and picture a different CareBear.

1 comment:

  1. Speaking of traffic lights, I live 5 miles from my job. Five miles. That's it. It takes me 20 minutes to get there. This is a combination of at least one traffic light every half mile or so, and a maximum speed limit ranging from 35 to 40 depending on where I am on this particular road. Houston may be huge, but they have freeways, and you can get to places without driving across the entire town every time.

    What kind of microphone are you guys using? It sometimes sounds like Steven is laughing in an empty asylum. Please don't pet me, we've done that enough.

    Thanks for the Hello. It made my afternoon.

    Also, everytime I listen to this show I am reminded of how much I miss Steven.

    To alieviate your pooping woes Steven: http://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/s72w9/please_explain_how_to_thoroughly_wipe_my_hairy/c4bn22c . How about in the next episode we not discuss your poops? Animals squat! NOT ME. I AINT IS NOT AN ANIMAL. I AINT COMED UP FROM THE MONKEYS.

    You got a kindle and paid for a Jane Austen novel?

    All of Steven's relationship stories so far are about people I don't know, or do know but didn't know they lived in Spivey during the time of Dave Sweeten.

    Awkward Steven Story -> When I met him he was sitting under a stairwell in my dorm. He no longer lived there. Just made it to the Chaz's mom story. Mine is no longer that awkward.

    I love June Bugs. As much as I want to move back to Texas, I am really excited that there are far fewer mosquitos in Nebraska.

    Steven, no necromancy.

    Chicken Nuggets are not better than barbecue. No way, no how. You're doing it wrong.

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