Hanging Chad
A coworker tipped me off to a hanging treat in the vending machine, and being the
scavenger i am jumped quickly at the opportunity to leave my desk and get into some
mischief.
Hanging Chad
A coworker tipped me off to a hanging treat in the vending machine, and being the
scavenger i am jumped quickly at the opportunity to leave my desk and get into some
mischief.
Lucky or not, number 13 is in the can! Like it or not, we’ve put out another show ON TIME!
In this weeks show we regale you with our good times at bars that resulted in blatant disregard for decency with some thievery peppered in, we find out Brad has never seen the classic film from our childhood ‘Willow’, re-discover our lack of respect for each other, create new reality television, weigh in on [and forget many] new hosts for classic game shows, and we even discuss duck genitals for good measure…oh yeah and we leave you with another awful visit from Mr. Tom leykis.
We feature three songs from the band ‘Prizzy Prizzy Please’ around 50 min, 90 min, and right at the very end if you’d like to scan through.
Clink, Drink, and Think…it’s all here for ya.
Oh yeah…some links i think you might enjoy:
It’s that time again kiddos! Hope Oh-Ten is serving y’all well, it’s been doing a number on the downinthewell crew believe that!
We’re back in action, and, in my humble opinion, this may be one of the best shows we’ve done [not to mention the longest! Stick through to the end people, the second half is definitely where it all comes together.]. We take care to shout out to a few important people, a special guest graces our presence, discuss the finer intricacies of vandalism [www.whoisjohnscott.com], indulge ourselves in the fantasy of a Russian bride [www.behappy2day.com – miss quoted about a hundred and thirty times as just ‘behappy.com’…which to my knowledge will get you no bride of any kind], play and discuss one of our favorite bands The Hustlers [myspace.com/thehustlersfunk] and give them a ridiculous amount of air time, football predictions for the upcoming Superbowl, forget Roger Clemens name while discussing steroid abuse and whiny Mark McGwire….a whole lot of drunk near the end…whole lot of.
Remember, if you are using a mac be sure to download Firefox and listen to us through that…our interface is delusional and doesn’t recognize the existence of the Safari browser.
Tell your friends about the show…send us some of your music if you’re in a band and hear it on MummRat Radio! Download us! Stream us in your dorm rooms! Pipe us through the air ducts! DO IT!!!!
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Have a nice day
AB
The wait is over, and addressed as so in the latest episode [and the last one until next year!]. We are excited to have relocated to a new studio/living space/love dungeon/glory hole and back up to our old antics of producing shows and publishing them way late!
We do a 2009 recap [which basically means we’ve combed through our old notes and re-discuss everything we’ve discussed in previous shows – and make some half ass attempts at predictions for 2010 – I’m sorry, I just can’t make predictions for the year until I’m currently living in that year…so maybe more of that next time around]…we squeezed a short song in there by the band Toys That Kill called ‘Bomb Sniffing Dogs’ while everyone breaks for cigarettes.
Interesting queries for those of you with the internet in this show, so if you know any of the answers to our questions go ahead and leave us a message…you can be sure we haven’t had the motivation to discover them ourselves!
Tell us your resolutions and whether or not you’ll keep them. Then we’ll probably make real resolutions and see how long we can actually stick with it.
Until next year! Merry everything and have a safe and happy other stuff!
Peace
AB
I never understood the point of running around your car at a stop light in the middle of traffic, and outside of general debauchery never thought there really was one.
Until the other day when I discovered this just isnโt the case.