me and my dad make models of clipper ships
i like clipper ships because they are fast
clipper ships sail in the ocean
clipper ships never sail in rivers or lakes
clipper ships have lots of sails and are made out of wood
http://media.blubrry.com/timefortheshow/p/hypercubelaboratory.com/podcasts/0105TFTS20180129.mp3 Podcast: Play in new window | Download Subscribe: Apple Podcasts | Android | Email | Google Podcasts | Stitcher | TuneIn | RSS | More With Faux coming down with Super AIDS and Fidd still DEAD from Super AIDS, It’s up to Reverand Peas to run the show. Luckily, he has the HyperCOMM filled […]
Doktor Faux slinks back into the studio after last week’s fiery fiasco to have a one-on-one, heart-to-heart, dashes-and-hyphens chat with Reverand peas. Most of the show discusses how we have progressed from “coming up with next week’s show” to “reviewing how bad the show is already”.
You are going to SHIT YOUR FACE when you hear this episode. This week’s magic phrase is “Nariff Nariff Barungaroo”. Doktor/Engineer/Doktor Faux is running the show from Hypercube HQ all by his lonesome while Fidd Chewley calls in from Tampa and Reverand [sic] peas [sic] calls in from his desert hidey-hole. The hosts attempt to play a new game, “That’s Racist”, but peas has to be a crybaby about the rules, so the game is abandoned in favor of the tried-and-true game, “Is It a Band”. The militantism of tennis ball-boys and executive chefs is explained. Fidd Chewley wins the Kenny Floyd Memorial Award for most drunken podcruster. The entire second hour of the show is spent speculating on what kind of dress what’s-her-tits is going to wear to the royal wedding.