We’re back, and in grand Luke and Posey style. This episode is all about porn, smut, filth, pornography, filth, smut, and porn. Also, porno. And to top it all off, we talk to a real porn star! No foolin!
So join us as we share our porn pasts and breathe heavily into the microphones, won’t you? Oh, you will. I can smell it. Mmmmm. Musky.
Hey, let’s all pretend it’s 1 month ago today. Ok, got that vision in your head? Great. I’m proud to announce, part 2 of the show you just listened to… TODAY. And if you haven’t listened to part 1 yet, 7 out of 8 dentists highly recommend that you do so. And you should stop grinding your teeth.
Now, everyone… let’s dance!
HEY! Where you been, guys? What’s that? You’ve been what? Wading? Oh, waiting? For what? A new show? OHHHHHHH. I see now. You just come around when we got new shows to hand out, huh. Uh huh. Well, here’s a big fat show for you bloodthirsty hounds. I hope you’re happy. CUZ WE ARE! Ha ha, I tricked you into thinking I was all, “Uh huh”… and you were probably all like, “No he is not”. Good times.
But much better than that brief yet comical paragraph is the actual show, people! We got the world-famous MC Meat Sweats of Posey’s Pride up in this bitch for an epically awesome hour of entertainment.
Forever Your Love,
Luke and Posey
Po-Funk is back in this mutha fucka wit dis new track YO! Featuring guest M.C. Meat Sweats!
Yep, that Don Henley. Uh huh. From The Beagles. Surprised? Confused? Bewildered, or poco desconcertado? Just wait until you hear the song. Don’t worry, we’ll explain everything on the next show. Until then, enjoy the song the way it was meant to be sung. In American.
El burrito es muy delicioso!
El burrito es muy delicioso!
Donde esta mi genitalio?
Donde esta mi genitalio?
Muy bien, estudiantes, muy bien.
This was supposed to be a short impromptu show to say hello to a few listeners and supporters, and you know what? We almost pull it off. Somehow we digress into such topics as inappropriate 80s TV shows, a new product that is literally pouncing off the shelves (onto unsuspecting women who say they weren’t asking for it), the occasional fart bubble, the reason we should all be called “African Americans”; and, we receive a phone call from Tyler that sounds suspiciously different from the rest of the show. Plus, we forget to mention a whole bunch of people. Fortunately, our failure is at least marginally funny.
P.S. Yes, we know her name was Topanga. Just another brick in the fail-wall.
We’re back, and Bucko’s with us, so how can we possibly go wrong? Don’t answer that, young AquaKnight, because the answer is “CANNOT”. This is the best show ever. And we’re not just talking about our show. We’re talking about ALL shows. Other shows should probably just play this show over their show, and go have a snack while they listen and learn a few things. A nice danish would go beautifully.
And hey, if you didn’t notice, I posted 5 songs from this very show to the Bits page, so please, have your way with them.
When you leave your baby for a ham sandwich, we’re afraid it’s all downhill from there. Thanks Bucko for the kickass original guitar. And Posey for the rest.
It was just a matter of time before a major recording artist recorded a song using many of the popular “Web 2.0″ brand names and lingo. Unfortunately for that major recording artist, this 3rd-rate comedy podcast did it first. And quite well, I might add. Thanks Bucko.
Here are the lyrics, with corresponding links, in case you don’t know wtf is going on.
Romance 2.0
VERSE:
Girl, I can’t shut my googly eyes,
You’re so fine I can’t help but look.
And imagine your hand, grabbing my d*ck like a pen,
and writing all in your face book.
CHORUS:
Girl you know I dig you
Cause you’re so delicious
Wanna stumble upon you
While you’re doing the dishes
Gonna turn you around
and stick it in, ya-hoo
I’m makin a mess in
Your kitchen and your cooch
PHONE:
P:Hello?
L:Hey, you know that girl you poked last week?
P:Yeah?
L:I’m thinking of poking her later, got any suggestions?
P:I know one thing that gets her all a-twitter…
L:Oh yeah? What’s that?
P:Flick ‘er nipple.
L:Flick ‘er nipple?
P:Flick ‘er nipple.
L:Thanks dude. Ya know, you’re one of my, like, top 8 friends.
VERSE:
Girl, I must confess,
You might say “You too big”
But I assure you there’s no need to fret it.
You just relax your throat
You can trust me, because I wrote
The Book of Love and then I went and I read it.
