A 'cast wherein a Canadian and I discuss the gaming community, rape as jokes, and playing MOBAs. …

A 'cast wherein a Canadian is present and wonderful. We discuss the XBone and how absolutely atrocious it is. Also other video game related stuff. …

A 'cast wherein it's the hundredth episode and it's all just a long diatribe on how one weekend in March fucking sucked. …

A 'cast wherein development is arrested and spoilers are many. It turns out that bionic dolphins are liars and sneaks and Walt Disney World is a center for childish enjoyment and happiness until about 5 PM. …

A 'cast wherein ALLEN LARGE is in danger! We self-plug and that's ridiculous. Bandfest is coming up and who really cares? We show concern for each other due to phriendship, like how the lathe bangery goes and also The Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion's poolness and birthdays. Then it's my favorite time: Storytime. We recieve our first guest caller and end with some singery and guitarery. Anamanaguchi has tunes in this episode because they are awesome. …

A 'cast wherein there is passion. The Antisocial Brigand got some cool stuff at Disney World and wants everyone to know for some reason, then he discusses his Twitter girlfriend. The dog has allergies and is annoying, yet again! We answer your questions, forum nation! But then we quickly realize that the internet, as a whole, sucks. However, Gunther does not suck and is quite erotic with his mustache and mullet. Music is by the erotic and lustful Gunther. …

A 'cast wherein there aren't boroughs. We discuss the life and times of being a doctor and going to Warshington. We continue with other strange midwest bullshit and language. Afterward there is some ridiculous notion of planes, trains and kingsmootmobiles. Who hoards money and who pisses it away? You decide! Apparently we're going to be taking care of a weird hairless cat and someone's excited about it. Also included is the fact that all doctors are medical doctors without exception. And then there's the degradation of magic, which is as depressing as it sounds. Music in this episode is by Vacations. …

A 'cast wherein I'm on vacation. The Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion's life consists of three things: Surprise moves, no sleep and work woes. We suss out the differences between facetious and sarcasm, answer fanmail and decide that pre-flight bullshit is balls. Some racism manages to be quaint, here's an example. Then more fture plans that probably won't happen. Music is by Nightmares on Wax. …

A 'cast wherein I don't cut absolutely everything for some reason... TROMS... Music for this episode was made by the wonderful Seven Fields of Aphelion. …

A 'cast wherein the Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion's life is "ugh". A story about mouthpunching is regailed after the incredibly old Antisocial Brigand was lied to. Tales of Podcast Future Passed. You can't escape trains, they's all over the damn place. Speaking of places, there is a piece placed about places where a place is placed and that is good. Episode music is by Band of Horses. …

A 'cast wherein the LOOV Trilogy is completed. A brief explanation about how The Antisocial Brigand hates absolutely everything he does and is apparently bad at anatomy but not really. The Faux Pas comes up and quickly subsides into more talk about pizza and unrelated chicanery. We are sung out by someone that is bad at singing. Episode music provided by the pillows. …

A 'cast wherein future plans are discussed again but will prove to be fruitless. Hypotheticals are discussed and almost immediately dismissed. We lay out bare the risks of sperm, thumbs up butts and male genites. And then finish out the episode with big cities and failure, the danger of douches at work, and hemophobia. Music is by Cut Off Your Hands, you should really pay attention to these wonderful Kiwis. …

A 'cast wherein there was a Game of Trivia and someone accrued victory. How do car colors define the race of the person driving it? If anyone registers Squeedlyboop.com we're going to have some difficulties in our relationship. GRUNTs and Europe are boring as fuck, apparently. People seem to freak the Antisocial Brigand out quite a bit, we'll explain. And the first entry from The Journal takes place. Then a cat meows at the end. Music is by Sunfold in this episode. …

A 'cast wherein Jews and bros are exodusing the fuck out of this piece, maybe. Snow was shat north of the Mason-Dixon and dudes are shoveling slash handicapped. The Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion updates us on his car title woes. Jewcob gets mad but is still the light of our lives and the holder of the heel. Working out is a disappointment and gross things happen at this point. A blackm'n is retained (not in the bad way) and is a pretty cool guy. We end with the Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion's hopes and dreams and he sings us out again, which is always a treat! Music is by Javelin this time. …

A 'cast wherein people want to buy guns from the Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion. We discuss a latent blackm'n and how we totally aren't racist, you honkeys. Macklemore and Lewis are fun and everything, but, seriously, come on. Really? Someone went to another Minus the Bear concert or whatever and has to blab incessantly about it and then might be movin' Californey Way, but probably not. Food comes up again, because food is a thing that happens sometimes. And we cap the episode by realizing that drawing ponies loses pretty much all of its charm when you're a 27 year old man. …

A 'cast wherein Wiferton Gooms and The Antisocial Brigand eat cake and talk about inane bullshit like dating and dungeons and dragons. At least we don't LARP. Oh, and, you get a song at the end! And at the beginning! It's Passion Pit's 'I'll Be Alright', just so you know. …

A 'cast wherein The Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion shares with us a sad story of love, loss and pizza. It is a chilling and riveting tale that is punctuated by a question of how he 'bates. We're getting used to our new schedule which involves being tested for drugs because, you know, that's a thing. The Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion has to deal with a bunch of bureaucratic bullshit and getting sued. We discuss workout bidness and then we aren't sung out because someone's a giant bitch. …

A 'cast wherein Grahf and The Antisocial Brigand bullshit about video games. Like how apparently the Naruto fighting games aren't literally the worst thing ever. Games are, in fact, a social pasttime and Path of Exile is certainly a thing. A rambling on about Jim Sterling and Alien: Colonial Marines. The first ten minutes of any game is bullshit barring very few exceptions. And then a lengthy rant about DmC: Devil May Cry finishes out the episode. …

A 'cast wherein Wiferton Gooms geeks out about animus for a while and audio quality is kind of messed up since the Antisocial Brigand doesn't know how to set up equipment properly. …

A 'cast wherein the Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion has news! Also this shit's live as hell, or at least as close to it as we can get it. The Antisocial Brigand disucsses future plans for the podcast and how Craig Ferguson ain't shit. Music then becomes a thing, and we plug lots of stuff. The Antisocial Brigand is going on the Paleo Diet, except totally not, but whatever, it's not important. …

A 'cast wherein there are secrets and words that are impossible to say, but then we get bored and eat candy and walk around and shit. Then come to the conclusion that walking is for tryhards so we sit down again. Wiferton Gooms is out there feeding the neighborhood and the cat will not stand by that lightly. In a Ragecast exclusive expose it is revealed that Once Upon A Time is a dumb TV show because it does not include Figment or gay dragons. Big ol' boobies are important to life and granny's off getting jungle fever somewhere. …

A 'cast wherein the Huhottening commences and the discussion of racial epithets and frustration comes about. Caramel bits might be hard if they are frozen, I guess? We implore employees to know about their goddamn jobs, please. The Grahf Laugh is apparently a thing now, maybe for marketing it should be called the Grahf Lahf. Black Ops 2 is bullshit, but The Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion doesn't do much else, though. A little story about awesome boobs that is somehow related to Facebook profile pictures of cartoon girls. Then The Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion sings us out. …

A 'cast wherein there is talk of broken English and fuckin' on an industrial lathe. Shit's real chill. Shit's real mellow. …

A 'cast wherein we kick off the new year with something so depressing that it just has to be fattening and cream filled. TROMS... …

A 'cast wherein there's a finale of a long, long conversation and then also some drinking or whatever. …

A 'cast wherein y'all should come on down since there's more conversation than you can shake a gawl dern stick at! …

A 'cast wherein there's gambling and sex talk and there is still boozeahol in the vicinity. …

A 'cast wherein a new guy is established and there is boozeahol in the vicinity. …

A 'cast wherein the Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion talks about music for once in his goddamn life. Also sleep schedules and how fucked they are. We discover that people "like" us and that the Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion's job-type is boring, except for possibly dat Asian guy. Wreck-It Ralph is fucking amazing and go see it. The Boss GT-6 (plugplugplug) is discussed at length and we finish the episode with Rage Recipes (theme music pending(?)). …

A 'cast wherein Wiferton Gooms and The Antisocial Brigand talk about boobs for ten minutes. Then we describe a train of thought. Afterwords we regale you, the listener, with Tales of Shopping asnd The Aura of Anger. We remember Swahili insults and then Wiferton goes off on some Italian bitch. It's a good waste of a half an hour. …

A 'cast wherein Lady Gaga is still The Worst, however Wendy's and Wreck-It Ralph more than make up for that blight upon popular culture and modern art. Reddit has finally validated my existence, but I still scorn them for hurting our dear Grahf. Also, internet: What do? Then boobs. Minnesota for Marriage banned The Antisocial Brigand for general antisocial behavior. Then boobs. Also, The Hearty, Never-Say-Die companion having a job is a thing that may be multiplying. Lastly, our first viewer(?) mail! …

A 'cast wherein the Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion is jobhas! And some other guy was working dat Rock of Ages where Jarrett is a giant cunt, dudes grabbin' dudes is kind of hot and dudes lookin' like Ghouls is not. Also, WoW is a thing for some reason and then a shoop gets discussed. After that, a fond farewell to TROMS who will probably get raped to death while in the navy. RIP 1989-2012. …

A 'cast wherein we rage because the Ren Faire turned out to be kind of lame. But whatever, there was a fat Link and that was okay. People who smoke are often entitled and shitty. The Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion's job interview was postponed, and The Antisocial Brigand's boss is being a fucking prick. However, Wendy's is awesome and we diverge into Food Grumps. A short installment in Tales of Not So New Guy is relayed and we end the episode with the first of one installment of Votin' Guys. …

A 'cast wherein The Full Manpile comes back and ignores the obvious joke since this is the sixty-ninth episode. TROMS... …

A 'cast wherein a wallet is found! The Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion is making progress towards mediocrity and also discovering some G Spirits. Reddit was surprisingly not terrible when we recorded this, that has changed since. Being a CNC Machinist is apparently a thing that can happen, much like kids being The Worst. Memories of Marietta commense, even though it wasn't really that incredible. An extended tangent on shirt bleaching takes up a bunch of the back half of this episode, we finally get on with our original plan of crafting fake businesses and the Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion thinks up a wonderful new product. …

A 'cast wherein there is even more drinking and the ever popular subject of eggs rears its gorgeous head. …

A 'cast wherein one is rage and the other is not-so-rage, and we continue on from there. Beards are discussed shortly, as the rebeardening commences, and the Crowdlion is resuscitated. Everything sucks, including Reddit which is complained about quite vocerferously, suddenly some hairy boobs are possibly discovered. More jobshits and complains about jobshits and how Bored-rlands is probably The Worst, along with other gaymz and Pokermunz. College is ranted about and then the air poundings of animals and other such nonsense. …

A 'cast wherein some faggot rambles on for, like, a half an hour about basically nothing and then a not-so-faggot stews and festers about a terrible shit-ass week. …

A 'cast wherein current events are discussed shortly and then ignored to make way for the creation of horrible sex acts you can perform with your loved one. TROMS and Grahf try their hand at reading randomly generated erotica resulting in obvious sexiness. The Antisocial Brigand reminisces about porn of days past and then the shocking finale! …

A 'cast wherein a wiferton returns to share new pick up lines, a pony rival and boning in the winter time. Then we spend the following twenty minutes rambling on about the adventures around and in Dubuque, like getting there in two hours, and Ashley the Roulette Queen, a neat grand entrance, The Two Gays, Mario cosplay, vagina flowers, Christian Heavy Metal being a thing and Fiancé Peter the Leper and wrap it up with some LOLitics. …

A 'cast wherein we got some spadonk in there for ya. We discuss an old game that causes vicarious fury and how Reddit is not good. Shitty radio music gets brough up which somehow leads into Frankie MacDonald, who is a prince. Lots of talk about bewks and bewk related topics, like how we think Tolkein is a hack and that hardcover is hard. Furries are creepy, just figured we'd throw that one out there. It is decided that Apple, as a company, is not delicious, nor golden. And we wrap it up by getting all sexy with some erotic fiction. …

A 'cast wherein we be pluggin' dat Gram Grimps and DayZ and Glitch and gamin' and gamers and gaming gamers gamifying game-o-trons! Also artsy people not being artsy and the corollary. Then there's a lengthy discussion on Minus the Bear and apathy and buttlove and reticence. More bands that are obscure show up somehow and then we describe the Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion's skills for his resume. At the end there's some talk of expensive crap and who really cares? …

A 'cast wherein dudes jerk off on MEAD notebooks for some reason. We discuss why the Chik-fil-a hoopla was more fiasco than benefit and how no one should really give a shit. Then the Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion loses some blood. Movies are considered not very good and poor ideas begin to crystallize. The Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion reads from his book Job Woes and Other Malarkey. There's a music bridge and then The Antisocial Brigand relays passages from his thesis Considering Athens: The Collected Failed Aspirations. …

A 'cast wherein everything is infuriating. Like losing weight. And cats. And dogs. And incompetent line producers. And dumb people. And liars. And Reddit, which is apparently a thing. Other things happened that were not as stupid, although less frequent in occurance. …

A 'cast wherein there is no intro because those were a dumb idea and instead the antisocial brigand and his hearty, never-say-die companion decide that movies are dumb and bad unless they are not. A wild Greg Proops appeared and existed at the antisocial brigand for a fraction of a second. The hearty, never-say-die companion thinks that the antisocial brigand's mancousin is hot which then somehow segues into dieting and working out conversations or whatever. Then we stomp 'em in the nutz? NOPE. Maybe discuss some future plans? NOPE. And it all circles around to Nicky Cage, who is gross. …

A 'cast wherein the resident Inglushmin is procured and the sickly sweet smell of cybersex lingers in the air. The forgeign dignitary joins the HMS Navy Reacharound and pals around in a Nice place. We discuss the theft of signs, producing a caper of Carmen Sandiegoan statures. Cunts about in Inglund and we finish up with the perception of nations. …

A 'cast wherein a guest is retained and we talk about gamestuff like crazy because that's the kind of stuff we do on this podcast, interrupt the natural flow and do different stuff. Off the top we talk about some lady whose name we cannot pronounce and her Kickstarter project. Then there's some Lollipop Chainsaw commentary followed by the realization that everyone is stereotyped and horribly characterized in video games. We also say "Yeah" a lot and then finish out the episode by rambling about a bunch of unrelated topics and then decide to stop embarassing ourselves. …

A 'cast wherein we're keepin' up with things! The English are deemed liars and dongs, as are doctortypes. We ask how babby is formed, as it is an important question. The Antisocial Brigand is lookin' all like a heroin addict as he reminisces on the good old days when webcams had 1 pixel resolutions. We talk about food some more 'cause 'MERIKA! Movies are dumb and bad because of a FUCKING BEACH HORSE! We're having some fun for once and then Jacob and 3D movies happened, both of which are The Worst. But we all know that feel, bro...…

A 'cast wherein a globetrotter continues to regale us with tales of their adventures in the land of the Incas.…

A 'cast wherein a globetrotter regails us with tales of their adventures in the land of the Incas.…

A 'cast wherein the manpile fractures and shit gets real, but then they make up. TROMS...…

A 'cast wherein we look back on a history of dumbness.…

A 'cast wherein we look back on a history of dumbness.…

A 'cast wherein we look back on a history of dumbness.…

A 'cast wherein we look back on a history of dumbness.…

A 'cast wherein we look back on a history of dumbness.…

A 'cast wherein the manpile compares stupid shit from popular culture and other every day affairs. TROMS...…

A 'cast wherein the glorious manpile returns. Then burrito. Then pantsassins. Then screenplay. TROMS... …

A 'cast wherein there is a glorious manpile. Let the games begin! Later! DISAPPOINTED! We discuss being The Richest Man and how the French are despised. TROMS...…

A 'cast wherein there is Drinking: The Sequel.…

A 'cast wherein secrets are discovered. Trains are no big deal and Dwarf House exists. We discuss Little Five Points and how Wawful Hawz was nixed. Plane rides are weird for reasons. Future Podplans are relayed. Stone Mountain is a thing and chili dog burritos are a secret success. The Quest for the Revered Tub o' Cheesecake. Magic cards are everywhere in the wild. Bleached shirts bedizened in ponies are contemplated and we rep dat station.…

A 'cast wherein we are not entirely ready for this shit. Ponies, Netflix; Pretty Great. Eragon, however, is not. Game of Thrones is a fine thing to pirate, according to HBO. A la carte television? Blasphemy! More ponies! Palmer Scott is a beautiful man. We discuss bad ideas and thoughts and doing things. The internet appears, then disappears. We query whether anyone really gives a shit or not. We suss out the chili dog burrito and then the internet appears then kills all decent discussion. Thanks, bro.…

A 'cast wherein we touch base. The hearty, never-say-die companion left for a bit, but apparently did nothing? April was horrible, May is worse. We discuss upcoming plans and about how eating sounds are gross. Hotlanta is the Hollywood of the south according to some. The hearty, never-say-die companion did not hit that, and we'll be makin' shit real awkward. Commercials that piss the antisocial brigand off are reviewed, Eragon is considered a bad movie and, of course, the oft mentioned ponies.…

A 'cast wherein plans were changed last minute. The Scottish are clearly not funny. We go into more goddamned pony stuff. Sailor Saturn is deemed to be dumb and the shitforum to be shit. Arches are like Butterfingers: EASY. Our dog is a jackass. Dudes are givin' each other jobbers. The Quest for The Tattoo has been hindered. And Jem getting interrupted is serious business.…

A 'cast wherein old mixer is old. Navi proceeds to ruin everything, like Frolicon, which is a thing, so Navi ruins it as well. Cooking stuff is discussed and then a boatload of nuthin' goes on. Some Modern Warfare 3 and Kingdom of Loathing babble. Mike and Ashley went to Mankompton for Easter, which is in the past, now. There's an Ode to the Family Halverson. Internet things lead us to the end of existence.…

A 'cast wherein we still have a webspace and it has newish things. We learn lessons in Brown. Star Wars is hard, apparently. We are regaled with stories from Flower Duh. We discover that Playton Osbort is some kind of guy and reading is things. Then we go on a huge tangent about imaginary advertisements.…

A 'cast wherein burritos are fusing with kabobs now, and that's pretty much the okayest. Exercising is fucking dumb and I hate it, and while we're at it, Apple can lick sack. Cars apparently break at tax time, because that's what the machines have programmed them to do. Dys4ia is a pretty cool girl, seh has penis and doesn't afraid of anything. Purchasing plastic saucer shaped object is harrowing and filled with harassment from missionaries or whatever. An old story is relayed and I have cancer.…

A 'cast wherein a new dude joins the coterie. We discuss that Geography is for assholes. Assholes like multiplayer gamers, who are The Worst. Republicans confuse further foreigners and Kirk Cameron is also The Worst. Santorum? More like San-bore-em! Am I right? Joseph Brony is brought up and is clearly a Sacha Baron Cohen conflabjeration. Facebook thinks that you don't have enough friends, even if you hate folks on the intertrons. We finish up with some college advice from the edge.…

A 'cast wherein we deal with taxes and all their bullshit. The hearty, never-say-die companion turns out to not have a soul and a tuhtew'd connoisseur. People are again discovered to be shitty for no reason and Edible Arrangements are delectable and detrimental to your sleep habits. Chocolate covered fruits is 'spensive! We implore you to stop being entitled and to tip your waiters and waitresses, though we warn that kindness will rape your wallet's mouth.…

A 'cast wherein Walmart caskets are discovered and we go through some obligatory Whitney Houston bullshit. USB drives are occasionally thieved, the workplace is silly garbage and plans for the future are considered pointless. The Reluctant Fagon is discussed among homophobery and the dog ruins everything again. MLP makes friendship ballin', Arrested Development is amazing and Paranormal State is not. Texan drawls come about, events from the past are discussed as though they are happening in the future and babies are gross.…

A 'cast wherein much drinking is had.…

A 'cast wherein The Henryson returns like a bawss. Everything is revealed to be The Worst, especially recording software. Cats do whatever they want, backhands do nothing to stifle their progress. Screaming at video games is ridiculous and you should all be ashamed. We are regailed with another bus story and The Henryson professes his love of It's Always sunny in Philadelphia. We discuss discrepancies between the US and the UK after which we learn Paddy is our daddy and other family secrets. Remember how I said everything is The Worst? Well, I lied, obscure bands are The Not Worst. We query on what the fuck trip-hop is. The Henryson travels to Gaytown when the antisocial brigand and his hearty, never-say-die companion are residents. Metabolism is dumb, happiness is boring and then we have the conclusion.…

A 'cast wherein we discuss jobs and the motherfuckers that ruin them. The antisocial brigand gets exercise tips from people that know stuff. Darths and all of their bullshit are explained and then there's some jizzing over SWTOR, including, but not limited to, the big question of "Who wants to be a lame Jedi, anyway?" Magic: The Gathering is still a giant waste of moneys. The hearty, never-say-die companion implores you, take his identity and we round out this half hour by declaring that questionnaires are bullshit. I don't think we were really into it this week.…

A 'cast wherein we celebrate a milestone.…

A 'cast wherein we learn of the hearty, never-say-die companion's adventures in computing, but the real moral of the story is The Big Bang Theory is bad. We also discuss the Social Ineptitude Heirarchy. Johnny Galecki's new project is going to be a new super hero television series called Glasses Man, we are the creators. People do things no one gives a shit about. Everything seems to piss the antisocial brigand off The Most. Rage turns out to be a misnomer, music is just noise and Jewcob is a superflamer.…

A 'cast wherein we are family. The antisocial brigand's sister pops in for a guest spot and tells us a few Tales from Academia. We learn that he's a little bit linguist, she's a little bit rock and roll since Grease is the word. We discuss things we look like and Percy Jackson (this is a joke). Our dad is retired and hates it, despite 20 years of expectations. Kids are continued to be thought of as "The Grossest" and we end with cat stories because... shut up.…

A 'cast wherein it is a fucking hour long. Gross. We don't even remember what this damn thing is called! What's important is that we are sponsored now, by some thing called Chaos Radio. So that's a thing. Jobs are dumb, still, as are Jewcobs. The Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion is getting much blings. He has also finished reading Storm of Swords. Verdict: WAT. The Antisocial Brigand is reading Cleopatra: A Life. Verdict: MEH. The Hearty, Never-Say Die Companion's life sucks via iTunes. It is here that this bitch turns into a Plugcast, yo. Limited diets, like those that include NO RUM! are discovered to be for faggots and fuel turns out to be fucking expensive. Anarchy is revisited. Red Sparrowes, Annuals and Portugal. The Man are good, you should hear at them (plugplugplug). Prowess is revisited. Video gamez are discussed. Then movies for some length. A blog is mourned and then terrible ideas happen a whole bunch. Then more video gamez leading into a diatribe about how those that play them on the internet are fucking disgusting.…

A 'cast wherein what the fuck is the Super Bowl? We, instead, enter Snoop's Dreamland of Memes. Then we travel to the magical realm of @TNG_S8 on the Tweetmails. Jewcob plus music equals disappointment. Math symbols are a hard thing to understand. We also announce Stygian Funk's new album, out Tuesday! We regail the audience with Stories From The Internet Volume 1. Olive Garden managers are deplorable people in Hotlanta. Ziltoid is a pretty cool guy, and, I guess, Devin Townsend is, too. The Antisocial Brigand was going to get a uke, but it did not happen due to computer. Terrible, terrible computer. Also, what the fuck? Fifth edition? Dungeons and Dragons is the dumbest. Also, Magic: The Gathering is the dumberest. In-boob-itably!…

A 'cast wherein we start things off with a bang! Magic Cards With Googly Eyes is a thing and Firefox has been banned from a certain household. Tim and Eric's Billion Dollar Movie (plugplugplug)! The hearty, never-say-die companion is far away from our hearts. We discuss David Lieber-Mintz and Dick Dunn (RIP). Dr. Pepper Ten is gross, almost as gross as floor computers. North is North of South for demons. We also get romance tips from the hosts, then The Boondocks happens! The antisocial brigand doesn't dream, except for when he does. Tacos are not the worst. We discuss an Asian Design Major and how Obama stole our bikes. We end with other stuff, too!…

A 'cast wherein the dog exists and that's unfortunate. Jewcob's friend exists which is also unfortunate. Ian's throat is still fucked, just like the policies of the JC Penny he went to. Slipknot's Bassist is dead and that's still hilarious. Anime is deemed unfortunate as well. Best Buy is a company filled with bitches and society is The Dumbest. Furniture makes a helluva comeback, and it's all Andrew's fault. Minus the Bear has one more chance to not be terrible. New Year's Eve is apparently a thing and it pisses us off. Elbowing people, however, is awesome, but Skype is The Lamest.…

A 'cast wherein we lie, yet again. Also: Racism. It is discovered that Wendy's Hot Saucepackets are left handed. Also: Racism. It seems that time passes and pedophiles are apparently working wherever you go, like fast food establishments, also, they are pretty gross. Christmas is (was) dumb, mostly due to antlers being put upon cars in the south, the hearty never-say-die companion is clearly enraged by such things. He also steals things and is antagonistic towards dinosaurs. Needlessto say, it's been a good week. Also: Racism. Also: Lies.…

A 'cast wherein hopefully the Antisocial Brigand and his Hearty, Never-Say-Die Companion are dead in a ditch somewheres. The 'cast gets overtaken by estrogen in the meantime, and surprisingly the first topic is motorized bicycles. We then round that out with a surprisingly candid tale of sneakiness. We learn what happens in Baastin and "The Midwest Mentality." After that it's on to getting in fights, and falling in love, with tweakers. North Iowa Mugshots gets plugplugplugged to death after which girl talk begins. Weird, right? Then: Blowjobs! Work is spoken of, then animals. It is decided, of course, that cougars are bitches. Then: Blowjobs! A tale of life threatening popsicles is relayed. We discover that Lex Luthor wants to sex Superman and we find out what, exactly, the bases are. Married life is dumb. People are dumb. Maybe sometime we can have Drunkast, but only if those other two assholes stay dead.…

A travelogue wherein there are quandaries of roquefort.…

A 'cast wherein everything is supplemental. …

A 'cast wherein I'm only going to use exclamation points in this description! The Henryson Returns In: Attack of the Chavs! Jail is apparently for the blacks in the UK, where Chavs are worse than they are! English accents make panties wet, according to study! The Henryson is on his way to the Navy! Fishing: The Worst!Fahrenheit is dumb, as well! Aerosol meat, however, sounds quite keen! Fifteen minutes after the story, we divulge upon what a Chav is! Ian still is not jobhas! The Henryson also displays a love for The Gaffs! The antisocial brigand hatesThe IT Crowd, the others are baffled! We also discuss different shows that originate from the UK! The History of Wales as told by The Henryson! Food is shit! Everything is fucked! OWS happened, like, a thousand years ago! 'Meanwhile: In the World...' Rowan Atkinson exists, as does GoldenEye for the N64, also Steam! …

A 'cast wherein the hearty, never say die companion's throat is a piece of shit so we can't have a Christmas episode. But who's complaining? You can go out and get other Christmas related stuff, so we can all find something different to be despondent about. Maybe we'll get some New Year stuff, I don't know... But this time, Jewcob shoots a man in the nuts and that pleases the hearty, never say die companion. We recall what disappointing thing caused our friendship to blossom and jump ship over to Quam, as one is wont to do in a "Worst Of" retrospective. The audience turns out to be number one. We look for a magical version of "Sealed With a Kiss", y'all fucktables. Or was it? The antisocial brigand gets frustrated. Weird. Unrelated: Holland Oates wears a Poncho. Facebooken hacked for the holidays? The hearty, never say die companion is not in Turkey OR Turkmenistan. So there's that. Phonetics turn out to be amazing, impressions are not. Another Henryson teaser? You bet!…

A 'cast wherein we start it out slow, but it inevitably goes back to video games. Suddenly an Andrew jobhas! The antisocial brigand and his hearty, never say die companion also agree that Hot Topic is The Worst and lambaste the Fat Guy In Skinny Jeans and realize that jobs are fucking stupid unless you don't have one. The hearty, never say die companion discovers that he hates music and Juggafurs, but Fluttershy is loved. We find out that images do not work in an audio format. Bevis, Butthead and Sonic return from the early 1990s and the antisocial brigand says that Zelda is a mediocre series at best. We discuss The Vitruvian Embol, Daft Punk and piracy. Shockingly, Jewcob does not engage in homosex! This is debated. 'Sode is considered a far better abbreviation than Ep'. Serial killers are back... WITH A VENGEANCE. We end the 'cast by wondering where The Henryson is.…

A 'cast wherein we circlejerk about Earthbound a lot because YOU CAN'T CONTROL US, DAD! GAWWWWL!…

A 'cast wherein the Antisocial Brigand and his Hearty Never Say Die Companion discuss beards, wangs and wangbeards and the former returns to World of Warcraft where Pandas are wont to cause anger. Semantics are then argued, but quickly forgotten in lieu of George R. R. Martin. A person in Iowa decides to grill, and that's ridiculous because it was late fall when this was recorded. We then jump to our new segment 'Cooking Class with The Hearty Never Say Die Companion.' Occupy Hotlanta is quickly ruminated, and a cliffhanger wherein The Antisocial Brigand will join them? Jobs are concluded to be the worst, and booklearnin' ain't much better. Ponies, et al. Sgt. Depressio takes the stage in 'Whatever! Go To the U.K.! See If I Care!' Graveface is hunted for and is found in a dead YMCA building huddling up for warmth. Will there be an XmasCast, or more Ponies? Only time will tell!…

We jam to Minus the Bear. dealwithit.gif…

A struggling podcastition, Mike, is diagnosed with incurable, advanced (stage IIIA) bung cancer. On a ride along with his DEA agent brother-in-law The Henryson, Mike sees a bro of his, Ianface, fleeing a ravenous dental hygenist. Mike later contacts Ianface and devises a scheme to become partners in an attempt to combine their skills (or lack thereof) to manufacture and distribute podcasts. Mike says he wants to provide financial stability for his wife, Ashley and disabled son Jewcob, and to pay for his expensive cancer treatment. During Mike and Ianface's first days of producing Norway's finest podcast, they encounter a series of problems with local radio personalities.…

A 'cast wherein the antisocial brigand and his hearty, never say die companion gain a limey sidekick and discuss The Steve Jobs Affair. Also included at no charge are some Mexicans and Mariachis. We also speak about Cupcakes, (E)ire and Fat Aussies and plenty of perjorative terms get flung around, mostly about dogs. Since the limey is a limey, eventually all conversation gets turned into tea talk, mostly about the past party and its current incarnation and it all ties loosely into liberty in some way. Ragecast: It's Awful!…

A 'cast wherein a deceit of lapwigs is present and the hearty, never say die companion has a job for about three weeks. WoW is discussed as "miserable" and, as this was recorded 100 years ago, Halloween is discussed along with racism, which is our legerdemain. The antisocial brigand searches for, and finds, an undeserved ego boost.…

A 'cast wherein the audio quality gets markedly better. The antisocial brigand and his hearty, never say die companion play catch up in lieu of grabass. Jewcob acts like a douche in the background, and that's fine, because he is, winkyface. The hearty, never say die companion describes his money woes and the celeb-nerdies at Dragoncon. Afterwards we talk about Tofurkey and potential guest stars for our castinating. We shortly speak about the BMSR concerts that we experienced and the antisocial brigand gets really, really excited about some ridiculous crowd surfer getting destroyed.…

A 'cast wherein it does, in fact, get real. The wife of the antisocial brigand joins forces with the hearty, never say die companion. Pornographics, African Geographics and alcohol are discussed. The antisocial brigand tries to coin a phrase, thereafter riots break out. It is at this point that we realize that current events don't work well with pre-recorded podcasts. To hell with it, we do it anyway. Internet History is invoked, along with Juggernauts and bitches. The Bead moves to Hotlanta. The world awaits the future with bated breath.…

A 'cast wherein the antisocial brigand declares Mel Brooks to be the opposite of humorous. It is unclear whether his hearty, never say die companion concurs. We contemplate a name change and then dismiss it after, before or during more poor impressions of famous people. My Little Pony is discussed at length. At length. At more length. At this point I'm going to replace all instances of the letter S with the letter Z. We dizcuzz podcaztz, talk about more gunz, drizzle that chocolate zawzz, declare Maryland to be Mary Land and zet up zome continuity. I alzo wrote "Gauche locationz to podcazt" in my notebook. I do not know what thiz meanz.…

A 'cast wherein the antisocial brigand and his hearty, never say die companion are accosted by a dog during this full bodied episodical. We discuss, at length, The Tucch and Bordeauxs. Encyclopaedia is correctly pronounced like in that one popular television program. However we ruin that victory immediately by discussing phones and at one point referring to them as "phonulars." Ian is a drunkard with an affinity for Chik-fil-a. Big surprise there, I guess. Video games and a Quambaby are held in a kind of quiet reverence, until the antisocial brigand belts out some more obnoxious and grotesque laughter. We also set up the house rules o' purging. This is all ruined by the dog at random intervals.…

A 'cast wherein the antisocial brigand cheats on his hearty, never say die companion with his wife. What's up with that?…

A 'cast wherein the antisocial brigand and his hearty, never say die companion talk about a mutual friend's sister a lot (plugplugplug). I don't think they do much else. But when do they ever?…

A 'cast wherein we are aware how awful our recording equipment is. Shut up. We laud Minus the Bear and deride Nickelback because we can. The antisocial brigand decides that yelling about popularity is a good idea. We rip off other podcasts, including Kevin Smith's SModcast (plugplugplug). And somewhere in there strange pornographics are mentioned and an 8 b/million dollar abortionplex. …

We jam to Buhtalles. dealwithit.gif…

A 'cast wherein we lie some more. Apparently we lie a lot. We should have called this LieCast, but that was already taken, too. Probably. We discuss how the future is nothing but sadness due to the fact that David Spade exists. Mostly in a roundabout way. However we find hope in the fact that Sean Connery is in the world, and so we head to the Agape bible camp or whatever. Also, trains are apparent.…

FUCKING PROWESS?!…

A 'cast wherein we rage about the workplace and how stupid it is, we divulge upon the workplace histories of an antisocial brigand and his hearty never-say-die companion, one of us steals liberally from Patton Oswalt and discuss his book, destroy serial likers with a visceral verbosity and lie an awful lot. Also, the Tony Awards are mentioned.…

A travelogue wherein a Jewish is retained and the following is discussed at various lengths: Land Rovers, U-Haul trailers and smart cars. Also the age old argument of Soda vs Pop is resolved quickly. Illinois is referred to as Infinitenois due to its girth and Call of Duty enters real life via osmosis.…

A travelogue wherein a Jewish is found and Reddit is appraised. Clipping and poor audio notwithstanding, it is pretty alright. Oh, and special theme music recorded five minutes before this was released? You bet your life!…

A 'cast wherein the hearty never-say-die companion describes why he has decided to fall south and expounds upon the incredulities of humanity.…

A 'cast wherein we fuck your nostalgia.…

A 'cast about poddin', and ethnic comedians, and, y'know, whatever else.I can't even remember...…

A 'cast wherein we fuck around some more, that's kind of what we do.…

A 'cast where we metastasize upon meta Comedy and masticate upon morphing mechanical men.…

A 'cast wherein it all begins.…