The road home and boy are my arms tired. From holding a gun to my head.
Leaving. On a jet plane. Kill me.
Another plane, another train. An automobile too. Someone should make a movie about dis shit.
And then we took the trip home.
Betcha thought we’d be too busy!
Part three. What’s Milo got to do with it, got to do with it?
Part two. They just keep coming.
The first of 4 parts. Whoa.
A sad one, but that’s how it goes sometimes, eh? Long live Dibwee.
Docs and rocks. No rocks. That just rhymed. Sorry.
I just realized it’d be easier to tell you what I want. Please post pics of your Big Johnson t-shirt collections.
Hey Dr. BBQ! I just wanted to start by thanking you for your Tailgate Chili Recipe. Not only does it make a great chili, but it makes a ton of it. Even though I eat through it myself over a… Continue Reading
A shout-out, a catch-em-up, and why sea creatures are vile.
There are five songs I that I can remember made me cry. I would say this was appropriate two out of five times. The first was “God Bless The U.S.A.” I don’t know how young I was, but young enough… Continue Reading
A game. Of Thrones. No, not really. A stupider game.
Come along with us. We are 16 hours in to our 20-hour roadtrip.
We are back. Back in the car and back in your ears.
Bad breath like you would not believe.
The Abandoned Bookholdatorium
In a life of bad decisions, this is one of the worst.
No more clowning around.
Beetlejuice Goes Hawaiian
A long book versus movie.
Take a Header
Highway of Hell
Does Alec live in a hell house?
Spider man exploded all over in here.
Get ready, cuz this IS funny.
No place like Holmes.
Consider the possibilities…
Find out how to discover whether there’s a dead-y in your house.
Some spooooooky stuff. On other days. This one’s just a complaint.
An odd execution custom.
The open house of your nightmares.
A gloomy Sunday indeed.
A suicide club made for you and me.
We made it this far without pee. 6 days.
The haunted dolls of eBay.
Walter Potter and his Wonderful World.
Gore. Books of it.
In prep for Podoween, we look at something really scary. Perfume ads.
Yesterday I drank about…9 drinks? And today I ran 10 miles. This was pretty rough. As you can imagine. I had to go to sleep drunk, get up, putter around long enough to drink some water, deflate a cooler shaped… Continue Reading