ONRS - 4-2-14 - The Gay Expendables, Naps and Snake Island
Owen, Ty and Tom hold down the fort tonight, as Travis can’t make it due to work. Owen explains that the one thing he will excuse an absence from the show for is making money. We take an call early in the show from our friend Duncan who can smell the scumbaggery from miles away on tour and we end up talking about Owen’s new movie premise of a full action movie which sounds a bit like a gay revolution film. Basically think the expendables with an all gay cast. Its already trademarked and copyrighted, so don’t even try and steal it.
Conversation moves to CG celebrities and how Tupcan holograms would make the “fast and the furious” movies better. We get into a bit of nerdy movie talk and reminisce on Michael Bay’s only 2 good movies.
-NAP TALK.
-Ty’s Travels in time.
-People we look like
-Supergeil is Back!
-Now he's dancing in the street
-Friedrich Liechtenstein's early days
-Owen Hates people singing lion king bullshit on airplanes.
-Tom and Owen have problems with snakes
-Snake island
After the break we establish the Bjore challenge and the rant about our general annoyances including Owen's latest experience at the corner store. We talk about what happens when one wins the lottery and it is decided that Tom owes us all houses.
also discussed:
-What do you do with your first selfish purchase when you win the lottery?
-Owen is mean to bums
-Ty is nice to bums
-Silo Chopping, by rednecks, with a sledgehammer
-Split App
-Owen does the news... enough said.
-April fools goes wrong, a 96 year old woman, who is believed to have committed suicide ended up being thrown into a "trash bin". The maintenance person thought it was a prank...
-What do you do with dead pets?
-Coffee can hamster burial
-Owen and his baby lizard
-Pat Robertson says some crazy offensive shit about jews.
-FCC Hypocrisy
-Crazy Bongo's
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