Well, HnHer’s… I am cold. Not just a little cold; but a whole hell of a lot, thinking about rolling around in boiling lead/lava/tar so I can get some feeling back in my extremities cold. This is a very unpleasant way to be. I need a hot tub! Actually, we should have an HnH Hot Tub… we could have hot tub parties! At least I’d be warm for the shows. This show involved a slightly delayed, slightly loopy Stephen talking about horse wangs, squirrel sex, and why pineapple makes your pee smell good. It also involved me dressed as Hello Kitty and shoving veggie nuggets down my throat seconds before we started recording. Yeah, we roll like that. Ok, screw this. I have ICE in my hair. I’m off to crash the first hot tub I find!
Stephen has phoned and informed me of a rogue Zombie HORDE that has attacked his route home from work (the poor route did nothing to incite such violence)!
Because he must now — like Clark Kent — protect the innocent route… the show will be about 30 mins late tonight.
WE WILL SEE YOU AT 830!
At least we had better… we know where you live….
I was very hyper for this show… and I think Stephen might have gotten to get to speak one or twice the entire time. Poor kid. I promise to let him talk next show… or at least get a word in. He was also surrounded by four rather attractive women that were waiting on their rotations assignments (this explains the copious amounts of giggling going on in the background). Be on the lookout for a TROJAN HORSE in our midst! The SUC army has made their dirty move!
Good friends, I write this message to let you know that there will NOT be a show this evening. Some stuff has come up that, most unfortunately, has stopped all show possibilities for the night. We apologize for this inconvenience and will do whatever we can to make it up to you! Thanks for your understanding. Love you guys!
It is with extremely pleasurable pleasure that I offer you this offering of the newest episode of episodically great greatness: HnH. Not only am I excitably excited, but I knowingly know that you will laugh and cry in this special eight hour, drive the bus off the road until you cannot find it anymore even if you stop and ask for directions but you wont do that because you aren’t really lost until you are past states lines and see weird cannibal like creatures eating the remains from the last busload of lost but not lost people… episode. We remind viewers not to live in bathrooms, not to shove remotes up their rears, not to glue your cheating X’s penis to his stomach, and not to hit on cops of the same sex. Continue reading