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TS218-220 THE END

When someone leaves your life, those exits are not made equal. Some are beautiful and poetic and satisfying. Others are abrupt and unfair. But most are just unremarkable, unintentional, clumsy. I knew this day was coming, but I still never expected it.   Thank you all for your love and support over these past 38 episodes.   Stay Safe.   We Love You. -Trever, Matt, Joe

TS217 - RUN

 Away

TS216 - Spiders are REAL

 And they're coming for your livestock.  In herds.  Droves.  Trains.  And Planes.  They want your prime beef steak and they will tickle anyone in their path to get to it.  Do not resist.  Simply Persist.  Keep Calm and Run away from the Spiders.  They will not eat you unless you get really annoying.  Placate yourself with this broadcast from our remote mountain radio station.

TS215 - How Sausage is Made

 You love it into existence.

TS214 - HE SAID THE THING

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TS213 - I Roll An L

 What have I become, my podcast friends?   Every joke I make goes away in the end. -Randy Cunningham, 9th Grade Ninja

TS212 - A Tale as Old as Stan

Somebody once told me something.  But I forget what it was.  I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed. Fin.

TS211 - Ker-prank-per-praink

I don't know what it means either.

TS210 - LUMBERJUSTICE

Have you or a loved one been wronged in the past by a bunch of dumb old rich people.  Call 1-800-LUMBERJUSTICE That's 1-800-586-2375-878423 Just try it. Trust me.

TS209 - I'm Beginning to Feel Like a Love God, Love God

TS208 - Soos V. Cyborgs

Soos is a cyborg now.  Or he's fighting cyborgs?  Or he's eating cyborgs?  I'm not sure anymore

TS207 - McGucket, McGucket, McGucket

TS206 - The Little Computer That Couldn't

Trever's Headphone feed on his life essence.  Matthew's computer does not.  Flesh bags feed his audio.  Electricity is the past.  Bodies are the future.  Accept your power. Sincerely, The Very Real Chairperson of GMEP (Grandparents for More Electric Power)

TS205 - The Great PizzaBadger Conspiracy

There are few mysteries more complex than the Pizza-guy-possibly-wearing-or-being-an-animatronic-but-also-running-a-store-for-children-where-people-throw-pants-at-badgers-while-being-badgered-get-it-its-a-joke-haha-laugh-now-please-okay-love-you-bye. -Ronald Heffinbacker, 32 minutes before his untimely death at the hands of a mechanical badger.

TS204 - Teenage Boombox Puppet Girls are Coming for your Soul

There are few things that scare us. We made a list. 1.  Children. 2.  Funky music outside our doors.; 2b.  Soy-based calculators' F.  Soy-based children. 5.s.2.  Lists-based musical calculators+_= You are here.  They are here now too.  We are here.  Listen.  List3n.  L3s+en.  li_te+.  l-s+eN{}  LISTEN

TS203 - Comedy Grows in Trees

There's absolutely NOTHING like a hole in one!  I have tasted the sweet nectar of immortal glory and now the drabs of our pale existence pale in comparison to the pale golden glow of victory. Love, A socially-inept minigolf expert.

TS202 - 26 Podcast St. Terror Town, Oregon 06660

There are few horrors the eyes cannot comprehend.  The mind.  Is a different story.  Welcome to Tad Strange.

TS201 - Sleepy-Oke

There are few things more powerful than zombies.  One of those things is sleep.  Your three tired boys enter back into that strange place between places, that paradigm of unseen expressions, the spectre of digitized immortality. podcasting. enjoy the show.

TS120 - The Hill Trever Died Upon

Once a beautiful brusselsprout garden, the mouldy hillside was now nothing but a love letter to his Ernest Hemmingway attempts to create meaning from madness, blood from stone, water from snow.  This is the hill and metaphor upon our beloved Trever died this week.  Sleep well you sweet petunia.

TS119 - 3 RADICAL Young Men

If memes are dreams, then what are we?  And if there are memes in our dreams, then are we meme dreamers or have we therefore created dreams within dreams and thus we can say "Inceptus Nolanus Overratus" for we have become MEME the dream-memer of dreams. -  Love,     Joe