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In this hour, Mickey, J and I eschew our standard fare and discuss some financial news YOU need to hear, Icees vs. Slurpees, and Gilligan’s Island. Random, aren’t we? Shut up and tune in, it’ll all make sense when it’s over.
First off, we talked about the giant, coughing, cancerous elephant laying in the middle of the room (not me), and what, if anything, could be done to resuscitate it. The scariest thing about an economy is that it DOES correct itself, and we have been enjoying several decades of uninterrupted “yay”. As the rollercoaster now seems to have plateaued off, what will the upcoming plummet feel like? If you have any sense, you are making hay right now for the dark times ahead.
But it is easy for me to sit back and demand credit conscientiousness from you guys. It is easy for Mickey to state that you should “not buy what you cannot afford”. It is easy for J to snarf down a dozen gull shrimp. What isn’t going to be easy is extricating ourselves from this massive $700,000,000,000 debt. I am putting my daughter into trade school now, cause she is going to have to start making some serious payments now if we are ever gonna touch that principle.
Speaking of touching Principals, nobody seems to have raped a kid this week! Hurray! What? Oh.
nevermind.
SomaCow’s PSA of the week involves Slurpee Science, and how you can make a great frosty sugary beverage out of a bad situation. Between the falling standards at the modern 7-11, and the difficulty to even find a Kmart that does not have 11 hoboes and a tire fire in it, it is getting pretty damn dicey out there in the slushie territories.
We finished the hour, sadly, discussing Gilligan’s Island, a.k.a the worst show on television, a.k.a. the sigil of all that is wrong with America, a.k.a. Brain Poison. Why is this show STILL being run? Who watches this crap? The Professor is a sexless automaton, tolerated only for his coconut technology, the Skipper is an abusive alcoholic, Ginger and Maryann are doing a double team on the back end a la Requiem for a Dream, the fat rich white people hold everyone at bay for fear of being touched by their jowls… This was the show that let me know it was time to go take a crap. I still poop at 5pm every day, thanks to mass syndication.
We would never poop during the following great band’s efforts:
- NOFX – Leaving Jesusland



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