Mrs. yibble takes the reigns of the show, whilst Mr. yibble has swanned off to Milwaukee — The Good Land! Mrs. yibble is joined by her mum for a rip-tooting trip back to the 1960s! Talk of disasters with modern toilets, toilets that ‘throne’ for you. Cool nans, cool nans, cool nans. “What’s That You Weigh Little Alison?” is back with a vengeance, the right size man, and other jappery.
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Well. I’ve arrived in Milwaukee, and I’ve been spending the weekend just aclimatising to jet-lag. Which means, arriving at the weekend. First night is a late night, then split-sleep into two four hour blocks with a one hour break. Bingo, instantly in-sync’ with local timezone.
Making fists with your feet on the carpet does not work. It’s a stupid idea. Martial arts works… In fact, I’m Captain Willard.
“Every minute I stay in this room, I get weaker. And every minute that Charlie squats in the bush, he gets stronger.”
Another week of talking total and utter cod-shite. No games, just pure banter for thirty minutes. We talk about yibble being away for the next two weeks, to ‘The Good Land’, shitting yourself in public, Will Smith’s willy, New York and US pornography, JimJeroo’s web site makeover, and various other trouser dropping shennanigans and general tom-foolery, including yibble dropping a particularly smelly fart, causing us to seriously consider evacuating the local area… Be prepared, Mrs. yibble will be hosting the show for the next two weeks!
With our special guest, ThunderDragon! Another episode which suffered from technical faults when being streamed, but captured here in its entirety! We talk about the ‘C’ word, masturbation, marital sex, New York, Disney and loads of other crazy things. However, we did have to finish a little early, due to streaming static!? How does that happen? Experimental Linux Kernels are probably the answer.
Another show of the infamous, “yibble’s Happy Hour!” With only a handful of listeners, as we discover the rest are at Novapalooza. We grapple with games like, “What’s That You Weigh Little Alison?”, and “Alison’s Arcade-a-Go-Go!”. Dutchy plays PACMAN via the hands of a blind-folded sex fiend, and scores a whopping two-hundred and sixty O_o, amongst us talking cod-shite, and randomly attempting to Skype people to play our games! The buggers!
Try it out on the equivalent of BBC’s Listen Again… Only better.
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