Big Poppa, a.k.a. The Shane Train, stopped by for a Friday night smoke-n-chat with an audience member present, Zeeth Heeco. Zeeth watched Big Poppa and I discuss an array of things including a cause that's near and dear to his heart... and some totally asinine (broken) dick and fart stuff as well.
I called a friend of mine and yammered uncontrollably. Somehow he withstood my marijuana induced, pointless gibberish, and took in why to do exactly the opposite of everything I think and do, or have done.
My old work mate, JB stopped by to take in his first viewing of Pulp Fiction as a promise to me. We discuss the movie, sports, I stop JB from reading from his phone, and a smidgen of unwanted political talk unfortunately, 3-4 minutes, tops.
I drove back down to see my buddy, Brandon and well, we pretty much cover everything. Heavy Metal, Rap stuff, and the charming ways of local legend, Bob VD (Very Dangerous) and the Waterman Wars, down below.
Jesus Baldwin stopped by and we talked about lotsa stuff. Dick skin (of course), hockey, basketball, the 80's and phone porn. Disclaimer: The sound is horrible. If you wanna give it a go, god bless ya. If you can't do it, gee. Thanks. and the phone rang at about 28 minutes in and screwed everything up. I don't edit. Enjoy.
In episode 1 of Not Up To The, Mark, I talk to myself about things I probably shouldn't let people hear, I wonder about things that maybe I said but I can't remember, and it's probably painful at times and you'll consider ending it continuously.