Eric makes sweeping generalizations and insults everyone else’s music tastes before revealing his taste in music is the worst of all. Rachelle asks trivia and knocks Eric off his “I am the fucking trivia king!” high-horse. The trivia question that should have been asked is, “Was Sean Connery’s wife really asking for it?”
Eric lets us know the secret to his choosing a urinal, movie theatre seat, and bus seat. Rachelle is a lot more easy going when it comes to these things. That’s nothing a paintball gun to the mouth wouldn’t fix though.
Eric thinks that ugly Australian women should moisturize with butter as it may increase their chances. Rachelle wishes she was a homeless sunbather.
Eric thinks Jennifer Tilly is smoking hot. Rachelle doesn’t get it. Then again, Eric Doesn’t get Rachelle’s obsession with Colin Firth in riding boots. However, we both agree that cats in costumes are awesome and that piss bottles are gross.
Eric replaces his stripping with stammering as he draws from a bad Apple User Group experience to explain why he’s wary of “podcasting communities”. Rachelle again provides the voice of reason. Also, while Daryl from Atomic Suburbia and his dog could handily beat us at any physical challenge, we think we’ve got him beat in the fucking up of Patrick Swayze songs.
Eric lost his mind somewhere near the forests of Rocky Mountain House, has come back, and performs a spontaneous striptease…..on this episode. Rachelle provides the commentary because it’s an *sigh* audio podcast but you can use your imagination to reenact the horror in your own mind. Also, is Adam Sandler a lost cause? We think so.
In this extra short 20-minute episode Eric screws up the recording of an angry call from Squidpod’s Joel and Jenn and has to recreate their end of it in post-production. This will go over well. Also, Dmitri The Lover’s highly offensive animations and the reaction from Rachelle upon seeing one.
