Did you get any of my Smoky Mountain honeys recruited? I hear that if you get some poor girls to sign up, you get a commission. Bonus if they wind up getting stalked.
Aw hell, that’s nothin…you wanna see something vulgar and crass, you just let the Ol’ Fake Wolfman slide into your DMs like a pecker into a sheep. You’ll be turning redder than Ol’ Yeller’s crank after I spill some poetic stylings. Speaking of spilling tho…
I don’t know, ol’ Rick was a pretty big name back in the day. You know, I met Rick Steiner in ‘93 in the Smokies. Even caught a glimpse of his “dog faced gremlin” in the shower. I don’t want to talk about it.
@BTT_Podcast fellers have some mic presence. They haven’t missed a show in 8 years and they tear the house down with wit. Not everyone can critique PN News, much less without trying to do the BK thing. You’re picking a stiff battle for somebody who broke bread with Jared Fogle…
You’re welcome to come on my RYBACK Show or on spaces and let your voice be heard by all by talking to me. You’re in podcasting, so let’s see where you’re at with everything LIVE.
That’s nice. You know, 21 years ago I married my best friend. It was a courtroom screw-up. We got high af and went in to get hunting licenses but wandered into the wrong office. We got it annulled a few weeks later, but…good times…
What’s it about? You know, I tried to start a podcast awhile back. You know those podcasts about fancy cigars? I tried to get one going about clove cigarettes and looseys. I don’t want to talk about it.
You know, I did this back in my Smoky Mountain Days with Sgt. Rock. I had some great matches with that beauty. Unfortunately, I started, errr, “working stiff” when she’d get me in a headlock and one time I accidentally “broke kayfabe” in my tights. I don’t want to talk about it.
I can’t say she’s wrong. You know, I told my girlfriend that I’ve done this. Her response was to load up her Gucci purse and clock me one. I don’t want to talk about it.
This reminds me of the time I picked up hitchhiker in Jellico. She told me she wanted to play “Doctor” and I was all in. Then she gave me a sedative and checked my prostate. I don’t want to talk about it.
I went on a first date last night. At the restaurant, he ordered a domestic beer and a steak. I grabbed the bottle of wine I ordered and left immediately.