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*Attention: This show is so old it’s in the ARCHIVES now! For exclusive access to the MP3 version of this show, head over to our Patreon page!* Recording Date – 25 / Nov / 2012 Show Leader – [Nick] This is not a standard show. Please go back and listen to a previous episode. Intro…

Episode Sixty-five: Turkey is just a gravy delivery system and Christmas is not a 3 month holiday.

Episode Sixty-four: Seeing John McCain for fun, a fruit fly wedding, James Bond falls from the sky, and too many drops for Nick’s liking.

Episode Sixty-three: Honk if you [heart] butt drugs! Also; the worst pop song ever.

Episode Sixty-two: Hurricane Sandy blows us all with a fake orgasm…Dr. Octagonapus!

Episode Sixty-one: Certain local festivals about gourds make us all want to die.

Episode Sixty: That old dreaded feeling you get as the toilet water continues to rise.

Episode Fifty-nine: [THUMPA THUMPA THUMPA] I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THE MUSIC! [THUMPA THUMPA THUMPA]

Secret Episode Four: Your worst fears have been realized! It’s Nick alone for another solo show.

Episode Fifty-eight: A Jewish fellow walks into a bathroom stall filled with balloons…

Episode Fifty-seven: In which our heroes learn how to get rid of an unwanted boner and how women can piss like a man.

Episode Fifty-six: Here comes a whole lot of butt-sex talk.

Episode Fifty-five: Andrew may have gone too far with the wine…and beer…and the other beer…and the bourbon. Puke also had a shit-ton of caffeine.

Episode Fifty-four: Don’t worry, Puke & the Gang is legitimate ear rape.

Episode Fifty-three: The great gassy scandal of 2012!

Episode Fifty-two: Screw you Keith and the Girl! Coconut is not a pedophile.

Episode Fifty-one: Mark could care less whether or not you listen. We do though, we care a lot!

Episode Fifty: HAPPY ANNIVERSARY COCK-SUCKERS! One year and no lawsuits!

Episode Forty-nine: Ian Freeman stops by and makes our show notes the shortest ever and our first segment the longest.

Episode Forty-eight: Go ahead; wear your sunglasses at night. We hope you die.