Episode 283

February 27, 2017

And the winner for "Best Sentence in a Podcast's Notes" goes to...

This one.

Roll the Memorial Reel...


Episode 282

February 20, 2017

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a bird flying a plane.

This looks like a job for a funny podcast. Until one of those falls from space, you get the audio version of Periwinkle Kryptonite.

Look it up. 

Please don't.



Episode 281

February 14, 2017

The year is 1987. NASA lunches the last of it's Deep-Dish Probes.

Someone should put a dome on this podcast. 

in 1987.







Episode 280

February 6, 2017

We the People of Stinkingshire, in order to burn a more perfect onion, establish crushed ice, insure delicious tranquility, provide for the condiment defense, promote the general foods, and secure the sprinkles of liberty to ourselves and our pringles, do ordain and establish this footlong hotdog for the "Hostess Ho Hos" curly-fries podcast.

Or not.


Episode 279

January 30, 2017

In the land of the blinds the man with the curtains is King.

I guess that explains why Elvis put tinfoil on his windows...








Episode 278

January 23, 2017

It's a great era for Comedy in the way that Africa is a great thing for the Arms Industry.

Also chocolate. It's a great era for chocolate.

War chocolate. 





Episode 277

January 16, 2017

Two weeks into 2017 and I'm still not writing cheques to write the wrong year on. 

Plus, my body would never cash them.

Weird, since I was writing them to the "Clunky Analogy of the Month Club". 

Make them out to "Cash", Johnny Cash.

Johnny "Appleseed" Cash. 






Episode 276

January 9, 2017

Whether Dorioc, Ionion or Schmionion you won't find a pillar of such podcasting pulchritude as passionately persistant as we three priviledged... uh... pals.

Plus we come "fluted" for your pleasure.

We're not magic tho.

We're looking at you Soliare!

And for goodness' sake close your robe.

We can see your F. Murray Abraham.




Episode 275

January 2, 2017

According to the "Farmer's Almanac" 2017 looks like it might be a year that we might have to live through.

Not since the age of the "Library of Alexandria" (1976 AD) have farmers held such a calloused stranglehold on the fragile, intellectual reins of our culture.

When will the age of the Horny Salesmen begin?

"Farmer's Almanac" says: "Next week".

Whew. That's a relief.





HH Interlude 2016

December 28, 2016