Episode #615: The Breakfast in Georgia Episode

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

The Long Shot cobbler munchers discuss fresh mushrooms, pizza rules, pride, joy, Pride and Joy, and what corsets mean to a friendship.

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Category: Podcasts, Season 6

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  1. Dieter says:

    JAMIE !!!

    1st-of-all —> a hug

    ” … and I know the bullshit you like to create ! ” (Sean)

    Wow ! That was pretty harsh !!!

    but …

    2. –> Punch in the face !

    STOP DOING THE “FUNNY” VOICE(S) !!! PLEASE !!!

  2. Michelle says:

    I forgot about “butt finger” which is one of my favorite and least favorite descriptions ever. I feel equal parts mirth and disgust all at once.

    Also, that British guy with the bad American accent would be James Purefoy. Whom I know from the “Solomon Kane” movie and not from “Rome”. A critical detail I felt I needed to relate.

    Sean, I am sure being trapped in a car with those guys for two weeks is one of my own personal circles of hell. You are made of stronger stuff and I am glad you got well compensated for it.

  3. Sean says:

    Purefoy is also being fantastic on The Following on Fox right now with Kevin Bacon. Soooo creepy.

  4. Li'l Slugger says:

    I wonder what state secrets where hidden behind that accordion interlude? Something about Benghazi no doubt.

  5. Al says:

    Sounds like he’s disappointed about not getting invited to an awards show, perhaps the WGA?

  6. Jo says:

    FYI, in Australia the word “bonk” (and bonked/bonking) are slang for sexual intercourse. (Appropriating innocuous words to mean sexual/bodily functions is one of our national pasttimes.)

    I once went to this market research evening where they were testing upcoming TV shows. Before the shows, they showed a couple of American TV commercials. One had the slogan “the loose juice” – it was for some sort of juicebox, not vodka. Once everyone got over their disbelief, they laughed their asses off.

    The second ad was….well, I don’t even remember the product. I basically had a bunch of American track field athletes singing earnestly in a “We Are The World” style choir. The name of the song was “Don’t Bonk”. I don’t remember the words, mainly because I couldn’t hear them: everyone was in utter fucking hysterics!

    PS: We don’t “root” for teams here either. ;)

  7. Jo says:

    I forgot about “butt finger” which is one of my favorite and least favorite descriptions ever. I feel equal parts mirth and disgust all at once.

    True, but you do have to admit….the theme song by Shirley Bassey is pretty bloody awesome! :D

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