Xmas Special - All George Wants for Christmas

It's apparently a common practice for corpses in morgues to have certain tendons cut, this prevents them from contracting and pulling the corpse into an upright position. Corpses also have been known throughout history to groan as the decomposition gases escape the body through the voice box. This is the best description of this latest episode, our long since dead podcast has sat bolt upright as the gaseous fumes and bile escapes our bodies in one final hurrah. The recording quality has improved and we're two years older and wiser, but that's about it.

Tattoos last for ever, judging by this drunken ramble, we might not.

In everyday life we pander to the lowest common denominator. they drag us down to their level. If a major broadcaster had the option of televising extended coverage of 'Britain's Got Talent' or Series 1-4 of the West Wing, Simon Cowell's shitfest would win every time. It's time to redress the balance. Although admittedly listening to this very pissed episode is not the best place to start.

If ever a podcast need no description........

The dangers of what can happen when large chocolate making corporations decide to become heroes to the masses of pig shit thick idiots that roam our planet. You know the ones, the stupid idiots regularly caught giggling at internet based captioned photos of cats. The people stood on street corners loudly discussing the intricacies of the current series of X Factor and looking forward to the next episode of 'celebs' 'roughing' it in the jungle. The sort of people who 'make a stand against cancer' not by donating bone marrow or money to cancer support charities, no, they post a picture on their Facebook profile, a picture made up of text that accuses 90% of people to not care enough to do so. Sorry this is becoming a rant. Also, apologies for the sound quality which dips a little temporarily halfway through. Bloody technology eh?

I'm sure everyone has pissing stories, it's just we're the only ones willing to share. Maybe Rich shouldn't have.

Welcome to the MUCH AWAITED first episode of Series 9. You have been excited as so have we, however I have to admit, we started Series 9 pissed and just got worse as the episodes go on. Still, we're here now so you may as well have a darn good listen.

The Hiatus is taking it's own 1 week/ 15 minutes Hiatus. We are back for a one-off special. Recorded live at a mate's wedding, this is a little treat for both our fans. Topics include, weddings, stag strip clubs, broadswords, and teen street patois. Rich also gets 'aggressive aggressive' about 'passive aggressive'. Let us know what you think, but lets face it, 'probs blates be rubs'. Tweet us with either the hashtag #TweakTweets or Rich's new idea #TwatGeorge.

Hello all, we think the podcast has been getting a little lax since we started doing them on Skype. It was the only way to keep them going due to logistical issues finding time to meet up, especially now Rich has more of a social life. Recording the podcasts live and in the same room has more energy, more 'je ne sais quoi', more laughs, for you and for us. So it would be better to record them in batches like we used to and release them when we have them rather than slavishly record lesser quality podcasts in order to hit a deadline. We needed a live episode, one which would see us go out on a bang, one set in a German bar in Munich during a Stag Do, yes, that would do nicely. Enjoy. The twitter feed will continue in it's haphazard approach, the website will be brought up to date and the android app too. There is even another single in the pipeline! Thank you so much for listening to us thus far. There will be more. So until next Podcast Wednesday (hopefully not too far away) That's it for now..... we'll think of some more.

So we missed last Wednesday, bringing the podcast out on Friday from a campsite's poor wifi connection. Well this week to make up for it, despite the French travel nightmares detailed in the podcast this was recorded in a shitty french hotel car park and put up on the interwebs earlier than normal. Zut alors!