Alyssa and Eddie get a little political, as Trump actually genuinely suggested people mainline disinfectant and butt-chug THE SUN-- the latter I'm kind of down with? Then we play a game of Am I the Asshole?, and Alyssa gets a little too personal. Alyssa slams spaghetti, so Eddie gives us some food science because he's a bad noodle apologist (but that potato tip is on point).

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We're back from our holiday (?) break, talking New Years Resolutions (it took a while to edit this, okay?), and the Government Shutdown (that turned out to be the longest shutdown in US history #winning). Eddie rants about his coworkers, likens taxes to Happy Meals, and tricks Alyssa into talking about rat breeding and rat shows.

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Music by bff Diamondback Manhunter on Spotify, @Dbackmanhunter on Twitter, www.DiamonbackManhunter.com

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EDDIE GOT FISTED, Part Duex of ??? (killme)

We return for the second (or third) hour in this Lovcraftian hellscape Alyssa has been condemned to. She knew not the tribulations ahead, forging on in blissful naivete, deep into the yawning maw of this monster, FREDDY GOT FINGERED (2001)-- But reprieve! We stray off the topic of Tom Green's masterpiece to dissect the ineffable, from Donald Glover's This Is America, to the works of Tarantino, and this moves into the #MeToo Movement, and devolves somehow into a discussion about the sex drive of serial killers, and the nuance of gender. What even is this podcast you're listening to?

Musical interlude track "The Ladder" by Special Guest Diamondback Manhunter on his album NEON ALCHEMIST, find more here; https://diamondbackmanhunter.bandcamp.com/

Oh my god.

What happened? well we created the disasterpiece known as the Eddie Got Fingered saga. Imagine if you will 5+ hours of a scene by scen, post modernist breakdown of the movie Freddy Got Fingered. Time to stop imagining. It's real.

More piece of the saga are to come, good luck

Eddie.

(totally not in hiding from the key lime pie thing, i swear)

.... ...... !..!!! .. .! ! .

Hey baby, we hear that bluegrass a-callin’, word salad on a scrambled page.

In this episode, Eddie and Alyssa, the duo that’s as American as apple pie, have a finger in a new conspiracy that is not easy as pie, so shut your pie-hole, cutie-pie, and eat this humble pie. If you don’t know about Piegate, maybe another you does?

Interlude track; Four Clefs’ I LIKE PIE, I LIKE CAKE

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Alyssa’s had a bad day, and now you will too, as she discusses in too much detail, her experiences with bad gynecologists. Then she nerds out about writing again, sorry not sorry.

Eddie has a revelation about reusable plastic bags pushed by the state with the Bag Ban— DROP EVERYTHING. We just broke the story of the fuckin’ decade. IT COULD BE KILLING YOU RIGHT NOW.

Then Eddie talks mess on music, trying to keep Alyssa off the topic of screenwriting (the struggle is real), but note that This Is America had not been released at the time of recording this episode.

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Alyssa actually has something to vent about— You guessed it. Screenwriting! We rag on various screenplay services, and briefly discuss management/representatives. This might be the most Alyssa has said in any one episode. Eddie has a coworker that’s a nice person, and he can’t handle it, so he attempts to bore her to death, but only succeeds in boring Alyssa, by putting her and you, dear Shitheads, through the same passive aggressive abuse as said coworker (who, spoiler alert, was super into it). We answer some listener questions, we talk about poop, we get into it a little talking about the Oregon man whose girlfriend katana’d him, and, while we talk about the Podern Madness Twitter polls in this episode (thank you again for your support), that shit got extra ugly after recording this ep. (feel free to look it up on Twitter if you’re curious). Basically, some sore loser accused us of cheating, and we ask him to prove it. Hours later we miraculously have an absurd number of votes, obviously paid for with an online cheat service. We assume this guy spent $50-80 to shame the Let’s Get Shitty Show. Little does he know, we do that ourselves, just about every other week or so. Thanks for listening, btw. :)

https://twitter.com/PodernMadness/status/975504630607118336 just vote @bloodbits

I'm so very sorry, please stand in support of the people i've hurt, and vote @bloodybits

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