From Teeth studios, it’s Brandon’s birthday episode. For this momentous occassion, he tells yet ANOTHER pooping his pants story. The boys go on to argue about comic book movies, get into the Batman shootings briefly (“IT’S…TOP-IC-ALLL!”) and the terror that is the American alligator.
Archive for July 7, 2012
LG: Episode 45
Polish Brandon returns from his cross country travels, entertaining us with tales of Scott “Rocks In the Sink Mothafuckin” Murphy’s wedding in Iowa, and his visit to see his parents in Florida. The boys swap 4th of July stories, Uncle Luke tells of his getting thrown out of his favorite porn star’s house at her birthday party.
LG: Episode 44
Polish Brandon apologizes for doing a drunken face plant in the middle of the last episode and spilling hot candle wax all over our carpet. He & Uncle Luke ramble about tv shows (Louie), Uncle Luke’s first golf trip with the boys, and why women are so fucking ga ga over Australian men.
LG: Episode 43
Polish Brandon, in his most inebriated appearance in Lookin GOOD’s history, gloriously trips over the coffee table in a drunken stupor. He knocks the entire table over (including the recorder), spilling hot melted candle wax upon our beautiful rug (it really tied the room together), his beers, everything. He falls right on his wretched face. It’s a bit of a haul up to that one, so hang in there for the love of god.
*Also, please give a minute or so for our “Song of the Week,” which is “Rap Superstar” from Cypress Hill. There just MAY be a visit from the ultimate tribute band , “Luc-ress Hill.” Don’t miss it.
LG: Episode 42
Rob Base joins us from Teeth Studios for this one, and tells possibly one of the funniest stories we’ve ever heard. (He used to have to work with the mentally handicapped; strap in, folks.) Polish Brandon comes in fresh from his treacherous ordeal of being trapped in the porter’s room at work. Uncle Luke admits he lost an arm wrestling challenge to a small El Salvadorean man.
LG: Episode 41
Not only were Polish Brandon & I fucking shit housed when we recorded this (both having come home drunk from work, from drinking AT work), I’m drunk right NOW trying to cobble together a description for it. It’s a rambling, incoherent, and virtually unlistenable episode. Fuck yourself. (I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. Thank you for listening, god bless all our friends and fans.)