After a three month hiatus the Bastards are back to finish discussing the epic Lyons flood, and the timeliness of quitting gainful employment pre-disaster. Hamtackle shares too much by recounting the online video documentation of auto-genital mutilation, the death of Mr. Hands, and the Dnepropetrovsk maniacs.
This time the elephant in the room dominates the conversation as the Bastards discuss the destruction and turmoil surrounding the flooding of their hometown. Ramtang recounts how a survival situation forces you to devolve into pit-shitting and looting for cigarettes, and Sir Chapsworth watches children play in raw sewage.
Once again the Bastards are trying something new and disgusting so the listener doesn’t have to… the fabled mixed drink known as the knife fight! And once the inhibitions are chased away by their quickened heartbeats, the discussions turns to how to properly drink on the job.
Today Terlet tries to convince the Bastards that you can’t put jous in a gravy boat, but has no problems wolfing down Vienna sausages and sardines. And as if the flavor of cheap, processed meat products wasn’t enough punishment, the discussion turns to tales of regurgitation and Tim Tebow, two things that go together like lesions and sub-saharan prostitutes.
In this amazing episode the commitment to human suffering extends to the casters as they partake in the multicultural “treat” of canned gefilte fish, and emulate 19th century hobos by trying a little tobacco snuff. Listeners beware! There is a risk of priapism or undies that could drown a toddler when the Bastards explore a catalog of paraphilias and oedipal dilemmas.
More manchild action abounds as the Bastards try their hand at becoming shitty soda sommeliers by sampling hot wing, bacon, and ranch flavored soda. After filling faces with the foulness they attempt to regurgitate it all back up by spinning yarns about testicle eating fish and fat chicks.
It’s an episode of secrets! Terlet admits to being ball-fondling brothers with a co-worker, Ramtang is exposed as a clandestine public shitter, and Sir Chapsworth was born with a taste for something disgusting. Come for the filthy discussions, but stay for the mean-spirited misanthropy!
Enjoy the suffering as Hamtackle presents a tasting of ghost peppers, and later learns that a joke becomes exponentially more racist depending on the proximity of the nearest non-white person. Afterwards Cheese Nips kicks the Bastards while they’re down by subjecting them to a one-woman community play. It is worse than it sounds.
This week the Bastards are joined by a feminine influence that fails to elevate the classiness of the discourse. Sir Chapsworth fights though some bottled aggression for his fellow casters to win a competition for best injury as war wounds are discussed over a few rounds of Spirit Hound Moonshine, and we get a virtual tour of Ramtang’s filthiest house of the week!
Welcome to an irrationally long discussion of the culturally irrelevant 1985 Louis Gossett Jr vehicle, Enemy Mine. Sir Chapsworth and Hamtackle narrowly avoid an international incident when an elderly woman gets punched in Ireland, and Terlet scores some collateral deer jerky as random wildlife suffers at the hands of Bastards in cars.
Some music by Kevin MacLeod http://incompetech.com/music/royalty-free/