The Bastards dip it in and swirl it around with Taliban Glamour Shots, stories of Will, Terlet's terrible mustache, more Chinese tourists, Mormonly Obese updates and Ramtang describes his Star Wars Trilogy of shitting. Keepin' it classy!
The Bastards gather to celebrate their favorite holiday.... You know, the Irish one with the drinking! They also talk about finger-banging chicks in walk-in freezers, Edward Snowden, Shillelaghs, Irish drinking songs and tons more heavily slurred garbage. Drink ya Bastards!!
It's the end of an era as Ramtang has cut his mullet. So begins the Age of the Rat Tail! The Bastards also try a tasty beverage, chat about sports, get a bit racist and Terlet gets farted on by an old woman. Genuinely classy!
Grayscale from the It Only Gets Worse Podcast joins the Bastards as they gather around Skype for their very first internet interview. Kick back and join them for a surprisingly serious discussion about Grayscale's life, gender and other stuff that happens during interviews... etc.
The Bastards are back with a new segment but the same old filth. There is sports talk, shit talk and lots of other goodies, because we love you.
While the Bastards iron out all new audio kinks, they argue, accuse and generally dislike each other, all in the name of Best Friendship!
The Bastards are back with all new recording equipment and all new audio problems. Ramtang unveils the tale of his new son's birth, Sir Chapsworth fondles Hamtackle and Terlet gets too drunk, again. Master Bastard, now with Classtard 2.0!!
What it is to be men, what it is to be with men. In an episode rife with audio glitches, the Bastards discuss the near birth of Ramtang's first child, dine on an international treat, provide limerickal assistance to a dear listener and say generally terrible things. Hot.
Terlet tosses together a Master Bastard 2014 year in review! Listen as he hastily assembles chunks of shows past for reexamination to a chorus of disgruntled, muffled groans.
The Bastards gather around the old Yule log to swap holiday tales, drink and swear at each other, festively. Merry Fucking Christmas.
