Do you ever have a day where it just seems like you malfunctioned from the get-go? You booted up incorrectly. That's an analogy, but I think it also works fairly well in the literal sense. I mean, our brain is a series of little electrical circuits, right? Isn't that kind of what the whole deal is? Encased in a wet blob of spongey meat, of course. Kind of like if you made a computer out of flan. See, this is what I'm talking about. That didn't make any goddamn sense. I'm talking about flan? I haven't even had flan in like a decade. I should, though. I enjoy a good caramel sauce. That's probably a better place to end this than whatever my original point was going to be.
It's not Mayhem Month, but incidentally a mayhem-filled episode nonetheless. Lots of carnage and existential dread, including a historical lecture and two separate trigger warnings. Yowza! We start off with another jumbo opening segment where we discuss Jack's son's birthday, pork tenderloin sandwiches, Sam's Club, and Cody's taste in musicals. Then it's three tales of Guys, featuring a runaway slave who became a martyr for American independence, a guy who did something really stupid while exploring a cave and paid the price, and an ordinary Florida slacker who got mixed up with the worst friend group of all time.
Crispus Attucks- 41:29
John Edward Jones- 1:07:17
Marty Puccio Jr.- 1:35:55
