Uh, well, we're not sure what to do here. We walked down the corridors to the Here's a Guy dungeons where we imprison the horrid creature we ask to write the episode descriptions. This time, though, we couldn't get him to wake up and ramble off some nonsensical paragraph for us. We poked him with our sharpest stick and he's just lying there. It looks like there's some spittle pooled up by his head. I don't understand- he'll do this for a day or two sometimes, but always reacts to our coaxing, even if we have to get a little aggressive. Should we have not been purposefully ignoring the dietary needs he's been trying to inform us of since 2021? I don't know, that sounds like a bunch of woke bullshit to me. I guess for this week we have to write this off as a "no comment." Meanwhile we'll look for a local doctor with expertise in whatever sort of nasty pig creature this thing is. We're taking the bill out of his weekly carrion allotment though.
Two man show this week- it was Cody's turn to have his city get hit by a tornado today! Alex and Jack discuss severe weather, hemorrhoids, Warped Tour, Avril Lavigne, odd local shows, and the extended Here's a Guy universe. Then it's two outrageous tales of Guys, featuring a racing prodigy who ruined his career with a photo op and an underground local band whose concert took a bizarre turn.
