After a very drunken and angry night we scrap the recordings and start again the next morning. Rob doesn't realise we're in record at first but then asks if our listeners will send in photos so that we can see how gorgeous you all are. Rob thinks that I'm nasty to all of you as this slowly turns into Gordon's spleencast. Rob explains what Milk Thistle is and reveals that I was a bastard last night. We discuss my orgone accumulator and then get into a very boring, geeky conversation about my MIDI keyboard. It turns out that we've forgotten what alcoohol induced memory loss is. We have a good laugh at Elvis Costello's tremolo invasion and Rob talks about losing his penis again.
