Trailer Park Boys Presents: Park After Dark - Episode 11 - Blue Jays and Mr. Preparation H

Episode Date: October 16, 2015

Ricky, Julian and Bubbles are back in Ricky's kitchen! This week's topics include the Toronto Blue Jays, talking can openers, Disco Duck, and why Harvard can suck it. Ricky also attempts a daring jump stunt...Episode 11 is brought to you by Dragons' Den star Michael Wekerle!

Are you sure this stuff's not gonna blow our fucking heads off? Who cares? It's party time. We've been partying all night. I've not been to bed yet. Ah, for fuck's sakes. Ricky. Is that the mild or the fucking crazy shit? It's the how you do it, I'm happy shit.

What's that mean? I don't fucking know. Let's just get going. Am I going to freak out now? Is this like... This is new. I haven't really tried it until right now. We'll see what happens.

Ricky. I get that the podcast is going now. I know, but he can't just start handing out fucking untested weed. Well, we've got to do the intro or something. How's it going? Another Trailer Park Boys podcast. No idea what number this is, nor do I give a fuck. Doesn't matter, man. Well, fuck boys. We're starting partying early today because today's a fucking big day. After that crazy, crazy fucking Blue Jays game the other night. Yeah, that was awesome.

I'm sure some of you don't give a fuck about the Blue Jays, but I, as one, give a major fuck about the Blue Jays. That was one of the craziest games ever, boys. What happened, Ricky? Give us a fucking recap. Well, the seventh inning was almost an hour. Three joints and about four beer. Holy shit.

Give us a recap as if you're watching it, like you're the announcer. All right, well, you didn't see recap as if you're watching it, like you're the announcer. All right, well, you didn't see the game because you're a fucking dub. Probably one of the craziest games ever. I was working on fucking cards. So it did it. Fucking... Sanchez throws the ball. He's the pitcher, right? No. To Martin, the catcher. Sanchez. Yeah. You had a little guy looking after your cat's name sanchez yeah believe me goes to throw the ball back to the pitcher hits the batter's head it goes into play they have a runner on third base guy runs it scores first they didn't count it then they all got together the

umps and apparently made the right call and the run counted which made the rangers go ahead three two that was a people started throwing-2. That was a fucked up call. People started throwing balls and cans. It was a fucking shit show. I heard about this. There were weapon cans onto the field. I don't know much about the rules in baseball, but that seemed to be... That was a fucked up call.

They were throwing it back, and then they counted it as a hit. How do I end up being the star? If the fucking game had ended on that call, there fucking would have been riots. It would have been really bad. They're going to have to change that fucking rule for people's safety. And for the fucking game.

It was bullshit. People would have pulled the fucking CN Tower down. Anyway, thankfully it didn't matter because fucking Batista crushed a fucking three-run homer. 6-3 Toronto. Crazy as fucking finish. Ah. Asuna came in, closed it out. Fucking awesome.

Anyway. Still excited, boys. What are you looking at, my bird? Stand up, Ricky. Fucking awesome. Anyway, still excited, boys. What are you looking at, my bird? Stand up, Rick. No, I'm not standing up right now. Okay, I'm happy, and I hope they fucking kick ass tonight. He's got a boner. I know.

That's right. Big game tonight, boys. Against the fucking Royals. No, no, let's go back. We're starting the partying now. It's 11 a.m. But I fucking... Okay, no, let's back this up again.

Whenever the game starts, we're going to be fucked. A little bit here. Okay, we were supposed to be at that fucking game, but you fucked that all up. Yeah, you know that we could have been at that. Let's talk about that. Well, do you know that? I don't know for sure.

You guys said maybe we could get tickets, and I wish I could have been at the head tickets. We had a fucking skybox. Just pause for one second, because I hate when this happens. Your fucking beer cup too full? Jesus Christ. That's a sassy fucking one. What?

Are you smoking, Julian? Are you smoking? No, man. I just... Okay. We made it. We probably should have been at the game. It was fucking magical.

We got invited to the fucking Dragon's Den premiere with Michael Wackerly, and we couldn't go. Why? No idea. You know why. Okay. I'll tell you what. Why did you review it? Because you guys fucking brought it up when I was drunk, and we couldn't go. Why? No idea. You know why. Okay, I'll tell you why. Because you guys fucking brought it up when I was drunk, and I was still pissed off about the whole Lucy and him thing.

I still think she fucking has feelings for him, whatever. I don't even care. I don't even want to talk about it anymore. I know, but you have no proof. Big deal if Lucy thinks he's hot. Why couldn't we have gone up to the Dragon's Den? Free trip to Toronto. Because you guys brought it up when I was drunk,

and I got fucking pissed off and stormed away. Do you know how much fun that would have been? We would have went down the fucking red carpet with Wack, just like he was our buddy, you know?

You sound like Lucy right now, so Wack's better than all of us, is he? No. You hang out with Wack, then you hang out with me. No, Ricky, I don't mean that, but just I've never been

to a fucking, you know, fancy party like that. Big premiere of a Dragon's Den show. Yeah, have you seen it? It's on fucking TV again. That's why we were going up. That's why we were going up.

For the premiere party, Ricky. That guy's got some cash, man. We could have made some money from that guy somehow. $800,000 suit on. You look fantastic. So anyway, we missed the fucking one of the greatest baseball games ever played probably because... Thanks, Rick. It was definitely up there in all my lives of watching baseball.

I've never seen a game that fucked ever. Crazy. In all your what? Lives. What? What? Ricky, what was the shit we smoked? In all my lives.

How many lives have you had? I didn't tell a lie. I said lives my lives. How many lives have you had? I didn't tell a lie. I said lives. Yeah. How many lives have you had? Well, more than a cat. That's for fucking sure. I should have been dead probably 12 times by now.

He's fucked. Where are we? What's happening? Are we podcasting? Are we... We're podcasting. Podcasting. I still didn't fix my lamp for the fucking game tonight.

Fucking piece of shit. What do you need a lamp for? Because once it gets dark, you're trying to find a piece of hash. Where did that go? I know it's in there right. Why don't you just get a flashlight? Is there a button?

Oh, fuck. there we go. Ah, fucking perfect. Alright. So this is your hash finding lamp. Or whatever else, maybe mixing a drink. You want to know how much is in there. You don't want to put too little. Why wouldn't you just turn on a fucking light though? Darkness outside. Happens. Falls. Alright, let's do this.

Just hang on now. I'm not... Why do you keep them going like this? Oh, because I'm interested. You keep this around inside in case you lose hash. Well, usually by the car. I like to watch the games outside because the smoke, you don't have to worry about getting smoke in the baby's lungs,

especially if you're smoking a joint. So it's basically your flashlight. Even though there's no evidence it's fucking bad for them. No evidence what? Well, if you're in the fucking trailer watching the game and you want to light up a joint, you know, well, Trin's got her little, my grandson in there or whatever, apparently you're not supposed to smoke in front of your grandkids or other kids. But there's no fucking solid papers that say

it's going to fuck them over or anything. Yes, there is. I mean, I do it out of respect because some people don't like to smoke. He can decide when he's seven or eight if he wants to smoke or not. I'm going to wait until then. There's thousands of documented fucking papers saying smoke hurts babies.

Cigarettes? Yeah, like smoke outside. Why can't you just step outside and smoke? I always smoke my cigarettes outside. Well, that's a good thing. That's a good start. Now smoke the dope. You're talking about smoking dope and blowing it on the baby.

Well, not even a joint. It's just a little hit off a water bong or something. And you blow it on the baby. No, fuck. You guys are missing the points of the whole fucking talk. That's what you said. Just don't, try not to smoke around the baby. No, fuck. You guys are missing the points of the whole fucking talk. That's what you said. Just don't, try not to smoke around the baby. I try not, I don't.

Smoke in the bathroom. Fuck, just think. Look, it's got a Morse code button. It's pretty hard to see that on the radio, bubs. Oh. All right, so what else are we gonna talk about here? Nothing. Let's just keep getting the buzz on until the fucking game starts. Fuck all this shit.

No, I got some fun facts to talk about. I looked up. Mr. Preparation H. Why would I be Mr. Preparation H? Because you're better. I don't know, I just went to bed. You know what that is, right? What? Preparation H. Because you're... I don't know. I just went to bed. You know what that is, right? What? Preparation H.

No. That's the stuff you stick in your hoop if you gotta... Ass cream, man. For hemorrhoids. What do you mean, stick in your hoop? You've gotta put this cream up your ass if you've got hemorrhoids and shit, man. What the fuck are you talking... You put cream on your finger and drive your finger up your ass?

What are you talking about? I don't know. It doesn't go in. You just put it on the actual roid. I've never had hemorrhoids, so I don't know. But it's hemorrhoid cream. I don't even know how the fuck we got on asses and things going in asses. You called me Mr. Preparation H. I thought because you're prepared, all right?

I know, but why would you add the H when that's a hemorrhoid cream? You basically called me hemorrhoid cream. No, it's from a TV show. The greatest hero of the Americans when he was Mr. H and he was always prepared. That's what I was talking about. The greatest American hero because he had H on his little fucking costume. He didn't have an H on it, did he? I don't fucking know.

You know what, boys? I'm too fucked to be talking about this stuff right now. All I meant to say was you're fucking prepared. So what are you going to do? I don't fucking know. You know what, boys? I'm too fucked to be talking about this stuff right now. All I meant to say was you're fucking prepared. So what do you got? I am prepared. Fuck. So I was just reading fucking Stamos' back on the record. Did you know that?

What do you mean? Stamos. You know Stamos. Yeah. Three's a crowd or whatever the fuck they're... Full house. Full house. Yes.

Full crowd. See, he doesn't know how to... That's somebody that does not know how to pace himself. He should not be checking. Well, it says he got a DUI, but when they ran the... Where the fuck are our microphones? Oh, fuck. Jesus.

No one's going to be able to fucking hear shit now. No, they're going to be able to hear it. There's the things, but... For fuck's sakes. Anyway, sorry to interrupt Stamos' steam most liquor talk no he's just they when they tested him he was on GHB and he tried to say oh that's not liquor no it's not fuck you get do you always said it was well he was on lecker to under the influence drugs and alcohol was on lecker but when they ran the blood you know they got GHB out of them too.

Yeah. Which is what? Well that's your... It's not hash or weed or... No you're partying pretty good then. Some chemicals man. Like what sort of shit does that, what is it? I don't, I don't get it. Does it have a street name? GHB I think. I think that's about it. What does it stand for? Good... Great Hairy Balls. Oh, man. I don't know what it's fucking... What does it stand for? Why would it stand for Great Hairy Balls?

That's kind of fucked up. First thing that popped into my mind. Why would that be the first thing that popped into your mind? I mean, if that's what the drug did to you, you know. You got hairy balls. If the drug, you took it and all of a sudden you had great big hairy balls. I could see Colin at that, but. It's definitely, that's not what it.

So is he fucking, is he fucked? Is he in jail? I don't know. I just read the headline. I didn't read the whole story. Poor fucker, man. That sucks. Yeah.

I mean, you're that rich. I mean, you're that rich. I'm assuming you're that rich. He's probably right back in a rehab. Hire someone to fucking drive you around, no? That's what I say. It's fucking dumb. Or get better at dealing with fucking cops. One or the other.

Take a class on how to deal with fucking cops when they pull you over, dumbass. They don't have classes for that. No. See, there you go. There's something I should start. What? A how to deal with the cops class? Could be cops, could be your fucking guidance counselor, your principal, security officers. How to deal with authority figures, 101, with Ricky.

Yep. How to basically tell them to fuck off and get away with it. Yeah, you'd have a lot of students, Rick. So if you were John Stamos and all of a sudden you get pulled over and you're fucking cranked up on liquor and you got GHB and you're all cranked up, what do you do? How do you deal with it? See, I'd have to take that drug and see how it works around cops before I could teach that class. All right, that's fair.

I don't know if you want to be taking that drug, though. It's kind of fun. I guarantee if he'd come to one of my classes and the cops pulled him over, he probably would have been fine. He should have went on the offense. It's the best thing to do with a cop, going on the fucking offense. Yeah, but, no, you're talking about, like, Hollywood cops, man. You go on the offense with them, they'll tase you, they'll do whatever.

Yeah, but then you can see them. Because they know it's going to make all the fucking headlines. Yeah, but by the time all that happens, I don't know if the way you do it is going to work for those people out there, man. I don't think so. Fine, fuck them. Okay, moving on.

Don't rush me. Pups, we're finished talking about that. Okay. Do you know about this invisibility cloak? Was he your favorite one on the full crowd? On the full house? Yeah. Well...

I bet you liked that other guy, didn't you? Who? The guy from the funny videos. Oh, Bob Saget? Mm-hmm. Oh, Saget, I mean... You can't base Saget on that show, because have you ever seen his fucking stand-up?

Yeah, I wasn't a big fan of him in the show, but his stand-up, man, he's fucking... He's not like Danny or whatever his name was in the show. No, man, he's hardcore. Oh, that guy, yeah. He's not like him at all. He's talking about banging chicks in the ass. Yeah, he gets pretty gross. That's good.

Who was the other guy? He hasn't really... I haven't seen him in anything else. Dave Coulier? Is that his name? Where did that come from come from somebody i never watched the show really somebody knows all our names and how to spell them yeah it's just kind of weird not really it is bob saget john stamos and bob coulier okay coulier did you think he was coulier Coolie. Coolie. Coolie.

Did you think he was Coolie? No. Did you kinda look up to him when you were a kid? Think he was great? Boys, fuck off. You know I didn't watch Full House. You're just trying to make it sound like- Bullshit, you didn't watch that show.

I never watched Full House. Benson was on at the same time I like Benson yeah now you watch full house man Benson well I just so fucking prepared because these topics are not really that no man oh yeah about the invisibility cloak these chips are shitty bubs well they're your champ what the fuck did you just say scientists yeah have perfected, almost perfected, a real life invisibility cloak. Bullshit. The fuck does that even, what are you talking about?

They've got a thing you can put it on and it adapts to the walls or whatever. Bullshit. And you disappear against a fucking wall like a chameleon. Bullshit. Ricky, it's right there. Read it. I can see that. Read the headline. Ricky, it's right there. Read it. I can see that. Read the headline.

What, are you just strapping a big mirror all over you? Read it. Harry Potter. Ah, fuck. This is a lot of reading. Small words. Yeah. I'll have to read that later.

Julian, you can read it, I guess, maybe, but... Okay, whatever. You don't gotta read it. I'm just saying it's fucking true. They're getting closer, they said. How, though? What does it do? Just to say. I believe it because I damn near built one myself. Bullshit, man. That's a bunch of fucking kids saying, here's how we scam the government. We'll put out these headlines, we've almost invented it. And get the government to fucking give us some money.

Pretty smart, actually. I almost had one built. What did you build it out of? All the little TV screens and little monitor screens. I had a suit made of them. And I would just, I mean, I would just play TV shows. So I wouldn't exactly disappear, but... But does it make your body...

It'd be distracting enough that people wouldn't... Riddle me this. Does it make you disappear, or does it make you look like you disappeared? Because that's two different fucking things, probably. Makes you look like you disappeared. It makes you look like it, Ricky. It's the cloak that you have on, right?

That, you know, it's fucked. I didn't want to get into it. It's too much shit to read. See, now I don't want to read it, because I think it's bullshit. There's no way you'll understand that, you know, it's fucked. I didn't want to get into it. It's too much shit to read. See, now I don't want to read it because I think it's bullshit. There's no way you'll understand that, man. There's way too many big words. It's just so much reading.

It's not that much reading, Ricky. It's a paragraph. Electromagnetic. Fuckquency. Yeah. I'll have to read that later. Yeah, man. You're going to totally understand the whole thing.

You guys don't like my facts. No, it was good. It was pretty shitty so far, man. You're going to have to give me a hand, bubs. I'm trying to make a water bomb for the fucking Jays game tonight. I need to cut this fucking tube. What? But my cutters are fuckered.

Ricky, don't snip your finger off. Ricky, do you have to do that right now? No, I don't actually. For fuck's sakes. Alright. Here, no, keep going. You almost got it now. I know, but this is busted. This is fucked. The handle's broken. Goddamn fucking things.

What's the point of tools when they break? May as well never even bought them once they're fucking broken. You're not supposed to fuck with them until they break, man. I don't know what the fuck this is, but that's not going to do shit. What the fuck is that thing?

I don't know. I bought it at a flea market. I thought it was a can opener, but it doesn't open cans. Isn't that like a walnut cracker? Or no, it's a lobster. No, man. For those of you who can't see

what's happening right now... Let me see that thing. Brittany is trying to cut a giant hose with an unidentified... I'll tell you right now, if I made tools, I would put a little thing on the tool to say what the fuck it is. This is to open shit up, like different sized jars and shit. Whoever invented that fucking thing definitely had a purpose for it. It's a jar opener. No.

Really? Yes. Yeah, Ricky. What are all these fucking things up here here they're awful sharp grippy things grippies gripper teeth or some pickle jar when you need one all right this is great bubs well i'm glad you led this one today okay how about lamar odon I fucking led this one today. Okay, how about Lamar Odom? Did you hear about him? You know, the basketball fella?

Yeah. And he was on the reality TV, you know, with one of the Kardashians. Oh, fuck. I heard about this cocksucker. Well, it's not really nice to call him cocksucker. No, I know. I feel bad for him, actually. He went out and kind of hurt.

Yeah. If it's the guy I'm thinking of, is it? I found him all banged up at a broth this fucking thing doesn't work it's not a can opener it's a jar opener ricky i know but if you use it on a can and pretend no you need a can it's not gonna cut right through a fucking can no you're right it's not you can see the marks in it like it's trying it's saying fuck i'm almost there but can't quite marks in it like it's trying. It's saying, fuck, I'm almost there, but can't quite fucking do it, bud. Fuck.

So you think that's if the can opener could talk, that's what he'd be saying? He's talking to me saying, fuck, it's almost working, bud. Good thinking, but not quite the right tool. Who said that? That's what this guy's saying. What do you mean he's saying that? If he could talk, that's what he'd be saying to me. I see what you're fucking trying to do here, bud, and it's a fucking brilliant idea, but I'm just not the right fucking tool. I am not sharp enough to cut through metal.

Well, Ricky, you know how you think that's that thing talking to you? Yeah. It's actually, you're just thinking. That's just called thinking. It's not a jar opener talking to you. You're thinking out loud, man. Telepathically or anything. Holy fuck. Okay. So, what the fuck happened to this guy? That's what I want to know.

I've heard fucking mixed stories. He went, I mean, quite a fucking idea he had when you think about it. Goes to this place where he can pick your women. Picks two beautiful women. Sweet. Gets to spend fucking the whole time with them. And they're basically at his beckety call and do whatever the fuck he pleases, I guess. Yeah, he went and got a couple of ladies for the whole weekend.

VIP, sweet, please. And just just you know that's good what happened though let's get her going all I know I just read it quickly we got on a bunch of you know our drugs and well I don't that's alleged that's what they're saying that's alleged you should have just been smoking the weed why would you need any drugs when you're good that I don't know man yet to them maybe he wasn't though maybe he's just it's just too just overload on the system like holy this is just too crazy that could be

it as well too much banging anyway they found him he was i think he's gonna go home yeah he's not doing good he's a good dude yeah poor fella well that's a nice thing to talk about bubs thank you you told me really bright we started, talk about something current this time. So, fuck. Well, it's current. It's really sad. The Harvard debate team. Did you hear about that?

Who are they? Who cares? Harvard debate team. Oh, the big fucking university smartsy pants. Fuck off. Yeah, and they were the top debate team. They had the national title. They got beat by another debate team.

Guess where they were from? Where? Prison. So those guys beat the fuck out of them? You know what? It's probably good for those Harvard guys to get the shit fucking kicked out of them once in a while just to bring them down a little, I'll say.

Hey, we're not better than everyone else. We're just a fucking debate team from a fucking school. We're not better than anyone else. Ricky, they didn't physically beat them up. Oh. They out-debated them. They beat them at debating is what I'm saying. See, I've said that plenty of times.

There's a lot of smart people in jail and a lot of universities and colleges. Yeah, too bad they're in jail. I think that's pretty amazing. There's smart people in jail like that that should be... Or it also could mean that people in Harvard are just a bunch of rich, spoiled fuckheads that don't deserve to be there, maybe. Yeah, there's probably some students

that are like that, but probably not all of them, man. Julian doesn't want to piss off Harvard. I don't give a fuck about Harvard. You ever going to get in there?

I don't care. They can suck it. Everyone that goes there can suck it. Don't care. Men and women can suck it? No, just the guys. Oh, just the guys? You guys know what I mean. They can suck it, can suck it? No, just the guys. Oh, just the guys?

You guys know what I mean. They can suck it, can't they? No, no. I don't want to be mean to the ladies. Just the guys. No, but I believe what you said. They all can suck it. Who?

Just the guys. You slip up once around you guys and look what happens. I didn't mean to suck them. I'm saying they can suck it. Right. What's it? It's down there. You're telling them to line up?

No, I'm not, man. Julian wants all the fellas. I'm sure there's not a lot of nice people there, okay? I'm just saying if you're one of those people that Ricky talked about, the richy asshole ones, they can fuck off. There probably is some nice people there, but I don't know how they can afford to be there. Unless they're rich.

And they can all, they're all open to give you suck jobs. Fuck off, bubs. Right? No. Alright, moving on. See how he just moves on when it's... Talking about his body, men.

Fuck off, Herky. Okay. Here's a new feature. What? Wow, you look really fucked through these. What's wrong with his brain, man? You know what, boys? I don't know what the fuck we smoke, but it's making me feel zony and I feel like jumping from one fucking thing to another. Like a fucking jumper. I'd like to see that. Actually, if you could start doing that, that'd be, you know, something that would help this podcast out a little bit.

I guarantee you I can jump from this fucking table to that counter. No problem. Whether it touch the floor. Do it, man. ...or they're getting hurt. Why would you want to jump from the kitchen table to the fucking cupboards? I don't know. Just to prove who's in fucking control. Here. Go for it, man.

Fuck. Okay, boys. Check this out. This day in history. Wanna hear some shit that happened? Okay. Depends if it's happy or sad. I want more, like, sad, shitty ones, man. Don't fucking ruin it by doing it. Oh, pardon me. I don't like to, you know, censor anything if there's bad things happening. All right. This is not fun. Okay, you know what? In 1958, on this day, guess what was released?

What? Fucking El Camino. No fucking way. Now that, I will drink to you, for the greatest as well. Canadian automobiles of all fucking times. I don't know why you have a drink. It wasn't Canadian, it was American. It was Chevys. Did you take my drink? I don't know. What did it look like?

Well, it was a drink, Ricky. I had a big... There's a drink back here with either vodka or maybe tequila. That's my drink. That's straight tequila. Oh, Camino. Oh, we didn't talk about... Tell, tell. Oh, Leckerman's either.

Look at that. Leckerman's Old Dirty Canadian Whiskey. Today's podcast is brought to you by... No way. Yeah, man. Yeah. That's a ball you'd see in a Clint Eastwood movie, right? Sitting around the table

in the casino. So that's the shit you serve in your bar and now they're fucking giving us some of that? Where is it all? Did we get any free shit? Or did you take it all?

No, Ricky, that's our new liquor. That's it. We're on the fucking label. Well, fucking give me some liquor. Look, you know you're on the label there, right? That's not me.

That's you, Ricky, right there. You can't even tell. I've got a fucking hat and a banana over my face. Bandana. Bandana. Balana-nana. What the fuck is it called? Bandana.

Yes. A balana-nana. Okay. So, El Camino? The El Camino. Oh yeah. Great for Mary Antoinette. Mary Antoinette. Yeah. 1793 on this day. Beheaded.

Beheaded, see? Sad news. I don't know who she is. Was she special? Marie Antoinette? She was kind of special, yeah, but she... Why the fuck did they chop her head off? I don't know. I probably should have researched

it a little better. She must have fucked up somehow. There was some banging. Somebody was banging around on, you know, somebody and they got caught. I don't think that was it, was it? I don't know, man. I don't know.

I have a fucking clue, Bubz, actually, and I don't care. Marie Antoinette. Can you just Google her? Just look her up. I want to know what happened to her. Well, her head came off. It's, you know, we probably should know why. You know what?

No matter what it was, I think it's wrong. I'm going to call that right now. What's wrong? No matter what she did, I don't think this should have cut her head off. That's fucked. Oh, no, Ricky. They should have. Yeah, that would have been...

That would have sucked to be there watching that. What the fuck are you doing, man? I was trying to hit the ashtray there. I didn't mean to fuck up the calculator. It's not a calculator. Stupid fucking big machines. I fucking think they're smarter than humans. Keep going on that, but guess what else happened on this day in 1976?

Is it happy or sad? It's happy. Fucking very happy. Let's hear it. Disco Duck hit number one in the U.S. Disco Duck? That was a good tune. How the fuck does a duck have a hit song?

Like, hey, I'm Dancing Duck. Does he sing? You don't remember Disco Duck? I don't think so. Ricky. What year was it? 1976. Sing a bit of it, bud.

Wasn't it just like the village people? Disco, Disco Duck. Yeah, that was it. And then we'd do like a Donald Duck kind of thing. Okay, hold of it, Bob. Wasn't it just like the village people? Disco, disco duck. Yeah, that was it. And then we'd do like a Donald Duck kind of thing. Okay, hold the fuck on here. But is it the duck, the one singing the fucking song? Is it a quack song? I don't understand what the fuck a disco duck does.

You think a duck was actually singing the fucking song, Ricky? Was he the singer or he was the song? Ducks can't fucking sing. That was my point. Well, it's pretty fucking obvious, man. It's not. You could have been like the chipmunks, though. You know how they make chipmunks singing songs?

Well, maybe a duck fucking. I don't know how you would shift it into a duck talk. This internet sucks. Pull up Disco Doc, then. I can't get on Mary fucking Antoinette. Sing the song. How fucking, was it a dumb song? How does it become number one? I could have wrote a song called Disco. Look at the fucking Lululoinette. Sing the song. How the fucking, was it a dumb song? How does it become number one?

I could have wrote a song called Disco. Look at the fucking Luli Luli Chicken. There you go. You guys are making fun of that. Maybe that could be number one. I think Luli Luli Luli Chicken's a fucking hit. Wait, no. Disco Duck.

These chips are fucked. No, internet's fucked. It's not going to play? Wow, what a fucking great piece of history. Less than this is. Well, Disco Duck was fucking huge, Ricky. Did you ever dance to it? Maybe.

You disco danced to Disco Duck, did you? Oh, I might have. In a little shiny fucking kid suit? Going around dancing? I didn't have a shiny disco suit when I was a kid. Yes, you did, man. What are you talking about? I did. A silver one. I did, man. What are you talking about?

I did. A silver one. I did not have a shiny disco suit. Shiny silver. It was like a jumpsuit. I thought it was white.

Was it white? I thought it was silver. And no, man, this internet is fucked. Do you still have dial-up here, Ricky? I thought you were fucking Frank Travolta.

Guess whose birthday it is today. Mine. No, not even close. Couple people. John Mayer. Oh, man. That lucky bastard. What do you mean? You're talking about the fucking singer. Not the mayor guy, the singer.

The singer? Yeah. Why are you calling him a lucky bastard? I think he's... You've been showing pictures of some of his ladies he's dated. Oh, yeah. He did pretty well. He's crushed more box than a Staples employee. You said a couple dudes, too, which is different.

Must have been crazy rock parties, I guess. I never said that. A couple dudes? No, I was talking about him. Oh, buff buffs. The guys from Harvard. Yeah. flea from the red hot chili peppers his birthday too awesome pretty cool 52 i think they said nice flea yeah 52. i wonder if i could chew this in half all right boys i'm done i gotta go build a water bomb for the fucking big Blue Jays game tonight.

The internet's not working. Angela Lansbury's birthday. Oh, that's great. Murder, she wrote. Awesome. Happy birthday. If you're going to pick someone not to hang out with, though, maybe. Oh, absolutely.

Why in the fuck would you hang out with her? Every fucking where she goes, somebody gets murdered. Yeah, that's pretty fucked. Oh, I'm going on vacation to the fucking Poconos. Murders! Alright, I'm taking a good job with this one, bubs. Good job, bubs. Nice facts, buddy. Tim Robbins birthday.

Oh, Jesus, Ricky. Are you kidding me? Fuck! Like, was that necessary? Holy fuck. I wanted to prove I could fucking do it. I fucked up. Well, I guess that's the end of that fucking podcast. Turn it off.

I think I broke my shoulder. Well, of course you broke something, you dumbass. I wasn't done either. Tim Robbins' birthday. Didn't even get to talk about Tim Robbins' birthday. I don't give a fuck. Or Suzanne Somers. Who gives a fuck? We're done. Call a fucking ambulance. Call an ambulance.

Fix the table. Fix the leg. Over there, other side. Alright. Go Blue Jays, go. Fuck.