Show 311- Merry Christmas, from the bearded toolboy Santa..f’ck that

Ok, so this is christmas, and what have you done? Another year over, the weak and strong.  Oh yoko..

show 311 rockets into life with chrissie presents for all.  One for Joey Ratzinger, unfortunately, its not what he was wishing for, although I believe california gave it to him in November.  One for Holden, Captain Planet has the cheque, one for Andrew O’Keefe from Channel 9, it is shaped like a bottle of JD, and one for little Baby Jesus, don’t worry about the sharp edges, he can’t hurt himself.

We also start the new sport of celebrity weatherperson death match smackdowning.  My money is still on Steve Jacobs.

Oh, and those of you waiting for Richards Science Segment.  You cheapskate, lazy fucks.  Just but a copy of the Scientific American.  Thats all he does.

See you in 2009 when once again we hope desperately for a despot to depose.  Maybe Belgium…



No Fucking Deal, I’m too fucked

Show 310 – what the fuck just happened?

My name is Peter WBF. I had an accident, and I woke up in show 310. Am I mad, in a coma, or back in time? Whatever’s happened, it’s like I’ve landed on a different planet. Now, maybe if I can work out the reason, I can get home.

For some reason, all the guys are now wearing silver jumpsuits, the creepy kid from the sixth sense is President and he is married to Abigail Breslin.  In Australia, KRUDD is PM for the 25th straight year and in a weird piece of brain-fuckery, the liberals still think that they might have won in 2007 with Peter Costello as PM…

Yes, we have skipped a few shows and have arrived here at Show 310 in a magical, mysterious way of catching up from my perrenial laziness.  On this show, we finally get to Richards science segment after a 6 year wait, we talk auto bailouts, we talk alleged senate seat auctioneering and we discuss captain planets less that satisfactory climate bargain. 

All rock, all roll, all the time

The new first lady