
Shit. The last several days have been absolutely overwhelming! Three incredible things happened and you'll have to listen to the show to hear about them, but here's a quick hint:
1) The Podcast Pickle contest has made me a really happy caster

2) PK AND J!!!! Especially the boobie song
3) Podcastalley number 48!!!
I talk about all of these things, but also: dippin' dots (I sing about them too) and the Mall of America. I get before and after bathcast audio comments from the man I now call "Mister Masterbator" but who other people call "Poundcake" of the Simian Syndicate (check out the syndicate soon for a sexy intro by yours truly!). PK and J announce their latest contest. The prize is a picture of the picture of my boobies that I sent them. I don't know about you, but I'm playing. Also, they play our prank from
SG, inc show #6. J still hadn't figured it out, but PK was hip. She knew I wasn't English! I can't bathcast because suddenly the water coming out of the tap is black. No joke. I make up for it with an SG and J duet. A sweet show to counteract unucky number 13.
05.20.05 Show #13
The PK and J Third or The dippin' dots guy is the stuff of nightmares Download the MP3 here!Subscribe to my feed, baby: soccergirlincorporated.com/SGINC.xml
Shout outs, show notes, ephemera:
-- PK and J. Thanks again for making me dance around in excitement. Find their show (and the contest for boobie pictures) at:
pkandjshow.com-- If you're like me, you REALLY want to know who the hell invented dippin' dots. Click
here to find that and other fascinating dippin' dot info. Perhaps I should say, I really WANTED to know. Perhaps I should have researched the history of dippin' dots before shooting my mouth off so carelessly. P.S. I promised that I'd give you, dippin' dots inventor, oral sex as a gesture of my appreciation for your invention. However, um, Mister. Curt Jones (below) is a little creepy looking. I'm not saying I lied, just that I might need lots and LOTS of free dippin' dots to sweeten the deal. no pun intended.
Uh. here you have him. Presenting... the inventor of everyone's favorite "Dippin' Dots"...CURT JONES! (who's dick I promised to suck... oops)
Is it just me, or does he look like a stranger offering candy to a child he plans on abducting, molesting and then selling into slavery overseas? Were dippin' dots made so damn delicious in order to be used for evil? Is the fact that they appear only in environments geared towards attracting hordes of children a clue to an insidious conspiricy between Curt Jones and "Wonderland"'s own Michael Jackson?
Oh lord. What have I gotten myself into. Be gentle, Curt.