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Episode 116 – Ramjack & The Revolt of the Strawmen Slaughter Sqaud
Brad Cupples | 6. December, 2012
This is the perfect podcast for your cheat month. Japan has invited the Burger King back into their realm of gross food festivities. There’s a new genre of literature and it’s officially the worst.
We check with Cosmo to find out if we’re Suckers or Psychics. The great values fam of the 80’s is having budget issues and Wesley finds love in a love con. Meanwhile Kelly escapes her dismal fast food future to join the Saved by the Bell The College Years crew at California College University School.
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Episode 115 – Ramjack vs Iku-Turso and the legion of Octopus Warriors
Brad Cupples | 24. November, 2012
Alex has got Animal Facts and Female Fantasy Facts. Brad is fighting internet scrapes. There’s an old woman in New York that is a professional panic attack instigator. We discuss the ongoing pie war of 2012… that no one knows and/or cares about. Hilariously crazy internet dramz leads to a discussion of art by sensible educated people that aren’t fucking idiots. George catches up with a really old flame and we finally dip into the pilot episode of Saved by the Bell: The College Years.
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And wait to see if someone storms off in a huff!
Episode 105 – Ramjack and the Crystal Robin Dilemma: A Paternal Pandemonium
Brad Cupples | 29. August, 2012
Ramjack days turn into Ramjack nights as we check our focal point and discuss Hallucination Horses, Shifty German Zookeepers, and the terrifying murderous intent of nature. Stickers look delicious to 9/11 year-olds. Mr. Belvedere teaches us the importance of back-up bangs and we learn that only weirdos are scared of earthquakes on Saved by the Bell.
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It will be used as a memorial after one or both of us die, which surely can’t be too far down the road.