Inspired, or perhaps humiliated by the recent announcement that Lou Reed will collaborate with Insane Clown Posse to produce something to "blow the fucking minds of anyone whose (sic) down with the clown and with 70's fag rock", the atrophied brains of Karen Carpenter, Bob Marc and Dr. Fiasco have cobbled together another lame excuse for a Show With No Expectations Whatsoever. Put on your headphones for the FINAL BROADCAST of NOSE HAIR LINT GLAND, settle into a hot tub of hydraulic fluid and ball bearings, light up a cupcake and kiss your cloaca goodbye.

NOSE HAIR LINT GLAND: What?

The following is the incessant cater balling:
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Curmudge: I was filing a tax extension,just tu\ned in. (10:19pm)
Tracy: tooty fruity.. (10:29pm)
Tracy: leather jackets oughta be outlawed (10:29pm)
Curmudge: Is this Lou Reed? (10:33pm)
Curmudge: Mustaine (10:38pm)
Curmudge: Not me (10:38pm)
wrybread: hey nice pic! (10:42pm)
Aslan: not me (10:43pm)
Tracy: terrible (10:45pm)
Tracy: entertaim me (10:46pm)
Tracy: n (10:46pm)
Curmudge: I can still hear you... (10:46pm)
Tracy: wont listen to this show? (10:47pm)
Tracy: not even a blowjob it worth 2 hours of nose hair lint gland (10:47pm)
Tracy: you lost your man cave (10:49pm)
Tracy: so sad (10:49pm)
Tracy: where is the cadle? (10:50pm)
Curmudge: He uses it as a changing table. (10:50pm)
Tracy: remte show from the baby oom (10:51pm)
Tracy: remote (10:51pm)
Curmudge: Manson was a good baby sitter (10:51pm)
Tracy: always is always forever (10:51pm)
Tracy: do you take requests? (10:52pm)
Curmudge: Stick to the script boys (10:52pm)
Curmudge: I%u2019m excited to be able to shake up the music scene once again by working with two artists that possess a rare gift: to create music without any concern for listenability.%u201D (10:53pm)
Curmudge: Freddy Prinze (10:55pm)
Curmudge: Are you hung up? (10:55pm)
Curmudge: See ...you went deaf (10:55pm)
Tracy: zzzzzz (10:56pm)
Tracy: get it tgether, boys (10:56pm)
Curmudge: I have seen Karen naked (10:59pm)
orc: *snorts (10:59pm)
orc: frank's still around? lol (11:00pm)
Curmudge: Mechanical Man (11:00pm)
orc: *snorts (11:01pm)
Curmudge: Garbage Dump (11:01pm)
orc: CUPCAAAAKES (11:01pm)
Curmudge: Yikes (11:02pm)
Curmudge: In and out (11:05pm)
orc: *snorts (11:13pm)
Mrs. Dr. Fiasco: I'm still here. (11:14pm)
Mrs. Dr. Fiasco: Siamese fighting fish (11:18pm)
Mrs. Dr. Fiasco: http://shittyporn.com/damt (11:20pm)
Mrs. Dr. Fiasco: I swear that's a link to wikipedia about siamese fighting fish. (11:21pm)
Curmudge: Yes it is (11:21pm)
Mrs. Dr. Fiasco: they are also known as betta fish. (11:22pm)
Tracy: betta than what? (11:23pm)
Curmudge: I like when you leave two of them alone,and come back to one and some fins floating in the water. (11:23pm)
Curmudge: The perfect show would be Fiasco and Carpenter fight to the death. (11:25pm)
Mrs. Dr. Fiasco: I'm afraid I have a vested interest in the outcome. (11:26pm)
Mrs. Dr. Fiasco: I would not be so happy to see Fiasco fins. (11:26pm)
Mrs. Dr. Fiasco: David Lee Roth used to be able to do a russian (name of the jump) (11:28pm)
Curmudge: Is this Lulu? (11:29pm)
Mrs. Dr. Fiasco: who is Lulu? (11:31pm)
Tracy: turn the volume up on hal (11:36pm)
Curmudge: Twisted Times...man that brings back memories... (11:38pm)
Curmudge: I smell a Fundraiser! (11:41pm)
Curmudge: A nervous titter ran through the room... (11:49pm)
Tracy: you almost made it through... (11:51pm)
Tracy: just a couple more minutes (11:52pm)
Tracy: hang your coats, then (11:52pm)
Tracy: wanna playsimon says? (11:53pm)
Tracy: simon says babble into a microphone (11:53pm)
Tracy: simon says don't (11:54pm)
Tracy: ok babble again... (11:54pm)
Curmudge: Lou Gainsborough (11:54pm)
Tracy: simon says babble (11:54pm)
Curmudge: Serge Reed (11:54pm)
Tracy: simon says talk about your childhood (11:55pm)
Tracy: simon says stop karen karpenter at all costs (11:56pm)
Tracy: 11:56 (11:56pm)
Tracy: 11:57 (11:57pm)
Tracy: 11:58 (11:58pm)
Tracy: 11:59 (11:59pm)
Tracy: outta here (11:59pm)
Curmudge: I can't hear you (11:59pm)
Tracy: yyyyaaayyy (12:00am)
98ypy8ty9: 2 or 3 (12:04am)
98ypy8ty9: not fair. you asked your audience to decide (12:04am)
storytellers: sorry! too slow! (12:09am)
storytellers: plus, that was the third one - so you wo n anyway (12:10am)
98ypy8ty9: "self-depreciating"? oh boy. (12:10am)
storytellers: don't be a dick (12:11am)
98ypy8ty9: self-depreciating. (12:11am)
98ypy8ty9: 7t83xc7tui (12:20am)
storytellers: send me a message justin! (12:22am)
soulsatzero: I like this cat's voice, he has good pacing. (12:25am)
98ypy8ty9: cat fight! (12:26am)
storytellers: yep, he's pretty good (12:26am)
98ypy8ty9: goooodvoice.... (12:26am)
storytellers: i'd like to have a manvoice like that. i'm stuck with the 12 year girl voice. le sigh. (12:26am)
98ypy8ty9: you want manvoice? that might be unsettling, since you're a woman. (12:27am)
soulsatzero: I on't have a good voice for reading, I sound like Woody Allen (12:27am)
storytellers: actually, i think it would be shocking hot (12:28am)
storytellers: you listened to light asylum lately? for a n example of woman with a shockinghot deep voice (12:28am)
98ypy8ty9: oh no, soulsatzero! you could read funny stories... (12:28am)
storytellers: if you sounded like woody allen, i wouldn't listen to you. and i listen to you. (12:29am)
98ypy8ty9: no. when's that? is it on radio valencia (12:29am)