in this epsidoe, we're back from the dead. it's been a helluva year and its already halloween. join your beloved hosts as we try to remember how to do this, knowing we never step into the same river twice. a lot of people don't know this, but traditionally, halloween was celebrated with marathon listenings of rnpp, much to the amusement of the entire family and neighborhood. join usssss.........

listen, i'm tired as shit. played poker last night, stayed up late, woke up early... i'm tired. i phoned the cover in, forgot to upload the other days, idk. it's on me dawg, that's my b. but here it is. our friend joe stopped by, gave us a window into sober living with the fellas. he didn't eat all my chips, so that's pretty good. i;m just gonna go ahead and upload this because i'm tired. i don't even know what i've been doing, but it's been fun. stop, look, listen. that's all you gotta do. i love you.

int his expseosde, we went swimming beofre the theopsisdoe. and then we did a podcast, this one. epsoede zero zero three one. it's been a few weeks, but we're still doing it. we talked about all kinds of shit. the batteries ran out, but we're doing our best. one podcast at a time. this time with our friend joey. look, i don't know what you want from us, just listen to it. damn.

didn't even remember it was number 30, fells like we just started this yesterday. trying to make up for lost time, but shit's been hard, bro. rough year. anyway, i need to do my taxes. we went to a nice restaurant then shot guns, but no explosions this time. for you anyway. lots of shooting. ear still ringin. take it or leave it. a very special thanks to our 5th listener. we couldn't do it without you.

i dont know if whose fault it was, but man we got fucked up. some of us did anyway. maybe we're just getting old. need to take a break from that restaurant for a minute. anyway, we been gone for a minute but i seen this podcast and i wanted to upload it on you. its my downfall. listen to it all. gotta get that paper. josh and alex joined us, idk if they got fucked up too. man.

in this episdoe, the boys discuss the meaning of life and the meaning of death and anal sex as usual. it's been quite a month here at rnpp, and considering it's only febuaryay, 2025 is fucked. anyway, if you're still with us, thank you for all of your money. it's your contributions that allow us to keep bringing you the high-quality programming you've come to expect from rnpp, and for that, we're grateful. listen, you never know when your card's gonna get pulled, so you might as well listen to rnpp. bottom line. no cap. happy valintimes day.

here at rnpp, we take valentinves's days very serious. that's why we've dedicated an entire epoissode to helpful tips for you're upcuming valentinves's days. let Gerry and the fellas guide you to erotic bliss this valentinves's days. pro tip: clean the tp clingers out you're ass first if you expect someone to eat it.

now, we talked about some other shit, but that's all i've got for you. just fuckin listen to the dad garm edpspidsode. and clean you're ass. shit. i don't need all that shit in my mouth. it's fuckin gross. i mean, c'mon. really? the fuk

in this sapesideo, the guys find themselves in a literal cracker barrel with Mitch. idk how we even ended up there and we almost didn't make it out alive, but we did eat their racist-ass food and the racist-ass pot roast was pretty good. figures. oh, and there's no actual barrel of crackers, but the waitress said they used to have it, a long time ago. she wasn't even white, so i don't know how she can work there. fuck man. probably forced to work there. damn. shit's fucked. anyway, you know wer were on the road and we shot guns in blanco and the 380 and the 38 and the ak and the 45 and the ar and some tannerite, but, and i know some listeners will be disappoint, but no explosions this time. and we had a great time as usual.

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