Hello and howdy and welcome to She's Fixin' To Write This Here Murder, Y'all. It's a podcast about Murder She Wrote, which I make to fill the void formerly occupied by a social life. C'est sera sera, as I think they say. 

Today's topics include: Voodoo Dreams, Tattooed Meat, The Greg Calendar, Forehead Airport, Lobster Analogies, Bonkin', This Old Police Chief, Neon Graveyard, Synthesizer Abuse, I'm an advertising savant, Chaos Jessica, Shame Me (Please), Sexy Dancing, Puny Mortal Minds, Paper Mache Truck Nuts 

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Howdy. Welcome to She's Fixin' To Write This Here Murder, Y'all.

This time, I'm recording from within the bowels of a corporate research facility. I impetuously volunteered to be a test subject, which may have been a mistake (because of the hallucinations). Although, they said I would be paid at the end. Plus, someone keeps leaving sausages in the drawers (which is nice). Since I haven't seen anyone in a day or so, I decided to discuss the second episode of Murder, She Wrote. 

Today's topics include: I can smell birthdays, Californians v. Texans, Haphazard drag, Complementary Bovril, Disco dufus, My favorite glue to smoke, Leather creep, Angela's global conspiracy, Fur-bound bible, The public school experience, Morally loose vegetables, Settee = ugly couch, Face rehabilitation, and MURDERRR!

Please listen to my podcast. I think it's pretty okay. 

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Howdy. Welcome to She's Fixin' To Write This Here Murder, Y'all.

This week, I discuss the first episode of Murder, She Wrote from within a walk-in freezer which is located in the remains of a Chili's, which is located in the wasteland of central Texas, which is located in a post-apocalyptic alternate universe where everything got real goofed up.

Today's topics include: Gary the destroyer, Bootleg Andy Griffith, An avant-garde sweater, Pruning as innuendo, Li'l grumpy, Pee-pee poor acting, My "artist" friend Billy, The necessity of object-permanence, Got 'em, Dack and his dick, boating with friends, and MURDERRR.

Please listen to my podcast. I do some jokes.

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Howdy. Welcome to She's Fixin' To Write This Here Murder, Y'all.

In this episode, I discuss the pilot for the show Murder, She Wrote while trapped in a tornado-shelter belonging to a man called Cooter. To be clear, circumstance trapped me here. Cooter is very nice (although, a bit needy). 

Today's topics include: A very vascular Angela Lansbury, roaming bands of feral lawyers, mediocre screenwriting, my nemesis Grady, pervert stuff, autonomic barfing, my dream dad, sexual-hypertension, loitering tough guys, and MURDERRRRR. Also, the ecological shitting-of-the-bed which produced giant, omnivorous cicadas and why that's something to avoid.

Please listen to my podcast.

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Howdy. Welcome to She's Fixin' To Write This Here Murder, Y'all.

While on an aimless journey across the post-apocalyptic wasteland of central Texas, I came upon the artifact which would provide my wretched life with the purpose it had been lacking since puberty: The Murder She Wrote DVD boxset (on DVD).

This is the absurd and thrilling tale of how this dumb alternate-universe podcast came to be, as well as a slightly delusional mission statement. Please listen to my podcast. It's pretty okay.

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