You know how long it took me to upload this podcast? I'm talking three days here thanks to Podomatic issues. But I was undeterred.
You know how long it took me to actually edit this podcast? We had 4 hours of material. It took me another 4 hours of editing just to get it down to the best 25 minutes. And a lot of Swiss Farms diet green tea was consumed during editing. My audio skills got a workout, as did my bladder.
This podcast is like your grandma's strudel. We baked all day just to make it for you, so you better eat it or else you're going to hurt our feelings. And you wouldn't want to hurt your grandma's feelings, do you?
This is the podcast we've been promising. During the Super Bowl a few weeks ago, Los invited friends into his basement, and we turned the microphones on and left them running just to see if we can say any off the cuff funny things while drinking and watching the game.
Maybe this podcast will suck. Maybe it won't. I guess you will be the judge. But I do believe it is us at our rawest. And now, please allow me to look up in the dictionary to see if rawest is actually a word. I can't seem to remember my 5th grade grammar rules right now.
Our good friend, a man we call Slant, joins us for most of the tomfoolery. But his voice is a little softer than ours so please intently.
And along the way, you will hear more stories of dumb things that Los has done in his life (must be heard to be believed). You will also hear us making fun of Billy Joel during the National Anthem (I hope you don't think us to be un-American, but hey... it was funny to us).
Please join Los and the Rev Smokin Steve, and feel free to crack open a wine cooler. Cause Los loves wine coolers, especially if they are on sale.
And I'll be damned... rawest is the highest inflected form of the word raw. Elementary school taught me well.