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12 September, 2019

12 September, 2019 ---------- A nuanced breakdown of Heather Wade's psychology, a direct apology to DynamoHum, the "Gab" sites, the shit value of your free speech, and much more.

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This is the Gabcast, a podcast about BellGab.com.
Call the show now at 573-837-4948.
That's 573-837-4948.
Now, shut up, sit down, and listen to the damn show.
All right.
It's the Gabcast.
I'm Liberace, a.k.a. M-V. A.K.A. Michael Vanderhooven.
What's up, Pate?
Hey.
Morning.
How you doing, buddy?
I got a favorite class.
You've called into many Gabcasts.
You have participated on many instances, but you've never actually co-hosted.
So I have to tell you that this is an immense pleasure for all of us.
Well, thank you.
I'm just tickled and honored to be here, you know.
And, you know, Pate's got his webcam going.
At least he did earlier.
Well, he's still got it going, but he's not on camera.
But I saw him earlier.
He's a really handsome guy.
He's actually, let's just say he's so handsome.
On my end over here, quarter chub.
I mean, it was really something.
Well, I am Liberace.
If you want to be on the show tonight, the number to call 573-837-4948.
It's 573-837-4948.
The Gabcast is a podcast.
Oh, it's a bottle of Jameson he's got going on over there.
Look at that.
The Gabcast is a podcast about Belgab.com.
It doesn't necessarily have to be about Belgab.com, but it's certainly comprised of characters from and of bellgab.com.
So if you'd like to call in and just talk about whatever, feel free.
We've got a list of stuff to talk about here tonight.
This list was not comprised by me myself, but it's far better than any list I myself could, I think, come up with.
Because believe it or not, there are people who keep up with what's happening on Bellgab far better than I do.
And those are the people to go to for these sorts of lists.
And by the way, Pate, I've always wanted to ask you this.
Your writing style on Bellgab, sometimes it's normal and sometimes it approximates hieroglyphics.
What's the explanation behind that?
Are the hieroglyphic phases are those during moments when alcohol is being consumed?
Sometimes, yes.
Sometimes no.
Sometimes I write goofy stuff just to keep people guessing.
I got to keep my mysterious internet, like Belchan persona.
It really is Belchan.
I mean, you can actually browse to B-E-L-L-C-H.net.
That's how much Belchan it is.
You actually can do that.
I mean, it's we've spit.
We've spared no expense.
We've spared no expense.
Just watch out for the Velociraptors.
Belchan.net.
No, it's, you know, like 4chan is 4ch.net, or there's 8-chan 8-c.
Bellchan is B-E-L-L-C-H dot net if you want to visit that.
So enjoy.
Post your memes and what have yous, and everybody will sit back and L-U-L-Z.
How about that?
So, Pate, when you're posting your hieroglyphics, do they mean something to you at that moment?
They do sometimes.
Sometimes I can't understand them when you know the next day or what in the hell was I getting after there.
Yeah, I've gotten annoyed with you on a couple of locations, a couple of occasions because there have been times I'm actually in there and I'm seriously posting like, and another thing, and I'm hammering out my points.
And if you don't agree with me on this, you're an idiot.
And then the next thing you come in posting emojis and upside-down Vs and equal signs and ampersands.
It's just like hold on a tick.
Emojis, sir.
That's a bridge too far.
I never used those.
Well, I don't think you've ever intentionally meant to, but you have typed characters in succession that the forum software rendered as emojis.
So I'll put it that way.
You hated him.
Like you may have accidentally typed a colon and a right semicolon next to one another at one time.
It's like it's like four paragraphs of indecipherable, what may as well be assembler language, followed by a smiley face.
So I always found that a nice touch.
It's rather pleasing.
I recall one time you yelling at me on air about during the having kind of a rant when I called in.
I yelled at you about a rant on the gab cast.
Yeah, I think I called into a gab cast one time and you were just going off the chain like, why are you doing this?
Was I?
I have no recollection.
Well, you know what?
That's all you had to say.
The discussion would have ended right there.
I'm a drunk.
Okay, next topic.
We would have moved on, but no, you just wanted to be cagey about it.
So tonight, Peyton and I are consuming our own choices of adult beverages.
I got a nice bottle of Jose Cuervo tequila plata here.
And next to this bottle of tequila plata was another bottle of Jose Cuervo, but it wasn't tequila plata.
It was something else.
I forget what it was called, but the color of the fluid was more yellow.
It was more piss yellow, as opposed to this, which is clear like water.
I have no idea what the difference between the two might be, but my logic told me that you probably want to go with the one that's the clearest because perhaps it has fewer, I don't know, harmful things in it.
I mean, really, what's wrong with you when you're consuming a bottle of tequila, but you're worried about bad things in it?
I think you've already jumped the chasm at that point.
You can just go ahead and enjoy your liquor, I guess.
I think that the urine-colored tequila you're talking about, I had actually a discussion with one of my bartenders that was drinking at the bar last night, and she was telling me about tequila, which I can't do, tequila.
But why not?
She said that, oh, just I think as a youngster, I had a party with a handle of Jose Cuerbo when my parents were out of town, and many, many margaritas and straight oops.
And my brain and body has never forgotten that.
So anytime.
Now, I can drink a really good clear tequila, but mostly I stay away from it.
But my bartender was telling me that this, she likes some kind of barrel-aged tequila.
It's like a clear tequila.
And I imagine that's what your urine-colored tequila is.
Although it's barrel-aged, that's probably the difference.
Maybe so.
I mean, I would expect liquid out of a barrel not to be clear.
So that makes sense to me.
Yes.
Tequila Plata, 223 years of craftsmanship.
So this bottle is aged 223 years.
It was only 15 bucks, actually 20.
That's amazing.
I don't know how that's profitable, but somehow they must be making it up in volume.
I think that's how they're doing it.
They age the bottle.
There's a deposit on it.
And when you send it back, somebody fills it up with their bathtub while they're in the bathtub, probably.
So the bottle itself is aged, but probably not the tequila.
You're not joining three-year-old tequila there, buddy.
Well, I don't drink.
I don't drink very often, but these days when I do, it's tequila.
And I only discovered tequila.
Actually, years and years ago, I used to work in a whiskey factory, and we manufactured tequila.
And I ran one of the filling machines.
And I've done so many weird things.
I've done such a weird variety of jobs in my life.
And I'm only, well, I'm not 40 yet, but soon to be.
What does that say about me?
I've had too many occupations for my age.
That must mean I'm questionable as employees go.
But we would run the filler machine.
You know, you'd be running one alcohol and then you'd switch it out with a different type of alcohol.
Maybe that's a different proof.
And in the course of going from one proof to the other, you had to repeatedly wash out the filler machine with the new alcohol that you're going to.
And I swear to you, I must have thrown a thousand gallons of liquor down the drain every day, just straight into the St. Louis sewer system.
And it really made it difficult in subsequent years for me to pay for liquor.
Hold on, yes, honey.
Amazing.
Well, I'll sleep with you later.
Okay?
Can we sleep with you?
Yes, you can sleep in my bed.
Yes.
That's fine.
My little one of my two animals.
So we threw away so much liquor that it really made it difficult for me in subsequent years to actually pay for liquor, realizing how cheap and disposable it actually is.
It's almost valueless, really.
It's a total markup scam.
Do you mind me asking what distillery you worked for?
It was called the David Sherman Corporation.
And I'm sure they're still in business.
In fact, I still have friends that work there.
But I really hated it.
It was a good job.
It paid really well, and it was a union job.
But the thing is, it's like being in a prison.
I mean, like, everywhere you look around you, the floor is like this old, dirty concrete everywhere.
And the walls are all painted brick, like the big bricks, not even nice, visually appealing small brown bricks.
They're like the big concrete bricks, and they're just painted with some horrible bathroom green-esque color.
And everything around you is just old, and there are no windows, and you really get depressed in that sort of environment.
And all I would do all day long, I would switch the machines from one liquor.
Welcome to the Cabcast.
Let's talk about our old jobs, ladies and gentlemen.
Yeah.
Hey, do it for the people, the channels out there, man.
Tell us what they want to hear.
Don't know it.
You know, we'll just do whatever comes to mind.
That's fine.
So I would switch the machine from one liquor to the other.
And then this guy on a forklift would bring an entire pallet of boxes that had empty bottles in them.
And then you pour the bottles on the line because you're at the beginning of the line.
And then there's a conveyor belt above the line.
You put that empty box after you've poured the bottles on that conveyor belt.
It takes it all the way to the front of the line, where as soon as it gets there, it's used to box the bottles that have now been filled and labeled.
And I did that all day, every day.
And everyone in that place just seemed miserable and angry.
There were exceptions, but a lot of those people in there seemed really bitter.
And a lot of them hated me too because when I started working there, I got promoted really, really fast.
And some of those people had had to work there for like five, six, seven years to get promoted to the place where I got promoted to.
Now, how does that work?
You were union and you got promoted ahead of some union jobber that had been there forever.
No, that was a mistake.
No, no.
No, they had already been promoted to that level.
It's just that when they started there, it took them like five years to make that advance.
And then I got there and I got that advance after about three months of working there.
And it was just because when the lines were shut down, instead of standing there staring at the floor, oh, the line's shut down.
I can't do anything.
I would walk around and just sweep and like keep myself occupied and do stuff.
That kid's got Moxie.
That Michael's a real go-getter.
I see him out there sweeping up bottle caps.
Even the porters are jealous of him.
He's taking their work away from them.
Like, literally, the porters were these union porters were annoyed with me because it's like, hey, man, there's my bottle caps to be sweeping up.
I'm like, well, hey, what do you want me to do?
I'm just trying to keep myself busy here.
It's a boring job.
I can't just sit here and stare at my shoes.
I hate working a job where you're just standing there doing nothing.
It's like, man, I could be at home doing something.
Give me back my time.
I want to stand here.
I got to do something at work.
Always.
Just, yeah.
Yeah.
Sorry, by the way, before the show, sorry about the audio hiccup.
I'm looking at Kazuna AI and the Gabcast thread on Bellgab, which, by the way, if you want to do live chat, that's where you can do it.
He said, I got to hear Art Gave the Shed Lyric again.
Noise.
Yeah, that's how that kind of manifested itself.
Pate says his beer is getting warm.
Okay, so Morgana 213 says the falsetto is so dreamy.
Go ahead.
Go ahead, Pate.
What'd you say?
I just saw something.
Briggs says she knew I was beautiful.
See, that's why she's my internet girlfriend.
He really is a handsome man, and considering how much alcohol he drinks, I'm surprised it hasn't wreaked havoc on his physical appearance.
He's actually something of an older Adonis.
It's amazing.
I was taken aback.
I would show you sure.
Listen, put K-Dub to shame, I bet.
Where's he?
Is he in here listening?
I haven't seen him yet.
I don't know.
As I make my way through the chat here, I will.
Oh.
How do you pronounce it?
T-A-A-R-O-A.
Is it Taroa?
Or Taro?
Taro?
I always said Teora, but I've got it all Tara.
Taroa.
I'm doing my Nori.
Tarora.
Tarora.
Yeah, I'm sorry.
Go ahead.
Go ahead.
Was it a mean baby?
He says, or he or she says today's promise of a show was just a ruse for Liberace to play his demo tape in hopes of getting a record deal.
I will tell you that if you tune into a Gabcast and I'm at the helm here, you will listen to those songs.
I have no qualms about that.
You know, I didn't work so hard on those just so they could sit unlistened to.
And if I have to play them to a captive audience in order for them to be heard, that's what's going to happen.
I'm Michael Van Deven.
That was the first time I heard some of them.
They're quite nice.
I enjoyed them.
Especially I've never heard that driver's seat one.
You know what?
I think the production quality on that one, maybe not the performance, but the production quality on that one is probably better than any of the others.
And it's one of the least heard on my YouTube channel.
YouTube.com/slash Mvandeven.
You want to check out my bull crap on there.
If you ever want to revisit that, buddy, I'd be happy to do some backup.
Ew.
I would just like the background sound of you glugging from a bottle.
If I could just sort of multi-track that in right under my voice, I think that's going to be a nice accent to the entire thing.
Taroa says, I do have a question.
I hope you're recording this.
Taroa says, Taroa says, I do have a question for Liberace as a first time, long time.
Will there ever be more Radio Trainwreck or Spec Sheet?
I'll take my answer off the air because I need to bail now.
If I ever do Radio Trainwreck shows, it'll be because those are largely like current events and politics, commentary on that sort of thing.
And things are so polarized these days that people will literally just abhor your existence.
The fact that you wake up and breathe in the morning will be anathema to certain people if you don't hold their political opinions on both sides, by the way.
And in the course of meandering bellgab on an almost daily basis, I don't think that's good for me.
It doesn't help me to do things on the.
I think it's harmful to the forum, really, if I'm doing that sort of thing, opinionated current event politics, commentary.
I think it harms the forum.
So if I ever do that sort of show again, what I'll do is I'll do it under a totally different name and just not tell anybody about it.
And if you happen to find it, well, then, hey, plus one to you.
Nice post.
Plus one.
And spec sheet, Curtis and I, actually, we were talking about doing it this week, but I never heard back from him about that.
So I would imagine that's coming soon, maybe next week.
I don't know.
And Taroa says, I'll take my answer off the air because I need to bail now.
Brig says she's drinking tequila there as well.
Brig, I did not know.
As long as we've known one another, as much as we've talked, I swear Brig and I told Brig that after I die, after I die, after she dies, she's going to die first.
Correction, correction!
Brig will die before me, long before me.
I'm absolutely sure of it.
And when she does die, what I'm going to do is I'm going to take our entire Voxer conversation from the first time we spoke all the way up until she died, and I'm going to just make it one big long audio file and stream it and just let everybody listen to all the horrible things that were said in that long conversation.
That would be so many hours.
That would be, I think that would be days of audio.
Ridiculous amount of time we've spent talking.
But in all of that time I've spoken to her, I've never become aware of her affinity or any affinity she might have for Tequila.
Go ahead, Pete.
No, not to derail your show.
No, you go ahead.
It's not my show.
You're co-hosting.
Well, you talk a lot, man.
Well, that's true.
It is edge-wise.
Well, you just go ahead and butt right in there.
Yeah, I'm going to butt in right now, buddy.
I'll take another shot while you're doing that.
Do that.
So you're talking about releasing the Voxer tapes of the Brig Boxer tapes post-humously for Brig.
Wasn't there some speculation being bandied about that there might be personal messages in Art Bell's actual Bellgab account?
Did you ever talk with the legal about that and find out what ramifications, repercussions, or was it, or have you already done this and perused and found them to be banal and just common and not worth it?
I mean, I think that would be that is an excellent question.
And if you'd like to be on the GADCAST tonight, the number is 573-837-4948.
So anyway, it got up to about 74 here today.
I'm kidding.
No, I'm actually not going to do it.
And the reason why is because I kind of feel like, well, I don't kind of feel like I do feel like people would not.
I mean, yeah, first off, there are definitely plenty of people out there that would like to read that.
Hold on just a second.
Yes, honey.
That's probably hotter than politics.
Come over here.
What'd you say?
I saw Liquid Jasmine did.
What did Jasmine do to you?
She did this me.
She squeezed your hand with her fingernails.
Yes.
Oh, no.
Well, you go tell her daddy said not to do that, okay?
And go to sleep.
Okay?
Okay, I love you.
Good night.
I'll see you later, okay?
Okay, well, maybe I'll come get you later tonight, okay?
Okay?
I have to do this radio show now, okay, honey?
Okay, but I'll go sleep with you.
Well, I'll come get you later tonight, okay?
Okay, I love you.
Okay, good night, sweetie.
Okay, good night.
That was delicious, great radio.
I drink to that.
Honey, those are limes.
You're not going to like those, I can assure you.
Okay?
No, you don't like lime.
Do you want to taste lime?
Hold on, I have to let my four-year-old taste lime before she goes back to bed.
Taste it?
Okay, there you go.
See, it's terrible.
It's terrible.
Okay, go to bed, sweetie.
I love you.
Okay, so anyway, there are plenty of people who would love to read that stuff.
I know that.
But the same people who would just love to read that, if there were any ramifications to releasing that, while those people would definitely enjoy reading it, they certainly would not be there to help absorb any of the blowback in the event that there were any.
Not that they should be there to absorb any blowback, but in order to spread that sort of enjoyment to everybody, that entertainment to everybody, I would be exposing, I think, myself to unforeseen risks.
And the other thing, probably the bigger thing about that to me is that if Art Bell's private messages are not safe, are yours?
Yes, the gatekeeper of trust that you are, Michael, I can see, but tell us the truth.
We know.
You have looked and perused for your own private enjoyment in Dark Moment.
You don't have to admit it on your own.
Let me tell you this.
You saw, you just heard my little four-year-old girl.
She's just this beautiful little creature.
You just heard her.
I swear on my children, I have not gone through Art Bell's private messages.
Now, in the course of managing the database, I am aware that they have been seen in the course of managing the database.
That's as far as I'll go on that.
But not in their entirety and not by me.
So I have a question.
So I swear on my children, that's true.
I have not seen Art's private messages at all.
And it would be really easy for me to do so, but I haven't.
I take you at your word, sir.
As well, you should.
So my question about it was: I would get unsolicited personal messages from various people.
I remember Falke probably was one of the first ones trying to enlist me in his circle of trust.
Like, oh, God, that had to be 2016.
And I responded somehow, like, hey, if you want to talk to me, do it out in the forum.
It sounds goofy.
I'm deleting this message, yada, yada, yada.
So I did that.
I deleted it and sent him the response, and then I think I promptly deleted my response from my mailbox.
Did he I'm just I'm trying to see the behind-the-scenes so the simple machines forum did that send Falkey the message that I deleted from my outbox or sent box he still got it.
He has a copy of it once I delete it, it's gone.
If you sent him the message, he's got the message.
If you delete it from your outbox, that simply means it's not in your outbox any longer.
Okay.
So the simple machines forum keeps a record.
Even if you delete a personal message, there's probably record of that somewhere.
No.
No.
No, if you delete it, it's gone from your account in the database.
And if he were to delete it also, it would be gone in its entirety.
Okay.
So it's not like you're using Google here.
it's just a forum there's no uh there's no uh there's no nsa contract to speak of that you know of um Some of them.
So anyway, no, I'm not going to release Art's private messages.
Maybe in like 20 years or something crazy like that when all the parties concerned are so far removed from all of it and it doesn't matter anymore.
The government Freedom of Information Act model, perhaps.
I can dig that.
I would think that if you filed a FOIA request, I think this tequila is beginning to hit me, actually.
I think if he filed a FOIA request, I think that would be as valid a FOIA request as anything else.
I want to see Art Bell's private messages.
Send that off to the Department of Justice.
And let's get that ball rolling because if I'm legally compelled to release the private messages, well, then there's nothing I can do about it.
And I have to abide by the law and I have to follow the judge's order.
But short of that, no.
But the biggest reason is just simply if Art's private messages are not private, whose are?
And I think that would cast a dark shadow over a lot of things.
And speaking of privacy, by the way, I want to address this post by Tangerine.
This is the second time she seems to have expressed some level of butthurt over this.
They were talking in the Gabcast thread about whether Liberace has changed.
Has he changed?
Isn't Vanity?
Same person he used to be, oh, dear Lord.
I don't know.
He seems like in some ways he's not the same anymore.
I mean, I used to get along with him so well.
I haven't changed at all.
I don't have any diseases.
All of my family are still with me.
I'm gainfully employed.
In fact, I'm in a far better circumstance than I was.
I mean, no, nothing with me has changed.
And I think the people who feel that way.
Easy, cowboy, you're bordering on an MV rant.
Those are classics, man.
You've got to save those.
Well, if you say that before I go into the rant, you're going to screw it up and jinx it.
You just poured sand all over the gears of my rant.
But I think a lot of these people, I don't know where that perception comes from of what my internet persona is that they have formulated in their own minds, and they're projecting some sort of expectation onto me as to what they expect my personality to be like based on what I have no idea.
I mean, you can go back to the beginning of the forum, and you can find plenty of instances where I've been mean to people for various reasons, where I didn't suffer a fool in this instance.
You can personally attest to that, Pate.
I mean, there have been times I got snippy with you here and there.
I mean, but you're still here.
You're not bleeding all over the place over it, are you?
I am, but you can't see it, sir.
I am.
You do have that.
Let me go back to your Skype.
You do have that camera turned on.
No, it looks relatively blood-free.
I do see some spatter, but I suspect that's from a prior incident.
Surely Judge Ito will get to the bottom of it.
have no doubts so anyway tangerine tangerine posted on this subject of me and how i've apparently apparently all it takes in order for people to perceive you having changed is a different display name Apparently, that gets the job done.
Tangerine says, well, star W-O-T-R and I all kind of felt similarly.
Maybe we just didn't know him long enough to assess his personality.
He just never seemed before like the type of moderator who would out people's old avatars.
Then again, I've heard him express surprise that there are haters out there.
When have I ever been surprised that there are haters out there?
I mean, people have hated me for various reasons.
I would say since the first week of Belgab's operation.
I mean, that's the only thing that changed in that regard was me getting used to that and accepting it because prior to that, I had just been some anonymous person on the internet who nobody had any reason to feel one way or the other about.
And so it took some getting used to people having qualms with me or having grievances.
I see you holding papers up to the camera there, but I have no idea what that chicken scratch you're trying to show me says.
I think you must have written that when you were talking to your friend about the barrel aging of tequila bottles because I have no idea what's written on that piece of paper.
But I'm going to apologize for stepping on you, sir.
Oh, that's okay.
Tangerine says, then again, I've heard him express surprise that there are haters out there, so maybe he's done things that other people didn't like too.
You think?
I mean, is it possible that I've not done things other people didn't like?
Is that even mathematically possible?
Are you asking me?
No, I'm just rhetorically posing the question.
It's not even remotely possible that I've done nothing that anyone out there won't like.
And she says, well, I'm not a hater, but anyhow.
No, you're not a hater, but you're entirely misassing and misinterpreting the situation.
The part of this post that really I wanted to primarily respond to is the part where she says, he never seemed like the type of moderator who would out people's old avatars.
Hey, Tangerine, when you switched your name from JoJo to 16 to this, to that, the other thing, you actually went into the name change thread and you said what you were changing from into.
So I'm not outing anything.
And this is the second time you've expressed butthurt about this.
And I really don't understand what the source of it is.
Are you not aware of the fact that when you changed your display name, you publicly announced what you were changing from and to?
And somehow I'm an asshole for pointing out something that exists in a public post at this moment as we speak on the forum.
Go ahead.
I want to read something.
Walks at Night says, don't forget to congratulate Tangerine on her recent nuptials.
I'm sorry.
Oh, yeah, she and Dr. MDMD have apparently tied the knot.
And, you know, they say that opposites attract.
And my experience in life is that that is very true.
Like, when I'm with someone and around someone that I entirely agree with and see things the same way, I feel rather bored.
I mean, frankly, I'd rather hang around people that don't agree with me on anything.
Like, if I'm going to go out drinking at a bar somewhere at night, I would rather go out with a bunch of skinny jeans, ironic Pac-Man t-shirt, two-day beard, black-rimmed glasses, hipster social justice warriors that I absolutely see nothing congruently with than to go out with who's the guy.
You don't mess around with God's America.
No, I'm kidding.
That's Mr. Show, but who's the boot in your ass?
It's the American way.
I'd much rather go out with the skinny jeans social justice warrior than that guy, even though I probably agree with that guy on 99% more things just about.
But that's just my personality.
I get bored with people that see everything the way I do.
I like the challenge in that social situation of trying to change somebody's mind in one way or another.
I find that interesting.
Or at least I enjoy pacing people where you agree with them, but you do it in a subconscious way that causes them to be more receptive to your point of view.
And I enjoy that because it's almost something of an experiment in human behavior.
You're having a discussion with somebody that you're diametrically opposed to on pretty much any quantifiable, measurable issue.
And you're talking about issues, but you start pacing them.
And by the end of the discussion, you find that you agree on far more than you disagree on.
Go ahead.
You know, I kind of like challenging people.
I'll take an opposite viewpoint just to sharpen my debate skills.
I never joined the debate team, but I hung out with them in high school and always liked arguing the other side of the things just to see how defensible it really was.
So you're just a contrarian, is what you're saying.
More as a mental exercise than as a, you know, although if everybody was listening to, well, who was Metallica?
I remember when Metallica, everybody was just like, Metallica, they're like the Beethoven of metal music.
And you're like, man, everybody else, shut up.
Metallica sucks.
Listen to some Led Zephyrs.
I'd say they're the Velveeta cheese of metal music.
Yes.
Oh, man.
Not that I'm a connoisseur of metal, but I think I have my finger on the pulse of things.
Hey, man, have you ever seen that show called Metal Occoles?
You know what I'm talking about on the Adult Swims Networks?
No clue.
I think since Tim and Eric and since what's the show with Sam Hyde that was on Adult Swim?
Sam Hyde.
He's the comedian.
He's the comedian.
He's the comedian that a lot of people refer to as an alt-right comic, which he's not.
But that's how he's, I forget.
He had a show on there.
But since Tim and Eric and Sam Hyde's show have gone away, I haven't seen Adult Swim in years.
I did not like Tim and Eric when it was on.
I remember that it was the same guys that did the Tom Ghost, The Mayor.
I never saw that.
I saw bits and pieces of that, but I didn't find it interesting.
You're just a boy, MV.
You're just a young kid, man.
Adult Swim used to be a space ghost coast to coast.
Oh, I watched the hell out of that.
Yes.
It's hilarious.
Do you remember the episode?
I'm sorry if this doesn't make for interesting radio, but I don't care.
Do you remember the episode of Space Ghost Coast to Coast?
Do you remember the episode of Space Ghost Coast to Coast where he is, I think an ant bit him at the studio?
I love that one.
And he's following the, and so he decides to follow this ant back to its home.
And the show decides what they literally did was they had Space Ghost slowly crawling from screen to screen with the background changing every time, not saying a word.
There was no dialogue whatsoever, just slowly crawling.
And then after about three or four minutes of this, he just goes, ants are so stupid.
And then he silently continues crawling.
It was the best timing.
It was the best comedic timing of anything I've ever seen.
Just after three or four minutes of this dunderhead crawling on the ground on his hands and knees, getting his white space ghost suit dirty, just out of nowhere, three or four minutes into this silence, he just goes, ants are so stupid.
And then he finally makes it back to the insulator and defeats its mother.
Did not the Mantis guy explode after that?
The Paul Schaefer guy they were making fun of, didn't he?
You remember how that guy used to blow up just randomly?
Yeah, that happened pretty frequently.
Actually, the guy that did, that was Zorak.
The guy that did Zorak's voice died, I think, three or four years ago.
I did not see that in the famous Celebrity of Deaths thread.
I think it was.
I'm not sure I believe you.
I don't remember what his name was.
Now it's going to bother me.
Voice of Zorak.
I'm going to have to look that up because it's C. Martin Croker.
Yeah, he died.
That's a shame.
That was a really funny show.
And that show actually ran from 1994 to 2008.
Can you believe that?
C. Martin Croaker.
A little J-Mo for you, sir.
2008 or random?
Yeah, let's take a shot to C. Martin Croker.
I want to do that.
Everybody.
Here we go.
Here's to C. Martin.
I hear dead air people.
That's delicious.
That's nice.
You know, when I got into tequila, I had no idea.
Because I'm used to maybe like taking a shot of bourbon and then you chase it with some Coke, whatever.
But I had no idea.
I had no idea that with Tequila, you can simply take a shot of Tequila and then put some lime in your mouth, and that completely deadens it.
It totally makes the bike go away.
I found that to be fascinating.
I'd like to know what's happening there in terms of science to make that happen, but nevertheless.
You say you worked in a distillery.
My brother, you know, he's kind of a shady character.
He apparently had connected with some moonshiners back in the day, and he came up with some moonshine that tasted like a batch of, oh, God, what is that?
It's a clear tequila.
It's not Cuerville.
Dang it.
Is it Don Julio?
It's like the lowest of the top shot premium.
Oh, geez.
I don't know.
You know, you brought the show to a halt with that story.
Good lord.
It tasted like a batch of tequila from that company that had gone slightly off and didn't meet their flavor profiles.
But it was moonshine.
Oh, my goodness.
The stuff was like.
How about we start plowing down this list here that was prepared for me that I have yet to even address?
Here we are about 40 minutes into the show, and I have yet to even address this list.
Okay, and now you may be more expertly qualified to comment on this than I. Belgab and Elgab, same or different?
What's your opinion?
Different.
Different.
Absolutely different.
Different ways.
I don't know.
Elgab?
I hear people refer to Elgab in the context of it being a cat lady haven.
Is that...
Is that true?
I'll tell you, probably.
I don't know.
I'll tell you what turned me off of it was that you, in order, like Belgab, I can just go to Belgab, Belchan, or .net, whichever it is, and without logging in and see every post that's made.
That's great.
Elgab makes me annoyingly have to log in to see stuff.
And then apparently after I do that, I could get certain permission levels to see this thread, that thread, or be downgraded.
It's not the sort of, I don't know.
I don't like it.
I didn't like it.
I kind of dabbled around during the, what are we going to call your six-month hiatus?
We'll call it the hiatus.
During the hiatus, I kind of smiled and looked.
Three-month.
Seemed like six, man.
It was three.
Why?
Why?
Are you addressing that?
Anyway, but no, not the same.
Not at all.
It's like a, you know how, what was that Michael Keaton movie where he kept cloning himself and eventually had like a retarded, I think it was Michael Keaton.
You know what I'm talking about?
People listening?
I think it was called the Plicity.
That sounds like a plot you made up.
So it's like he kept cloning himself and eventually he has a retarded version of himself because the DNA or the recessive genes were not going away.
I think it was called Multiplicity, maybe.
And I might, Beetlejuice.
Was that Michael Keaton?
That was Michael Keaton.
Yes.
Yeah.
It was called, it wasn't, it had a, anyway, he kept cloning himself, and eventually he kept, like his clones started cloning clones, and then eventually there was this retarded, can I use the hard word, like Michael Keaton, and it was just, it was stupid.
Well, that sounds pretty interesting.
I want to see a retarded version of Michael Keaton on screen just slobbering around shitting on a diaper.
I'm pretty sure it's called Multiplicity.
So, yeah, I feel like Elgab is kind of like that end-chain clone of the clone of a clone of Belgab.
That's just how I feel.
No offense, Bart L. You know, ban me.
I know I logged in there.
There seems to be a lot of hostility on his part toward me and toward Belgab, and I don't really understand why, because like toward the end of his presence on Belgab, I was very friendly toward him, and I actually found him really funny, and I let him know that.
And he seems to have a real profound level of hostility, and I find that almost sociopathic for somebody who I was very nice to toward the end of that first run of Belgab.
Actually, that was the second run of Belgab.
And who's never really interacted with me in any way whatsoever?
And I kind of thought that maybe he's just one of these people who has a natural aversion to anyone who's like, quote unquote, in charge of something.
But then he turns around and wants to be the guy who's in charge of something.
I've got a lot of hypocrisy, huh?
Hey, so my take, if I'm free to speculate, which this is America, is it not?
My take on it was when this most recent three-month hiatus occurred.
He jumped in and created somewhat.
There were attempts.
People were trying to use their internet caches to replicate threads.
He was trying to recreate, clone a Bell Gab, and then you came back for whatever reason, which you're free to explain or not at your leisure, sir.
But when you came back and he had had that three-month run cloning your this is designed to make me money AdSense dollars thing.
I think that that's why he tightened up.
This is just me speculating.
My take on it and why I kind of found it distasteful.
I think you cut into whatever cash stream or money flow maybe somewhere he thought that that's and somehow he felt betrayed in all that is my take on it.
But I don't know.
I mean, I amusingly read his posts back in the day and he probably ignored me.
I'll bet I'm the most ignored user on the bell chain.
You probably are, but you're probably one of the more ignored users on Bellgab, too.
I don't have anyone but myself on ignored.
I don't know how that works.
No, I don't mean like literally ignored in terms of people have clicked ignore next to your name.
I just mean in terms of people scrolling past your post.
Well, that's understandable.
I suppose you've conditioned people to do so with all of your hieroglyphic posts and you drunken.
I play a deep game, sir.
I play a very deep game, sir.
But you know something?
Beyond all of your drunk posting and your hieroglyphics and your indecipherable code that you often post in, there's a good soul behind all of that.
And this is the drunk me.
This is the drunk Liberace.
There's a good soul behind all of that, and I think people can sense that, but they scroll, nevertheless.
I don't understand why.
Your good soul is apparently not enough to.
The soul doesn't overcome the scroll.
Okay?
I'm the Johnny Cochrane of Forum Operators.
I need to refer to that.
Second OJ reference of the evening, which, by the way, I want to point people to a thread that I have going.
I don't know if you're aware of this or not, but OJ Simpson is now posting on Twitter.
And if you go to Bellgab and you search for noteworthy Twitter posts, you will find my thread in which I have.
I didn't specifically intend this to be an OJ Simpson thread, but recently I've just been, it's sort of like a car accident that you can't look away from.
I've just been drawn to the OJ Simpson Twitter account, and I can't stop reading it.
And so whenever I find something interesting that grabs my attention in the OJ Simpson Twitter verse, I post it at that thread.
Do we have a caller, sir?
Actually, we do.
Okay, now I want to make sure this works okay.
Pate, are you still there?
I'm here.
Okay, let's bring the caller on.
Hi there, you're on the air.
How's it going?
Hey, buddy.
How's it going?
Not bad.
I'm going to try this.
I'm on a line over the internet.
I don't know if it's going to work.
You sound, I think, absolutely fabulous.
So speak with confidence.
Are you Canadian, sir?
What's your Bell Gab handle, or do you have one even necessarily?
W-O-T-R.
Oh, shit.
You know what?
What is okay?
I want to go back to this.
Maybe this is even why you called Tangerine's post.
Well, star WOTR and I all felt similarly.
Do you feel similarly that I have changed in some sort of nefarious way?
You can be honest, I'm not going to feel differently toward you if you do.
You may have noticed that I said that you and I were great friends, and I noticed a change first time we've talked, right?
But that was sarcasm, was it not?
Oh, yeah.
And she, of course, did not pick up on that, did she?
No, a number of people don't.
Sharp as a bowling ball, that lady.
Okay.
Well, you know something?
I'm glad you called and cleared that up.
I thought my instincts were correct in interpreting your post.
A sarcasm, apparently, though, that did not make its way to the synapses of every user of this beloved forum we all refer to as Belgab.
So, usually, may I ask you a question?
Go ahead, Pate.
May I ask you a question?
You just asked the question.
You don't have to ask if you can ask.
Well, that was a good question.
Are you now or have you ever been a Canadian?
Is it the accent?
Well, I think this is the first time I've heard your voice, unless you've called and I don't recall.
No, it's the first time you've heard my voice.
Yeah, Canadian.
You know something?
I love the Canadian people.
I'm a little ashamed of what you've done in bringing the world Justin Trudeau, who I believe is actually the biological son of Fidel Castro.
I believe in that because his mom was a complete whore who was known to spend immense amounts of time with Fidel Castro, sometimes alone.
And you know, that guy's a dictator.
He's a third world dictator.
He's pounding as much beef as he can get his hands on, particularly Western white woman beef.
You know, he was, and I have no doubt that the you, I mean, what does anybody think that what's her name?
Margaret Trudeau?
Does anyone think Margaret Trudeau was just sitting there playing rummy with Fidel Castro late at night in Havana?
I don't think so.
No.
Did you see that picture somebody posted on Belgab of Margaret Trudeau where you can see her veg?
I missed it.
Yeah, you missed it?
She's pretty hot, actually.
She was in her day.
I don't know about now in 2019, but she had it kind of going on back then.
I mean, then you look at Pierre Trudeau, and that guy was just a few steps removed from E.T., yet he did quite well with her.
I think that maybe that's a situation where a woman has just attracted powerful guys, and that overcomes all else.
Perhaps that's the case with Margaret and Pierre Trudeau.
What kind of Lee?
I don't know anything about Pierre Trudeau, really.
Was he like Justin in terms of his social justice tendencies and pursuits, or was he sort of a different animal?
You're talking to a Westerner.
Trudeau was liked in the East.
He was despised in Alberta.
I was young when he was in.
My even alive when he was in, I was probably alive.
I was young.
So he left in the late 70s.
No, or was it the early 90s, actually?
I think early 80s he left, if I'm not mistaken.
I think he was early.
Out there right now, there's some Canadian.
Oh, my God, this American Hayseed Rube.
Oh, yeah.
Out there right now, there's some Canadian shouting at their listening device.
Oh, my God, this American Hayseed Rube Hick doesn't know when Pierre Trudeau left office.
Oh, my God.
How lame.
MC.
And I don't know either.
Canadian shout out.
Well, if you don't know, I feel great then.
I feel wonderful.
I'm going to go with early 80s, mid-80s.
That'd be my guess.
I don't remember the economic friggin' disaster.
So you have no idea, you have no idea of Pierre Trudeau's government philosophy relative to that of Justin, his son, or Fidel's son.
Meh, both liberal.
Really?
Were they both?
I mean, I thought that.
Oh, yeah.
Huh.
Okay.
Well, he was a liberal.
He, like I said, the biggest thing that I know as a Westerner, our economy.
Anyhow, I could go into personal stuff, but yeah, our economy died.
So Pierre Trudeau was a globalist who allowed international interests to supersede those of the working class in his country, as is the want of many globalists, right?
Well, go with that, and he killed the West in favor of the East.
I mean, the East, it's funny, when the West is economically strong, the East is weak, you know, so he, yeah, anyhow, yeah.
By the way, the natural energy program siphon money out, sent it out East.
Well, that's too bad.
I'm sorry to hear about that.
You know, your shale that you've got going on up there, I'm not so sure how economically beneficial that is anyway, because it's my understanding for you guys to suck that shale oil out of the ground up there.
You've got to spend about as much energy to get it out of there as you get from burning it.
I don't know if that's true or not.
Maybe it's not true.
How could it be true, actually?
As I sit here and think about it, it seems like the industry would implode if that were true.
I worked in Fort Mac for, I'm sure I've poisted it on the forum.
I worked in Fort Mac for, oh, hell, a decade.
In the mines.
Oh, really?
It's a pretty lucrative thing.
Oh, yeah.
So you understand the biz, the oil drilling biz.
Well, the mines up there anyhow.
It's not oil drilling.
It's mining up there.
It's a different way to mine for oil.
They actually take shovels, pull it out of the ground at that.
Oh, stop it.
You're telling me there's some guys up there with shovels they bought at Lowe's?
That's how they're getting their oil, their Canadian oil.
I'll rephrase that, the shovels, backhoes, giant backhoes.
Even so, I'm still taken aback by that.
So what do they do?
They just scoop up the shale and then they dump it into a dump truck or something and then they squeeze the oil out of the shale.
Is that how it works?
Oil sands, oh man.
Three ways to get it out for oil sands.
It's actually oil inside of sand when they get it out.
I'm running the board over here, MD.
I'm sorry.
Someone calling?
Don't worry about that.
We'll just continue with W-O-T-R here.
Don't worry about the incoming caller.
You know what?
Pate is a little bit inebriated right now, and so he's distracted by shiny things.
And someone just called in, and he just totally interrupted your phone call, WOTR.
And I want to make sure preparation neglected, sir.
I'm just trying.
I want to roundly apologize.
By the way, W-O-T-R, I'm not going to.
Well, you know what?
I'm not going to say this because I don't want to dox anything about you.
Go ahead.
I'm sorry.
Canadians are innocent and decent people.
They're just kind of stuck over in Europe still.
I don't think that Quebecois have freed them yet from their Anglias masters.
You are correct.
I don't know about face, but I'm feeling it.
I'm relaxed.
I can play a game of fool and beat anybody.
WOTR, the email address that you registered your Bell Gab account with.
Am I able to contact you on that email address?
You can.
Okay, because I'd like to ask you something in private.
So I'm going to do that, and I just wanted to get a heads up as to whether that's going to work or not.
Okay.
You know, I think, MV, you should reinstate the personal messages.
I know I personally don't use them.
Well, did you notice?
Did you notice that today I made it so everybody can actually read their old messages?
I saw that you did something briefly for Roswell's art.
No, I did that for everybody.
Everybody can read their old messages.
You just can't send messages.
W-O-T-R, W-O-T-R, what's your opinion on that on the private messages thing?
I'm kind of of the mind that if people have something to say, then goddammit, just say it on the forum.
I'm going to go on the air.
Thank you very much.
I'll be right back.
Sure.
Go ahead, W-O-T-R.
What's your opinion on that?
You're a regular, and you're someone whose opinion I actually do assign some weight to.
I'd like to know what you think.
Go.
Well, I appreciate being able to get access.
I could pull out the last two things that I actually wanted.
Outside of that, I don't, well, actually, it turns out I do use a little more than I thought, five pages worth of PMs, but nothing important, nothing in the background.
I assume if people want to get hold of each other, they can find other ways.
You know, I sort of feel the same way.
You know, it's like you're running a forum, not a private chat messaging service where people are just sending messages to one another.
ASL question mark.
You know, it's just, I don't know.
It just seems like there's so many ways that if you want, I think my biggest reason for disabling that is: number one, the things that people would instead lazily say via private message, they can now say publicly on the forum just in a more artful way that makes it appropriate for public consumption.
And number two, I just feel like 95% of the problems that have ever arisen in the course of this forum's existence have arisen because of the existence of private messages.
And it just seems like this is not the platform for communicating in private with people.
It's just, it's just not.
I don't know.
And after everyone's had plenty of time, I think I'm going to let everybody continue to have access to their old private messages for a couple of months.
And then after that, I'm going to delete all of it.
Go on, delete it.
And you know what that's going to do?
It's going to make the database so much smaller.
It's going to make the forum run faster.
That'll be a great thing.
You wouldn't believe the size of the database.
And it's, what are there, almost 1.5 million posts on Bellgab.
But you'd be surprised when it comes to the actual size of the database itself, how much of that is directly tied to the number of private messages people have sent to one another.
Christ almighty, it's massive.
The Bellgab database.
I've said I'm looking.
Go ahead.
I'm sorry.
You go right ahead.
So I oh, I believe when I said I don't use PMs, I honestly thought I don't use PMs.
Now, granted, I've been there for almost a decade, but nine pages.
That's the other thing.
People don't delete them, right?
I don't delete them.
Every PM that I've got is still sitting there.
Do I need it?
You know, I'm kind of curious.
I'm kind of curious.
Dropping things.
I'd like you to tell me, in the course of your using private messages on Bellgab, give me an example of something somebody said to you without telling me who they are.
Just give me an example of something someone feels the need to say to you via PM.
Can you think of anything off the top of your head?
Let's see here.
We have one just a joke.
I'd never do that.
One, I believe it, you two.
Let's see here.
Let's see.
An emoji.
Well, thank God we had private messages enabled for that.
Let's see here.
Oh, yeah.
Well, okay, we've got that one there.
We'll skip that one.
No, that's the one we want.
It's many paragraphs.
It's many paragraphs.
Okay, you know what?
Skip that one.
Let's see.
Sure, all the vents I detailed in my prior post are true.
Let's see.
What if I go back?
Those are more recent.
Let's go back.
Lots of no subjects.
You know, I think that this is perhaps.
I was almost as much trouble as the black people.
Seriously, though, I enjoyed your reply to my post.
Cheers.
This person.
You know, it's its stuff, which could have ended up on the forum just as well as a crack of maritime life.
Yeah.
It could have ended up on the forum as easily as my.
Ah, here we go.
Your disability is painfully obvious.
That goes back to the.
I'm sorry.
Say that again.
I'm multitasking.
What was that?
Repeat it, please.
I'm sorry.
That one is your disability is painfully obvious.
That goes to a big long string if I were to go with them anyhow.
You know what?
That's my signature on Gmail.
Every message I send to people, your disability is painfully obvious.
Move along.
So I just want to let everybody know right up front where I stand, which is why it took me so long to find a job after I sold my business.
Go ahead, Pate.
Yes, sir.
I'm trying to catch up on the forum, but apparently I've run out.
Warder, though, that's what I call you.
You know, I'm me.
I want to apologize to you, sir, that back in the olden days, the golden olden days, for the three-month hiatus, we have yet to have an explanation for.
I'm going to send a PM to the admin.
Anyhow, I used to get you in WR250 confused.
Just absolutely con Star Trek confused.
I apologize for that, sir.
I see now that all of the positive things that I attributed to that duality of nature of the Warter WR250, I think he's a ham operator, maybe.
I apologize, sir.
You are a tasty Canadian, as the old Grandmaster gooseball would say.
What are your thoughts on Urban Sasquatch?
By the way, Warder.
Who was it that posted the NPC Sasquatch in the Art Bell thread?
Was that U-W-O-T-R?
Was that somebody else?
I think it was somebody else.
It wasn't me.
Paranormal is not really my thing.
Nor is it mine.
You know what?
It's amazing how many people I run into.
I mean, we're all together and aware of one another as a result of the existence of Art Bell.
Yet, it's amazing to me how many people I run into who say the paranormal isn't my thing.
It's only my thing in terms of, I guess, the supernatural, which I guess the word supernatural encompasses a lot of things.
But when I say supernatural, I'm thinking ghosts.
I'm thinking afterlife.
I'm thinking spirits, EVPs, anomalies caught on video.
That is something that I'm never going to lose interest in because for my entire life, I've been plagued with the question as to whether there's anything afterlife.
I spent my entire childhood in church.
I'm not averse to religion, and I have certainly been exposed to religion, but I spent my entire child.
I can remember being four years old, five years old in church, listening to people talk about the afterlife and thinking to myself at that age, is this bullcrap or what?
Is this just bullcrap?
I mean, I really was ahead of the curve for a four-year-old or five-year-old.
I wasn't suffering anybody's bullcrap.
I literally swear to God, I remember you.
The irony of me swearing to God in the course of this conversation, but I swear to God, I remember being four or five years old sitting in church thinking to myself, is this bullcrap?
And that question never left me.
I've never been able to overcome that.
And so that aspect of the paranormal, I'm definitely into.
But when it comes to things like Mothman or the, what are the Arizona lights or some lights, the Phoenix lights, I guess that's what it's called.
I can't remember.
Stuff like that doesn't really get me so much.
I honestly couldn't care less.
Like when I think about Heather's show, Kingdom of Nye, and I try to imagine myself hosting that kind of show every night.
I swear to you, I would murder my family and shoot myself in the head if I were doing that kind of show every night.
There's no way possible I could do that sort of show.
But I'm definitely into whether there's anything after this existence.
It's hard for me to believe that everything just is done whenever we're done.
That's just it.
It just lights out.
It's sort of like you're asleep, but only for an eternity.
What are your thoughts on that, W-O-T-R?
Do you at least, I know you're not into the paranormal, as you say, but when it comes to life after death, pondering the mortality of man, your existence on this plane, do you find yourself at least a little more pensive on subjects of that matter, of that nature, and a little more interested perhaps in those subjects than other subjects that may have been covered on your run-of-the-mill paranormal talk show?
Yeah, life after death, I'll go with.
Will you?
You're not just trying to humor the host, are you?
You don't have to agree with me.
You can just say whatever you want to say.
Nope.
No, I get that in one form or another.
One form or another.
I'm baffled at the idea of someone not being interested in that subject.
Even if you're someone who is profoundly religious and you think that you know everything about what's coming at that moment, you croak.
I can't imagine not being interested in trying to glean as much information about that as possible prior to the event.
It's difficult for me to relate to.
And I would say that I am afraid of dying.
And it's not because of the act of death itself.
It's just because of not knowing.
I think my greatest fear, even more than the traditional thousands of years old concept of heaven and hell itself, my greatest fear is not hell.
My greatest fear is there just simply being nothing.
And you just die, and that's it.
You're no different than a lump of wood.
That's the opposite.
That's the opposite.
And I go, I consider myself a Christian, not a good one.
You've seen me on the forum, but just the same.
I actually find the idea that there'd be nothing afterwards more comforting than the idea that it goes on forever.
But you're not convinced, are you, WOTR?
Is he a nail-gap spy?
Hold on, Pate.
These are heavy philosophical conversations here.
We need to hear his answer.
You're not convinced about this, are you?
I mostly am, but going on forever.
I mean, when you look at forever, I just, it's an uncomfortable thought.
I mean, no matter how good or bad or anything else on the other side, it is.
Isn't it?
I know you said it's a discomforting thought to think that it ends right after death, but is it any more comfortable than thinking that it goes on forever?
Well, we've been told that if it does, in fact, go on forever, that there's no pain, there's no suffering.
You know, the thing that bothers me the most, though, about that entire concept?
Any Christian you ask, any fundamentalist, devout Christian you ask, he's going to tell you there's no sex in heaven.
The hell kind of heaven is that?
I mean, what is it of the human experience that would be more heavenly to you than unlimited amounts of sex?
And you're going to tell me there's no sex in heaven?
We're just going to sit around and assemble puzzles, and we're going to do erector sets.
And there's a beach in heaven where we can make sand castles.
And we're going to do arts and crafts.
And I'll talk to my grandma for the 500th time about the fact that nobody knows how to make a proper club sandwich, but I'm not going to have any sex when I'm in heaven.
That doesn't sound too terribly enjoyable to me.
I think perhaps if there is this perception that there's no sex, I refuse to believe that.
I mean, at least, you know, one thing Islam has going for it is the notion that if you blast a couple hundred infidels into oblivion, you will be rewarded with 76 virgins that you can just violate innumerous numbers of ways.
Not to say that I'm waking up in the morning thinking to myself, if I could only have 70, or what is it, 73 or 72, maybe it is, virgins, but at least it's an acknowledgement of the concept of sex existing in the afterlife, whereas Christianity is utterly unwilling to even acknowledge the desire of humanity to engage in the act of quitus, as the dude would say.
I think that's one thing Islam has going for it, which is why I recommend the entire Gabcast listening audience convert to Islam and as quickly as you can, ensure that you're able to receive those 72 versions.
I'm Michael Van Dieven.
And by the way, the only downside, let me ask you this, Pate.
We just had a phone call on the air.
W-O-T-R was just here, and you heard him, and we used Skype.
And was there any huge, profound problem with that?
I mean, was there any reason why doing a radio show using Skype would be unacceptable?
I can't across international boundaries.
I think I assume, Osama Ben Liberace, that we were talking to Americans in America, and we crossed Canadians, sir.
Really, this is the kind of show that you run?
You allow Canadians to call in?
That is the type of show.
When I was a kid, I told my grandma, if I ever do a talk show, I'm going to allow Canadians.
And she told me, Michael, you are both a gentleman and a scholar.
And I said, thanks, grandma.
You have a good grandma.
Do you still have a good grandma?
No, she's been gone since 2011.
I really miss my grandma.
You know, that's the irony of being closest to the person in your family that's the oldest and who's going to die the soonest.
That's not a good combination.
A lot of wisdoms.
Now, y'all were talking about the afterlife, and I was trying to interject without stepping on you.
And I was just wondering, what if you really do get buried and sleep in that grave and you feel worms eating you, if that's what you want to feel or watch or enjoy the worms eating you up?
And then you could go and live life through other people's eyes and see what they were doing and are going to do or have done.
I mean, just like kind of a stillness where you're no longer active, but you can go out and look at those contrarian views, the other side, and be like, yep, I was right.
They're going to hell.
I'm not.
I'm here.
You know, almost you become God at that point.
And that is not a Christian theism that I'm speaking of.
That's almost like some kind of weirdness.
Okay.
You want to answer?
Well, you broke up at the last part of your comment there, but I failed to understand how anyone would enjoy the feeling, as you put it, of worms eating them up and breaking them into bits.
All them worms get sustenance, man.
I mean, they're getting their bellies full.
So you're saying that just the knowledge that I am feeding the worms of the world is going to be enough for me, is what you're putting out there.
Worm casting, it could be the tree that somebody plants above your grave.
Who is this on the line?
I am my future life.
How are you able to know there's someone on the line?
That's what I'm curious about.
Because I heard the call.
Oh, you hear the ringing?
I do.
Oh, that's right.
Because the aux send to you is pre-fade.
That's right.
Hi, you're on the air.
Hello.
How's it going?
I don't know what happens after we die, but I know what kind of beer I'm drinking tonight.
Uh-oh.
Oh, shit.
Outstanding.
Richard Groiper.
Richard Greyper is a little weebo-upper.
You know something?
I don't know what's going to happen when MV dies.
He's going to be fucking forever.
That guy.
He's clooping out.
Hey, J.I. Miller.
Settle down.
Back off from the microphone.
We want to hear you.
I'm not sure the extent to which that guy is a Richard Groiper fan or a Liberace fan, but his call.
Call them both.
His call was appreciated nevertheless.
573-837-4948, 573-837-4948, if you want to call into the show.
Pate, what do you say we do another shot?
How does that sound to you?
Hey, I believe I, oh my goodness.
My half pint.
It's getting low.
Well, let's call it.
I have what is this?
This is a 750 milliliter bottle, so it's just a standard size bottle of tequila.
And I am down to almost the halfway point.
Was it full when you started?
Oh, it was brand new.
Man, you're a trooper.
This thing was... I swear to that...
This thing was sitting on the shelf collecting dust.
I can still see some of the schnooks dust.
So not quite 223 years of age tequila, but it didn't have enough aging in a glass bottle that was filled by a, I don't know, I assume the best tequilas are made in Mexico by a damn dirty Mexican.
We have any damn dirty Mexicans that listen to the gabcast we got north of the border, south of the border.
I don't know.
I drink of that.
You know something?
I don't appreciate your racial stereotyping.
Mexicans are known to be the cleanest people America has to offer.
Let me go ahead and take another shot here.
We'll do this at the same time.
And here we go, Pate.
Shot number 33.
I'm going to have a sip of beer.
Miller Highlife, son.
I hear dead people on dead air.
Dead air, dead air.
No, that's not dead air.
It serves a direct and immediate purpose.
So you wanted to slip.
Let me ask you this.
You telling me that I'm doing a shot of tequila while you're taking a sip of Miller High Life?
Are you powdering your vagina at the same time you're taking that sip?
Christ Almighty.
Jesus Lord.
Dave, Dave, Dave, I am your Tommy.
Okay?
You know, there are unfortunately a rather significant number of people who will not understand that reference in the year 2019.
Good.
They need to do their research.
Before we carry on here, I want to take a look at the Gabcast chat and let's see what people have to say.
W-O-T-R says Liberace claims Star is his daughter.
So not only is he with us in spoken form, but also in print.
Albrecht posts a reply to Richard Griper's post, which was, I'm drinking cock pale ale at the moment.
And Albrecht says, with some side shots, keeping the theme.
And then underneath that, he posts a picture of a bottle of fighting cock.
And I have to say, that's wholeheartedly endorsed by Liberace.
Let me scroll down here.
Oh, boy, I need to refresh.
I'm on page 691.
And, oh, God, just the number of posts I'm behind by.
This is terrible.
It's like descent into madness, man.
I think the next Gabcast we do, I'm going to have an actual chat room set up because while I understand the advantage to having everybody post in the Gabcast thread because everything is retained here for posterity, it's nice to be able to just sort of quickly glance up at the chat room and scan it and see something and comment on it.
Oh my God, I am one, two, three, four, five pages behind.
How many personal messages do you have, sir?
Well, I disabled them even for myself.
I think I disabled them for myself before anybody else, actually, if I'm being totally honest with you.
Let's see.
Oh, too much fun.
Richard Griper says Jamunda hurt MV's kid.
My God, I'm not sure what that's a reference to.
Albricht says Libereci could always lake it like Clinton, etc., with an unsecured server or pull a hacker and throw it up on a torrent.
So I think he's referring to Art Bell's private messages, which I've pledged not to release.
Go ahead, Pate.
I'm sorry.
Well, I'm following this somewhat.
But, you know, I want to bring up this whole vibe.
Hog says, okay, so Curtis has seen them.
Peace, Hogg.
You know what?
That's what alcohol does to you.
Your guard is down.
Let's see.
So, which isn't with the Canadians, is it a blah, blah, blah?
Let's just say Curtis has been a Curtis has been someone.
Curtis has been someone that Bell Gab can turn to for the purpose of administering the database or performing other administrative activities that are beyond the technical acumen of the forum's owner for many years.
That's been the case.
So I'm hearing what you say, but I'm translating it through the paid filter, and I'm just reading that Curtis is in a band.
He's not a guitar teacher anymore.
When was the last FRET filed?
What the hell are you talking about?
Curtis was a guitar teacher.
What are you talking about?
Was that Mud King?
I don't know.
Me neither.
I can't keep above.
I'm on 694, sir.
You mean the oil sands?
You know what I'm going to do here?
I don't know.
In the show.
No, no, no.
We've still got at least another hour and a half to go.
Hopefully, you can stick around.
I hope you're not going anywhere because I'm just smidge inebriated.
I don't know if I can carry this shit myself.
You've drank half a freaking fifth of tequila, and we've had one caller and it said, Damn Canadian warder.
He's very tasty, by the way.
You know something?
I resent the inclusion of the word damn prior to the word Canadian.
The Canadians are a neighbor that the United States should be thankful for relative to the neighbors other nations have suffered through the course of human history.
We couldn't be more blessed to have the Canadians as neighbors despite various political differences and despite the mainstream social justice warrior political predisposition of the Canadian political class.
Can Tangerine call in, do you think?
Jojo Tangerine?
I don't know that Tangerine's going to call in.
Even though the goddamn number is out there for these people to call in, I don't know that she's going to do it.
I don't know that Star Mountain is going to call in, even though the number is out there for her to do.
So I'm sorry, my mic processor just if you get too loud, it doesn't.
Okay, let's see here.
I think what we're going to do is I'm going to.
I don't know if anyone is going to like this or not, but what I'm going to do is I'm going to play a couple minutes of my band, my former band.
Hey, okay, do that.
It's going to wave out.
DSP processor, none.
Okay, that looks good.
Okay, but what I need to do is skip past this first song because I'm singing and my singing is so terrible.
Okay, we'll be back in a little bit.
This is the Gapcast from Bellgab.com.
Stick around.
This is live, I'm playing drums but I'm not singing.
How many special people change?
How many lives are living strange?
Where were you while we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall, faster than a cannonball.
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me.
Come beneath the landslide with the champagne supernova in the sky.
Someday you will find me company the landslide with the champagne supernova, champagne supernova in the sky.
Wake up the dawn and ask them why.
Dream a dream she never dies.
Wipe that tear away now from your eyes.
Slowly walking down the hall, faster than a cannonball.
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me.
Company's the last life with the champagne supernova in the sky.
Someday you will find me.
Company's the last time with the champagne supernova, champagne supernova.
Cause we both believe that and died a run away from the thumb.
You and I will never die.
Long days since around and don't know why, why, why, why?
How many special people change?
How many lives are living strange?
Where were you while we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall, faster than a cannonball.
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me.
Company's the last lie with the champagne supernova in the sky.
Someday you will find me.
Company's the last lie with the champagne supernova, champagne supernova.
Cause we both believe that a run away from the drama.
You and I will never die.
While they spam around and don't know why, why, why?
How many special people change?
How many life are living strange?
Where were you while we were getting high?
We were getting high.
We were getting high when we were getting high.
Okay, next.
Two, three, four.
Tired, darling.
Till the horses run down, moving in your dark night.
Not like miles from you leaving my gem in this place where the storm never dies.
Wait in this place where the sky all gone from themselves.
You said no, dreams.
Freedom, yeah, it needs to go faster at the stage.
Life won't kick it, restless diesel.
Goodbye, window.
I walk into not just that time at the stage.
As I walked, I felt my own needs just beginning.
Always in the view till the train's coming with you where they're shining from them,
at the party, she was kindest in the underground consolation for the old now forgotten.
Yellow tires drowned in jungle in the dark eyes.
Now keep dressing goodbye windows, giant darling.
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines li here with you where they're shining From them,
I'm not sure if I can do it.
Don't you know what's wrong with me?
Seeing things I don't wanna see.
Living things, it ain't no good for me.
Going down, babe, play a friend for me.
Got to get better in a little while.
Got to get better in a little while.
Sun's got to shine on my guitar someday.
Revolution all across the land.
Just like Slide, we've got to take a stand.
Don't invite nobody.
Put nobody down.
Give them a helping hand.
Get up off the ground.
Got to get better in a little while.
Got to get better in a little while.
I'm not the shot.
She's gonna dance and then get paid.
This is the Gabcast, a podcast about Bellgab.com.
Call the show now at 573-837-4948.
That's 573-837-4948.
Now, shut up, sit down, and listen to the damn show.
Be fertile done right.
She is a father on the air every night.
Peyton, you doing okay?
Hey, all right.
It's the Gabcast.
As mentioned a moment ago, if you'd like to be on the show, the number to call is 573-837-4948.
It's 573-837-4948.
And you know something?
I have to confess to you, Pape.
That over the course of this break, I did, I think, an additional two shots.
And I don't know if I was necessarily supposed to do that, but I just want to be open and upfront and transparent.
All this, you know, there should be more cacao bell.
I don't know.
Cowbell.
That's awesome.
Well, I hope that you enjoyed my musical manifestations of my band.
Let's see.
I wanted to play during this show.
I want to play this clip of Heather Wade, who apparently is the person who filled in for Art Bell after he left his show and then ultimately took it over and then ultimately was fired and had to start a new podcast somewhere else.
Say that again, Pate.
I didn't hear you.
You were talking at the same time as me.
I'm stepping all over you, man.
I thought it was the man's circle.
I raised your quarter chub to a half chub.
Let's hear this Heather Wade sound bite.
Do you have a sound bite?
I was going to say that myself, that I had been raised to a half chub from quarter in the course of playing this clip, but I didn't want to seem too forward.
So let's go ahead.
I have not heard this.
I have not heard this.
Oh my God.
Calm down.
Just take a breath, buddy.
I mean, just deep breath.
Deep breath.
Deep breath.
I have not heard this clip prior to what we're going to play now, and I am in the course of my inebriation here going to, as best I can, respond to it.
Here we go.
We'll go ahead and play this and see what it is we have to say.
was recorded on september 8th and now art bell Oh, no.
Not Art Bell.
silence wow the song is over but the oh the counter stopped okay God, that is so good.
It makes you want to slap your mama.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
So where does that come from?
You know?
How do you go from the pointer sisters to that?
That, you cannot argue, is definitely heavy metal.
So it's very confusing.
It's very confusing.
You know, he liked that.
Okay, I'm just going to go ahead and say something here.
Heather, you and I did many gab casts together, and you and I spent many instances on the phone with one another, 50% of which you were crying.
And I just want to tell you that my primary objection to what it is you're doing now, in fact, I was actually someone who routinely would come out and extol the virtues of Heather whenever the opportunity arose for quite some time.
Not necessarily because I thought she was the greatest broadcaster ever to have come down the pike, but because I have a loyalty to people that I've called friends over the course of the past.
I'm sorry that I keep using the term over the course, by the way.
That's the third time I've done that.
I'm going to stop.
On a night like this.
This is something I'm very good at is catching crutches that I've settled into and eliminating them.
I'm very good at that.
So I'm just going to say that I will not say in the course of, aside from this one time, again during this broadcast.
But Heather, you're somebody that I routinely defended many times when defending was required.
And I don't even know that necessarily defending is the right word, but you are someone whose positive attributes, I'll put it that way, I pointed out many times when it was, I feel necessary for me to do so.
Not required of me to do so, but necessary for me to do so.
And in fact, I can remember telling people, well, you know, you may not appreciate the fact that she's not Art Bell, but she is a great conversationalist, which I think is true because Heather and I spent many instances on the phone together talking about a wide array of subjects.
And I did find her to be a great conversationalist.
And that's something that can't be taken away from her.
She is good at just simply having a conversation.
And while that may seem like a throwaway statement, it's actually not because you have no idea how many people I run across in my day-to-day life that have no idea how to just simply have a conversation.
I mean, that's not something that a lot of people are able to do.
And Heather is Heather Wade, otherwise known as Redacted on Belgab, which, of course, that's been changed to Heather Wade in order to reflect reality and accuracy for the easy perusal of people who might stumble upon Belgab and want to know what's happening.
I went ahead and changed her username from Redacted to Heather Wade because that seems appropriate to me.
She is a great conversationalist, and I pointed this out on many occasions.
Not necessarily, I guess, to defend her.
Maybe the word defend is the wrong term, but I wanted to be someone who would be a voice for positivity in a sea of negativity because not only is the deck stacked against her because she's filling in for Art Bell, but it's also stacked against her because she's not a professional broadcaster.
But she's a great conversationalist.
And I can attest to this based on the number of conversations that I had with her privately.
She really is.
And having said that, the thing that grates on me, I think, the most is the affected Art Bell impersonation that she's doing in her daily approach to broadcasting.
I find it jarring.
I find it off-putting.
I find it insufferable.
I find it cringe-inducing.
And I think that if you're going to present yourself as this person who is strong enough to overcome all of the adversity, all of the adversity that's facing you from your detractors and various other forces that are aligned against you on the internet,
all of which are on the internet, it doesn't really make sense to me that you're doing this Art Bell impression.
And just in the 49 seconds, 54 actually seconds of this clip that I've just played for you.
And again, I want to point out the fact that Tim, Tim, I used to do a podcast with a guy named Tim Pate years and years ago.
So now I see Pate from Bellgab and I assume his first name to be Tim.
And then this podcast I've done with Pate here, I've listened to this clip and being inebriated as we are, I have to apologize up front for that.
But you know something?
I want to have a good time tonight.
I'm here more to enjoy myself than I am to entertain anybody.
And I'm just simply hoping that in entertaining myself, other people wind up being entertained incidentally as a result of that.
And hopefully that's worked out to be the case, but I don't know.
But we are profoundly inebriated.
But having said that, even in the midst of our inebriation, 54 seconds into this clip, the thing that I come away from is this feigned Art Bell impression that she's doing.
And I did many, many, many, many, many gab casts with this woman.
And I did, I was a part of many private phone calls with this woman.
And this is not how she speaks.
And I find this annoying.
I find this insulting.
I find it insufferable to listen to.
I am puzzled by the fact that her apparent listening audience is not immediately aware of the fact that this is what's happening.
I'm puzzled by the fact that she thinks that this gives her some element of cachet and credibility and panache and acceptability beyond what would otherwise be the case.
It just, it's so phony, just as if not only was my problem with what she's doing, and by the way, I want to put this out there.
I'm not suggesting anybody should care necessarily what my problem is with anything.
I'm not an authority on anything, and I don't mean to suggest that my problem over anything that she's doing should carry more weight.
But I have observations, and I'm here doing this podcast, and so I'm going to talk about them.
I can't get over the fact that here we are 54 seconds into this clip, and I'm listening to a woman with ovaries doing an impersonation of Art Bell, and I can only assume that it's for the purpose of ingratiating herself to an audience that she thinks needs to hear that in order to be accepting of what it is they're listening to.
I can only assume that that's the reason for this.
And it grates on me.
And if I were to be asked by somebody, what is your primary problem with what it is Heather Wade's doing right now, I would say wholeheartedly, without reservation, it's the fact that she has modified, she has affected her verbal presentation in order to somehow, some way approximate Art Bell.
It's creepy.
It's disingenuous.
It's artificial.
It is.
You know something?
I wish that Heather would call into this show.
And the reason I wish that she would is so that I could hear with my own ears when she calls in whether she's going to do that voice.
Now, I guess it's 9 o'clock Pacific time, so she is probably, what is it, a Thursday night?
So I guess she's starting up her show right now.
So that eliminates any possibility that she's going to call into this show unless she has for some reason, for some nefarious, nebulous, not nefarious, but for some nebulous reason canceled tonight's broadcast.
She won't be calling out.
I'm sorry.
I said cancellations, sir, are unprofessional.
The show must be going on.
I don't think she is a professional.
And the primary reason I say that is because a professional does not book a guest and then cancel on that guest without providing any explanation whatsoever as to why the show is not happening that night without contacting that guest in any way whatsoever.
I'm sorry.
Say that again.
We're talking over each other.
What did you say?
We're stepping on each other's tails.
That's okay.
Who gives a shit?
You just go right ahead.
Oro Boris, you want to hear my rage?
What's all this about red?
Heather Wade, Red.
Red.
She's right behind it.
Redacted.
The reasons.
Fuck.
All right.
Now you're out there in the open and no one cares.
I don't think anyone cared when you're red.
Honestly.
I see my buddy Aldous posted some kind of.
I don't know.
He's my internet buddy as much as you are.
We all shared experiences on the internet.
Well, I don't talk to you very much, so he must.
I mean, I can't.
I don't know.
You're the only one that's allowed to rant.
Come on, man.
I'm retarded, though.
You know, I'm autistic.
You know, I might have some PSTD moments.
You know, some of the things that PTSD.
Yeah, we talked about that in the military.
We often wondered what the P and the PSTD stood for.
Were you in the military?
Were you in the military?
Do you even read your own board, sir?
No, I don't.
But I'm not going to say thank you for your service.
I find that patronizing.
Yeah, me too.
And I want to say to you, sir, for running your Belchan, whatever the fuck MC crap is that you have here.
For Gunner, for a couple other people, Kidnostad, I think Albi.
I call him Aldi Albrecht.
There's a couple Patriots.
This is daylight and dollar short.
9-12.
Carlo, what are you doing?
I think the alcohol is setting over to you.
I think you need to take...
I think you need an oxygen injection.
I think you should just breathe deeply because you went from Albrecht to Aldous, and those are not the same human beings, sir.
Oh, in actuality, your time...
How high are you again?
Anyway.
How high am I?
Yeah, your time.
your time i went from i have his i could go until three in the morning tonight i i I really have no limitations.
Well, you had half a fifth like a minute ago.
Let me take a look at this bottle.
Let's see how far we are down.
We are at exactly the halfway point on this tequila plata.
And even Enterprises is able to broadcast.
Do you think anybody holds their liquor as well as I do?
I don't know.
Me?
No, you don't hold it well at all.
As soon as you've smelled the scent of alcohol, I know it.
That's cute.
No, it's accurate.
It's beyond cute.
As soon as someone walked past you and you saw the label on a bottle of alcohol, I think I'm aware of it.
At least as it pertains to your posting on Belgab.
I'm just co-hosting, man.
That's true.
That is true.
That is true.
You're merely co-hosting, and so there are no pressures upon you.
Go ahead.
No, I'll give you the late.
When did this gab cast?
You know, when did this gab cast start today?
This evening?
Well, this gab cast started last week.
It's been well in the making, and it's been difficult to bring to fruition, but it's finally here.
Well, there's no hate here.
You know, I'm kind of Canadian in that respect.
We've had one caller.
Do you think lack of hate is inherently a Canadian trait?
You know, Canadians step up.
They call.
I'll give that to Warder.
See, I think that's an undeserved level of goodwill toward the Canadians.
While I am happy as an American to have them as a neighbor, I think the lack of hate is an undeserved level of goodwill.
We should hate Canadians.
Really?
No, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm saying the notion that the Canadians are without hate is an undeserved level of goodwill toward them.
That they're absolutely polite to the point.
Yeah, I don't buy that shit.
I think Canadians are just like any other group of people.
There are.
They're Americans.
Hey, Pate, let's go ahead and do another shot.
You ready?
About all I got left is a Miller High Life tall boy.
Okay, well, you know, just try and drink enough in one fell swoop to approximate my shot of Jose Cuervo tequila plata.
Now I'm out.
I just drank all the Miller High Life.
I'm looking at the Jameson half-blind.
Jeez.
I don't know if you've been reading the live chat thread, which is awesome.
By the way.
I think somewhere, I don't know, maybe it was in a private email, not private email, a private message, you know, in that little brief time.
I think I apprised you of my situation of two Miller High Life tallboys.
Jedi Miller, shout out to you, sir, for calling in.
You hung up on him, MMV.
What kind of dog is that?
That one is a German Shepherd and Rhodesian Ridgeback.
He is very fearsome, but gentle.
He's like an urban Sasquatch.
You know.
He's fearsome but gentle.
I want to allay any concerns among the Belgab listening audience.
Go ahead, Pate.
I mean, he's got a great set of teeth, and he's doing that to you.
He's done this to me.
The guy doesn't want to let me go in my front door sometimes.
I know the listening audience was concerned as to the quality of his teeth, and I just want to let everybody know there's nothing to worry about in that regard.
Pate says he's got a great set of teeth.
You don't have anything to worry about.
It's mainly genetics.
Okay, let's go back to this audio clip.
I'm going to go ahead and start playing this.
Here we go.
We'll listen to this and respond in real time.
I've already given my soliloquy about the Art Bell verbal affectation, which I find off-putting, upsetting, and nauseating.
So it's very confusing.
It's very confusing.
You know, he liked that song.
And now I actually remember where I know where he got that song.
Okay, so here we are.
We're not even a minute into this clip, and we're reminiscing about what Art Bell liked.
Because if you're a broadcaster and you don't really bring anything to the table that it is that people would find interesting, you repeatedly, apparently, name-drop Art Bell.
I love that song.
And now I actually remember where I know where he got that song.
He got that from my buddy Saucy Rossi.
Yeah.
Believe it or not, once upon a time, you know, Belgab was a fun place.
Yeah, Belgab was a fun place until people decided to approach you and what it is you're doing in exactly the same way you used to approach George Norrie and what it is that he does.
Once upon a time, you know, Bellgab was a fun place.
Fun forum website to hang out at.
It's turned into a swirling sewer now.
By the way, Heather, if you were to come and start posting at bellgab.com, I think that you would find people to be 50-50 divided on their assessment of your return.
And what I mean by that is 50% of the people there would be pleased to see you start posting there, and 50% of the people would tell you to go fuck yourself.
I think you would find the mix to be rather widespread.
So if you think there's some sort of unanimous appraisal on Belgab of what it is that you're doing, that is a marked misassessment of what it is that's happening on Belgab today.
I don't think that if you were to start posting on Belgab right now, you would find...
Let me just say this.
Heather, you're a coward.
Heather, Heather, you are a complete coward.
For years, for years, Heather.
And I hope you're listening to this, Heather.
I hope you're listening to this right now.
This is Zim V. This is Michael Van Devin.
This is otherwise known as Liberace.
Someone that you spoke to for many years, someone that you hosted many gab casts with.
I want you to listen to this right now.
And Pate, Pate, if you will simply oblige me for a moment.
Heather, you are a coward.
I don't know how many years it was that you hosted this show, Art Bell's show.
You were brought in as a replacement explicitly as a result of your involvement with Bellgab.com, and you failed to even mention the fact that you'd ever even heard of Bellgab.com.
I don't say this because I'm thinking to myself, whoa, if you're going to be out there doing Art Bell's show, you better be promoting my forum, Missy.
That's not at all how I'm thinking.
What I'm thinking is, when I'm listening to radio, I don't like hearing chicken shit, phony, false, deceptive, dishonest radio.
For years and years, I listened to the Opie and Anthony show, and these people would come on the radio and talk to you earnestly about what kind of shit they had that morning.
And here you are hosting a radio show, which was formerly hosted by Art Bell, and you're not even able to mention the fact that you came to know Art Bell and came in contact with Art Bell and made yourself a part of Art Bell's radar as a result directly of your involvement with Bellgab.com.
And you can't even mention that on the air because you're a fucking coward, Heather.
You are so cowardly.
And I think that's the biggest problem beyond even your phony Art Bell affectation that you do when you're speaking on your little podcast there.
And yeah, I use the term little podcast.
I know that right now.
Let's see how many listeners do we have.
I understand that this isn't the biggest podcast in the world, but okay, we have 43 listeners concurrently right now.
I understand this isn't the biggest podcast in the world, but your fevered ego relative to reality, it's entirely disproportionate because I've seen the stats.
What do you have?
300 400 listeners concurrently on a regular broadcast night?
And your inability to acknowledge the fact that you are a product of Bellgab.com.
You want to separate yourself from that?
You want to pretend that you're independent from that?
You want to pretend that you have entirely no relevance to Bellgab.com and that it as an entity is in no way responsible for or connected to what it is that you're doing right now.
You're profoundly dishonest.
And it took you, what, three or four years to even say the term bellgab.com on your podcast that you're doing there, your little podcast that you're doing there.
Yeah, okay.
You've got 300, 400 concurrent listeners.
Apparently, I'm sure in your mind that doesn't constitute a quote-unquote little podcast.
Well, in my mind, it does.
What we're doing right now, Peyton Di, this is a net on an elephant's ass.
I'm fully willing to admit that, that nobody gives a shit about what Peyton and I are doing right now.
That this is utterly and entirely inconsequential.
But what you need to understand, Heather, is that 250 additional listeners beyond this concurrently does not constitute something that is not inconsequential.
What you're doing is inconsequential.
What you're doing does not matter.
What you're doing does not move the meter in terms of pop culture or societal perception of various issues in any way whatsoever.
Fox News is not quoting what Heather Wade had to say on her podcast as they would Rush Limbaugh.
You are not what it is you apparently believe in your mind that you are.
And the fact that you went for three or four years without being even able to mention Bellgab.com, the mechanism that brought you into contact with Art Bell, and I don't even say that because Bellgab.com deserves the mention.
Bellgab.com deserves the promotion.
I'm not even saying that from that perspective.
You don't understand that.
I'm sure you don't understand that.
I'm saying that from the perspective of someone who is a connoisseur of talk radio and someone who expects honesty in the people that he's listening to in talk radio.
And you deliver none of that.
You are perhaps the most dishonest radio host I've ever encountered in the history of talk radio.
The fact that it took you three years, I mean, and it was a mental breakdown that prompted you to suddenly release all of your stripper pictures.
I mean, if it were me, I would have been right out front with that.
Yeah, I used to be a stripper.
Go fuck yourself.
What do you think about that?
Guess what?
I was doing what I had to do to get the bills paid, and some people agreed that I had what it took to be what I was.
So go fuck yourself.
I would have put that out there right out front.
But you're so dishonest that it took you three or four years to put that out there.
It took you three or four years to put it out there that you were a user of Bellgab.com.
And I think even to this point, you still sorry, my voice presses clipped a little bit there.
You still have not come to terms with the fact that but for bellgab.com, you would never have come in direct contact with Art Bell despite the lyrics of Desert Heat.
You have still not come to terms with that.
And I think that that bothers you more than anything anybody else could begin to measure or quantify.
The fact that without Bellgab.com, this thing that you hate so much, because it treated you the way you treated George Norrie for many, many years, not months, not days, not weeks, years, because Bellgab.com suddenly treated you and applied the same standards to you that you applied to George Norrie for years.
You've not been able to come to terms with the fact that without Bellgab, you would never have come into contact with Art Bell.
And again, I want to make it patently clear that I'm not sitting here thinking to myself, well, I own this forum.
It should have been promoted more than it was.
That is not at all it.
If you think that, go fuck yourself as quickly as you can.
That is not at all what I'm thinking to myself.
What I'm thinking to myself is, as someone who is a consumer of talk radio, I've been an ardent listener of talk radio since I was 11 years old.
I started listening to talk radio when I was 11.
What were you doing when you were 11, Heather?
I was listening to talk radio when I was 11.
And if anything can be said to be more in, to be there's nothing that can be pointed to more than honesty when it comes to suggesting what's going to be indicative of a successful and a good talk radio show.
Honesty.
Honesty.
That is it.
And you, yeah, I guess you started posting your stripper pictures and you suddenly started mentioning bellgab.com passively and in a dismissive way.
But the fact that you're mentioning it at all means that you know that what I'm saying is true.
You know that what I'm saying is in the back of your mind.
Good one, Paige.
And I would just simply like you to exercise a modicum of honesty in the execution of your radio show.
That's all I'm saying.
That is my primary problem with what it is you're doing.
Nobody's jealous of what it is you're doing.
Nobody's jealous that Art Bell became interested in you.
And I know that's the lazy, intellectually dishonest and intellectually lazy way of explaining away what it is that has been the perception of you since you took over Art Show.
Hold on, Pate.
Please take a pause.
Take a break.
Me?
Yes, you.
Yes, you.
Take a break.
Just a moment.
I know since the beginning of all of this, it has been sort of the go-to thing to hang your hat on that people are jealous of you.
And that's why people at bellgab.com have some sort of problem with you.
And it's not it at all.
It's when they hear a woman who's 42 years old or however old you are.
I think I'm in the ballpark doing an impression of Art Bell.
You and your ovaries have no business doing an impression of Art Bell.
When people hear that, it sounds dishonest, disingenuous.
It sounds like you're a poser.
It sounds like you're doing some sort of an affectation for the benefit of your listening audience in order to placate them in some sort of way to make them think that they're getting some sort of genuine experience that they're not.
Acknowledge the fact that you're not Art Bell.
Acknowledge the fact that because you live next door to Art Bell for a year or two, that does not make you Art Bell.
Acknowledge that.
Be yourself.
I heard you on countless gabcasts, Heather, where you did not sound the way you sound now.
You sounded like a normal human being who is simply speaking and sounding the way she sounds when she speaks, as opposed to this affected Art Bell approximation that it is you're trying to do.
It really, as someone who started listening to Art Bell in 1991, I laugh at you.
I find you something of a comedy act, and that's ironic considering the extent to which you take yourself so seriously.
I find it to be a comedy act when I hear someone doing an approximation, an affectation of an Art Bell impersonation.
This guy I listened to since I was 11 years old.
And you're going to sit there out of nowhere.
No one's ever heard fuck all of who you are or where you came from.
And you're going to start pretending that you're Art Bell with ovaries with a veg?
Are you kidding me with this?
Nobody is buying it.
So I really wish that you would call in right now, Heather.
And I really wish that when you do call in, you would call in with that feigned, phony Art Bell affectation, that stupid approximation that you're doing so that I could vomit audibly in your face as you're doing it because nobody's buying it here.
Go ahead, Pate.
I'm just saying, hey, you know, it'd be nice if Red called in.
Anybody else want to call in?
I haven't checked the live chat thread.
Oh, geez.
I've gone nuts on it.
I mean, I lie.
I'm a hypocrite.
I have checked something about the general and threat files.
Here's Cat Smile, Kingdom of Hack Z, Heater Duty.
Uh, back, are you again?
Shall I uh pick up where we're at?
Uh, word.
Well, no, I would rather you respond to what it is I just said.
What are your impressions of what it is that I mean?
Look, I'm not sitting here night after night saying to myself, I gotta find something to say about Heather the next time I do a podcast.
But she's sitting here, she's sitting here deliberately mentioning bellgab.com, and she's doing it in a way that suggests it is a dismissive memory for her that in no way bears any relevance to what she's doing right now.
And that level of dishonesty really makes me want to barf all over my fucking equipment here.
And I find it a little bit off-putting, so I'm kind of curious as to what your opinion is on that.
How many fake knobs and uh channel sliders do you have?
Uh, I used to do sound for I owned a sound system.
I had a geez, I could probably get this file cabinet sitting right next to me.
I had a, I think it was a PD soundboard, it had a little cool locking top, it was portable, had like Mackie billion amp, whatever the fucks.
I used to run soundboards.
Let's just say that in order for me to do what I'm doing right now, it probably cost me a total of a thousand dollars as opposed to the fifteen or twenty thousand dollars that Heather spent on her equipment because she speaks radio.
I do not go ahead.
So, I ended up so sounds like we have a caller.
My psychic is merchury merchery, merchury.
Can you tell me about the tank code umbrella under Van Diven Enterprises?
I was just wondering how it was all your hold on.
Your spoken word has begun to approximate your bell gap post.
So, let's go ahead and take a call here and see what this person has to say.
Hi there, you're on the air.
Good evening, Michael.
How are you doing, buddy?
It's username.
It's Mike Wild Gas.
How are you, Peyton?
How are you this night?
Who is this?
I want to say it's Richard Groiper or its username.
I can't quite peg it.
Well, I heard you talking about Heather, my baby, so I thought it was calling and defender.
Hey, Groiper, how are you doing, buddy?
It's good to hear from you.
Good.
You know something, Heather?
Groiper, I want to ask you if you can validate this.
Did I not, in the past, from time to time, step in and say, you know, I think everybody should maybe lay off Heather just a little bit.
She's in a situation that she didn't necessarily ask for.
Which now, looking back, I kind of dispute that in my own mind.
But I mean, was I out there out front as someone to critique Heather in the early days?
Yes, I would have to agree that you were out front.
You were leading the charge.
Oh, you weren't a white knight.
You weren't a white knight, but yes, the positivity vibes were flowing.
Okay, okay.
So you agree almost as much as the tea.
Yes, I agree.
Okay.
So in that context, go ahead and carry on with your call.
I'm sorry to have interrupted.
Oh, that's all right.
I was just calling in to defend Heather, my baby.
And I heard you saying some awful things about her.
And I think everything I said was, I think everything I said was factual.
Even though they may be true, I thought someone had to call in and defend her because I think she's doing something right now.
Probably nothing, but since no one's defending her, I thought I would.
Maybe Aldous should have called in, but I will handle that.
Go on.
You know, it's interesting you should mention Aldous because he is actually included in my show notes here.
Why is Aldous always lurking and why does he hardly ever post?
What are your thoughts on that, Groyper?
I think he's Heather's eyes in the sky.
He's...
He's watching, he's peeping through windows and crawling through bushes, and he's relaying all the info back to Heather.
That's how I see it.
He's probably driving around in his VW bug.
He's peeking through holes above where sun shines leaking sky.
Am I right?
Yes.
That's accurate.
You know, I've had many, many conversations with Aldous, and I don't know if I am saying anything I'm not supposed to say here, but he is supposed to be one of her best friends.
He is supposed to be one of her confidants, and yet she ghosts him for months on end.
Is that the behavior of someone that you would consider a friend?
Is that the behavior of someone that you would say is interested in your existence on this plane?
I would see that as Aldous, our baby, all of our baby, not just mine, but our baby, was used.
His VW bug was used.
His tea was used.
And probably his weed stash was used.
And he was the vessel that delivered Heather to art.
And now we are where we are.
You know, I see Pate as Aldous, but with alcohol.
I see Aldous as the weed Aldous, and Pate is the alcohol Aldous.
Pate, what are your thoughts on that?
I'm posting right now on Belgab.
No, that's all I needed to hear.
Go ahead, Groiper.
Ah, yes.
Nothing but the finest.
Excuse me, maybe I'm ingesting some of that smoke myself.
Smoke us.
Yes, I wish he would call in, actually.
I wish Aldous would call in.
And I mean, I'm sure he has some secrets that he'll go to the grave with, but I'm sure he could shed some light on what exactly is going on.
He obviously has some kind of interest, kind of vested interest, continuing interest.
You want to know what I think?
You want to know what I think?
I have expressed this opinion privately.
Hold on, Pate.
I have expressed this opinion privately, and that is that when Heather is not ghosting Aldous, I think he is not posting on Belgab.
But I think in those periods where she has ghosted him, I think that's when he is posting on Belgab.
Thoughts?
Okay.
Well, if you'd like to call into the show, the number is 573-837-4948.
573-837-4948.
Groiper, are you currently in contact with Anthony?
Has he of lit city fame?
Has he communicated with you in any way to suggest what the way forward is going to be?
No, unfortunately, there is no way forward.
All contact, all means of communication have been severed.
That's shit.
I hate to hear that.
That personally pains me.
Me too.
Hashtag me too, but I think it's not a breakup.
Many people, ha ha, you know, made the jokes about that.
But no, we're going our separate ways, and it's for the best.
It was a mutual parting of the ways, even though it was mainly me.
Okay, all me.
But it was a mutual parting of the ways, and I wish him all the best.
And really, I honestly do.
I wish him all the best and success and wealth.
And I've seen those things.
I sense bullshit.
My bullshit detector is going off so strongly right now.
I feel like if you and I were talking in private right now, Unvoxed, or I don't know if this would be what I'm hearing.
I don't know.
I would never do such a thing.
I am opening my heart and my deepest inner intimate thoughts as if we are speaking one-on-one.
And I am telling you that it was mutual parting of the ways.
It was me.
But I do wish him all the success.
And I hope that his girlfriend stops cucking him on live streams and stops.
Now hold on a second.
But she has such a lot of money.
But she has such large breasts.
I mean, I would think the threshold for what one would be willing to put up with from her would be much higher.
I'm sure if I could handle that, to be honest.
Go ahead, Pate.
Go ahead, Pate.
I'm wondering, Groiper, may I call you Dick?
Are you or are you not in a wheelchair?
This is, I don't know, live YouTube doesn't satisfy it.
Well, let me ask you this.
What if Richard Griper were in a wheelchair as a result of serving our country and its combat pursuits overseas?
Would that make a difference?
No, I would ask him then, are you friends with digital pig smuggler?
I mean, I will tell you, I would stop talking to him, but would that make a difference for anybody else?
I just want to ask.
It's entertaining.
It truly is a man.
I would like him to submit to a Belchian genetical test, find out how many chromosomes.
Normal people have two.
I don't know if a DNA test is going to tell you how many legs he has.
Groiper, thoughts?
Three?
Three?
Am I a crippled man?
The answer would be maybe probably more sexually than physically.
But no, I stand on two legs and possibly a third leg.
Oh.
With families maybe listening, is there a channel one might serve to to find such a.
So you are the Uday Hussein of the Americas is what you're trying to tell us.
Yes.
Go ahead.
Go ahead, Pate.
Groiper, if you could just PM me the information I requested, I think I would be kosher.
Thank you, sir.
Go ahead and PM that to him.
Thank you.
Go ahead and service, sir.
Go ahead and PM that to him, Groiper.
I think the two of you can get that lined out, okay?
That was Richard Groiper right here on the Gabcast.
And if you want to call into the show, the number is 573-837-4948.
573-837-4948.
So let's go back to the audio clip.
I'm going to back it up just a little bit so that we can include the parts of this clip that, well, we've talked so long, it's possibly the case that people have forgotten what was said.
Here we go.
Hold on, Pate.
Let's play this clip.
Hold on.
Hold on.
Fun forum website to hang out at.
It's turned into a swirling sewer now.
Again, because people are not all on board with what it is she's doing.
Hold on, Pate.
Here we go.
I don't know what in the world happened.
But I guess me, I happened.
But yeah.
Once upon a time, though, there was a bunch of cool people on there.
Saucy Rossi was one of them.
Let me tell you something, Heather.
I'm not going to out Saucy Rossi in terms of what it is that he and I have discussed publicly.
But let me just tell you this: that your assessment of him is not quite accurate.
I'll just put it that way in terms of his perceptions of you.
Go ahead, Heather.
And he, I think, gave that song to Art because we used to do cool stuff on there.
We had a thread on there that was all proposed bumper songs.
And of course, there was the big, long, gigantic Art Bell thread, and we would, you know, toss songs up in there, too.
And Saucy Rossi posted this one, and I guess Art liked it and added it to the bumper catalog.
Can you believe that?
Why is it every time she mentions bellgab.com, Saucy Rossi comes up as the seminal figure that she's able to sink her teeth into that she finds acceptable?
I don't understand this.
Added it to the bumper catalog.
Can you believe that?
And I don't play it very often because that song has such a tone to it.
You know what I mean?
It really is magical.
And that's probably why he liked it.
But I don't play it very often.
But every time I play it, there's a big reaction to it.
And people always go, God, will you not play that dang heavy metal on the show?
And I'm going, but that's, I'll take a picture of the song list.
It's right there, number 11, cap size, big black delta.
And yeah, wow.
Crazy, right?
It's crazy to me.
So Jeff is still out there, my buddy Jeff.
I think that's the Jeff I think.
Jeff is not your buddy.
Jeff is a stranger who happens to intercept your stream from time to time.
He's not your buddy, okay?
Crazy to me.
So Jeff is still out there, my buddy Jeff.
I think that's the Jeff I think I'm thinking of.
My canine friend out there.
I tell you what, Pate, I've got to go pee.
Can you go ahead and fill for about 30 seconds?
Can you leave that audio so I can I can't pause it.
Just leave it leave it playing.
I love hearing red.
Okay, I'll back it up about a minute.
You go ahead and just comment on the fly.
I probably remember where I know where he got that song.
He got that from my buddy Saucy Rossi.
Saucy Rossi.
Believe it or not, once upon a time, you know, Bellgab was a fun place.
Fun forum website to hang out at.
It's turned into a swirling sewer now.
I don't know what in the world happened.
MC was a good professional.
I guess I happened.
But yeah, once upon a time, though, there was a bunch of cool people on there.
Saucy Rossi was one of them.
And he, I think, gave that song to Art because we used to do stuff on there.
We had a thread on there that was all, you know, proposed bumper songs.
And of course, there was the big, long, gigantic Art Bell thread.
And we would, you know, toss songs up in there, too.
And Saucy Rossi posted.
Okay, I'm back.
I'm going to just back it up a little bit so that I can make sure I didn't miss anything.
Here we go.
Bumper songs.
And of course, there was the big, long, gigantic Art Bell thread, and we would, you know, toss songs up in there, too.
And Saucy Rossi posted this one, and I guess Art liked it and added it to the bumper catalog.
Okay, Heather, you're going to have to let go of the Saucy Rossi thing because he was not oblivious to the insanity that you presented to the world within the two-week span after Art Bell died, okay?
He and I had some rather in-depth conversations about that.
Let me just say he was not at all unaware of the insanity that you presented to anybody who is willing to read in the two weeks subsequent to Art Bell's passing.
So if you think that he is in some way separate from, exclusive to, partitioned away from the rest of the Belgab peasantry in rabble, I think you would be profoundly mistaken in that.
Let's just go on, Heather, about how many direct and immediate personal interactions you've had with Saucy Rossi since Art Bell died.
I'm willing to wager not too many.
You know, toss songs up in there too.
And Saucy Rossi posted this one, and I guess Art liked it and added it to the bumper catalog.
Another shot.
Can you believe that?
And I don't play it very often because that song has such a tone to it.
You know what I mean?
It really is magical.
And that's probably why he liked it.
But I don't play it very often.
But every time I play it, there's a big reaction to it.
And people always go, God, will you not play that dang heavy metal on the show?
And I'm going, but that's, I'll take a picture of the song list.
It's right there.
Number 11, cap size, big black delta.
And shameful.
Crazy, right?
It's crazy to me.
Go ahead, Pate.
I'm sorry.
Go ahead.
I want to go make a beer run.
Jeez, I can't believe you're for a young pup.
MC, what do I call you, Lee?
You can call me Lee.
You can call me Liberace.
You call me Michael Vanderhooven.
Whatever it is that you prefer.
I'm willing to be receptive to either of those.
Go ahead.
Michelle Vanderhooven.
Are you really going to make a beer run?
Are you telling me you did not acquire enough booze prior to the inception of this broadcast?
How are you going to get to the place?
How are you going to get to the place where you're going to buy the alcohol?
It's like half a block away, man.
I live in a beautiful part of town.
You know, years and years ago.
Years and years ago, very many years ago, when my life wasn't going so well, I worked in a gas station for about three months.
And we would have the same three or four alcoholics who would routinely make their way into the gas station in order to purchase their drink of choice.
Are you one of those guys?
Well, let me ask you: were these three all buying vodka?
Let's just say all three of these people look like they had not had sex with a woman or touched a woman's breast since the Carter administration.
Continue.
Oh, God.
I'm not that old.
Well, you know.
No, you look.
I mean, I really, I would be really surprised if you had trouble picking up women at a bar.
I mean, you're a handsome-looking guy.
And what I feel worried about is that you're going to drink yourself to the point where you are no longer physically the model of human existence that you currently are.
What are your thoughts on that?
You know, you're a fancy broadcaster with them.
I mean, what do you got, like 28 listeners right now?
27, actually.
Oh, God.
So close.
Psyched.
Really?
I did not think.
This is a.
Oh, my lord.
It's 49.
Go ahead, Pate.
It's 49.
Go ahead.
I'm just saying this seems like a record-breaking, even with the late start.
I tried to budget myself, and I swore a blawd oath to you, Osama Ben Liberace, that I would not pick up a drink until the show started.
You know, had the adversary of the Americas Postal 9-11 been known as Osama Ben Liberace, I think that would have felt profoundly less threatening than Salesforce.
Well, a day late dollar short is better than nothing, I guess.
I think perhaps the SEALs would never have been sent in had he referred to himself as Osama Ben Liberaci.
Never did that.
You know, stole my lips.
Although it was a turning Mauritian down my, anyway.
Gunner, Gunner 365, sir.
I know you're listening.
Catsmile and the Gadcast thread at bellgab.com says Lee didn't even need a valid credit card to get a good conversation from Heather.
Hashtag WowExclamation work.
Glorious Antarctoobes.
I love it.
But none of these Albrecht posts 976 great conversationalist.
I remember looking at the bathroom wall one time.
Still, no.
And everybody's talking about what was it?
The P.
The P in the PSTD.
You know, I don't know.
PD.
PTSD, you mean?
I'm not so sure.
I'm not so sure how recommended it is necessarily that you make that additional beer run.
I don't know.
I don't think you hold your liquor 5% as well as I do.
That's what I'm trying to tell you.
I'm sitting here looking at a bottle of Jose Cuervo Tequila Plata that is now less than halfway finished.
This is a full bottle.
What is this?
750 milliliters.
I guarantee you.
I hold my liquor better than you do.
Go ahead, sir.
All right, then.
So the listeners want to hear so many things.
The PM debacle, have we got to?
You call that a debacle?
Well, yeah, the PM debacle, the hiatus debacle.
I mean, are you going to address this?
I didn't realize that it would be known after the fact as a debacle.
Had I known, I would never have done so.
You know, I'm a graduate of the George Norrie School of Broadcasting and Clown School.
And now, you know, we've heard from Groipe.
We've heard from Reuter.
I don't know.
There's a lot of people spouting off from the quote-unquote live thread.
Me, I don't know.
Okay, hold on, Pate.
Hold on.
Brig in the Gabcast chat says, I hear you, MV.
Hold on.
Hold on, Pate.
Brig in the Gabcast chat says, I hear you, MV, but Art would never have said, oh, man, slap your mama.
Just say it.
Did Heather say, oh, man, slap your mama?
I don't know.
Maybe it was me, but I don't know.
Well, I was told that you are a rather prolific listener of Heather.
Apparently, that's not true.
Okay.
Oh, yeah.
Sure.
At one time, I did use the show as a sleep aid.
It was kind of meditational, and I was trying to utilize my psychic vibes for red, but that was long after the breakup.
I seem to recall back when Heather was known as Red for reasons.
Okay, Hogg, Hogg in the chat room says he does not like you.
Hogg says, I hate this babbling pate, Peace Hog.
He signs out every time with Peace Hog.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snort into the microphone.
Oh, golly, that ringtone.
There we go.
I didn't mean to snort into the microphone there.
I want to apologize for that.
But what would you say to Hogg right now, who refers to you as babbling and says that he hates you?
I would want to talk to this alleged Canadian that, I don't know, 10 to 1 odds, tank coins, geez, current market on tank coins.
10 to 1, I'm going to bid fractional tank coin.
You know what?
I didn't realize that during the course of this broadcast, and I'm sorry I said during the course of, I didn't realize that in this broadcast, I would hear the term the price of tank coins.
That never occurred to me that I would hear that, but I apparently have.
Hi, you're on the air.
Hello, this is the Gabcast.
Hello.
Who bet there?
Well, hello again, Michael and Pate.
I was just curious, what's the status on that beer run?
Pate, are you going to make the beer run or not?
Well, you're talking to me right now.
Are you going to talk to Groyd?
If you want to make the...
No, we're talking to you.
If you want to make the beer run, I think that it's okay that you do so.
So if I walk away.
If you want to walk away and make the beer run, as long as you come straight back, You don't get caught up in speaking to any of the high school drop-ad girls standing in front of the gas station or trying to find some adult over age 21 to purchase liquor for them.
As long as you can avoid that and come right back to the broadcast, I think we're going to be okay.
Well, you know, you know what?
I'm going to leave it to the other co-hosts.
There is no other co-host.
You're the co-host.
What?
I got to carry this whole shit show on.
You don't have to carry it.
I'm just telling you, if you want to run and buy the liquor and come straight back, it's going to be okay.
It's all this running noise.
Make sure you pick up something.
We haven't even figured.
Wait, wait, Brett.
We haven't even played the Heather clip.
We've played two minutes and 33 seconds of the Heather clip.
And I think that it's going to be just fine if you go away.
There's still plenty of material left there to go with that I can riff on while I make a suggestion.
Hey, go ahead.
Richard Griper, go ahead.
Please.
Yes.
Now, if you were going to go down on a night like this and pick up some beer, why?
You know what?
I do not appreciate the theft of catchphrases from other talk shows.
I just want to put that out there.
All right, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to.
I'm only trying to get help.
All right, friends.
Go ahead, Griper.
Ignore him.
He's drunk and incomprehensible.
I don't believe that.
He's sober as a priest.
Well, I shouldn't say that in the gun.
Yes, if I was to make a suggestion, it would be go down and get something that would, you know, it's not too filling.
It's probably a light beer.
It fills you up, but never lets you down.
I am Richard Gruber.
And then he hangs up immediately after stealing my catchphrase where you just say your name and then lock out like that.
I want to tell you this, Richard Groiper.
You stole my catchphrase.
I am Richard Graper.
I have not...
It's not been oblivious to me that you stole that, so...
So I just want to put that out there.
Let's see.
Where am I on this bottle of Jose Cuervo tequila plata?
I would say I am at about 40% of having polished this bottle off.
And even so, I'm still coherent.
Yes, I understand that my verbal acumen might be in some way affected.
It might be in some way impeded.
But I don't think I'm on any level at the point Pate is at.
I mean, listen to Pate.
Pate, go ahead.
Let's hear you talk a little bit just so people can understand how much better I'm holding my liquor.
Go ahead, Pate.
You know what?
I'm looking at a Skype video of Pate's.
I'm looking at a Skype video from Pate, and it's a ceiling, and there's no Pate.
So I think he actually did go and purchase the additional alcohol that he was desiring.
So taking that into account, I'm going to go ahead and go back to this Heather clip, and we'll just back up five seconds.
We'll respond to everything she says point by point.
Here we go.
There's a big reaction to it, and people always go, God, will you not play that dang heavy metal on the show?
And I'm going, but that's, I'll take a picture of the song list.
It's right there, number 11, cap size, big black delta.
And yeah, wow.
So you think if people have a problem with heavy metal on a show, presenting them with text on the screen, well, this is in the playlist.
There's nothing I can do about it.
That is in some way, somehow, supposed to allay their objections and concerns.
Okay.
Crazy, right?
It's crazy.
It's crazy to me.
So Jeff is still out there, my buddy Jeff.
I think that's the Jeff I think I'm thinking of.
My canine friend out there really has grown on me.
Jeff has.
You know, I want to get this clear.
I want to make this clear.
You do not have friends on the air, Heather.
You have people who occasionally call your show, but they are not friends.
You know, I'm 39 years old, and at about the age of 21 or 22, I was able to discern the difference between friends and acquaintances.
And if you're 42, 43 years old, and you have not yet learned how to distinguish between friends and acquaintances, I would say you're at a marked disadvantage in this world.
Canine friend out there really has grown on me, Jeff has.
And he says, here's how is that that someone calls into a podcast, someone calls in regularly to an internet stream?
I'm really sorry, ladies and gentlemen, I'm extremely intoxicated.
I'm looking, this is a bottle of Jose Cuervo tequila plata, and I'm at about 38% depleted.
Actually, no, I've got the that's the inverse.
I'm at about 38% remaining.
That's how much of this bottle is staring at me here, beckoning me to go ahead and finish it.
So I just want to apologize to you up front, but I feel like I'm still coherent.
And I'm just trying to have a good time here tonight.
I don't necessarily care about any level of professionalism that might be associated with this broadcast.
I'm just trying to have a good time here tonight.
And if drinking, let's see, what would 100 minus 38?
What would that be?
62.
If drinking 62% thus far of a bottle of Jose Cuervo tequila plata is unacceptable to you as a listener, as I am attempting to entertain the listening audience, my apologies upfront.
That's all I can do.
But I'm trying to entertain an audience and at the same time entertain myself.
But Heather, I want to tell you, the fact that somebody calls into your show occasionally does not make them your friend.
And if you've come to the conclusion that somebody calling in occasionally to your podcast, and let's be accurate about this, I know you like to speak radio because you understand radio better than anybody else, better than anybody who's even worked for years in the radio business, such as myself or such as Art or such as anybody else.
You understand what it is to quote unquote speak radio better than anybody else.
I just want to apprise you of the fact that someone calling in occasionally to your podcast does not constitute a friend.
They're not going to come pick you up if your tire is busted on the side of the road at 3 a.m.
That's a fucking friend.
They're not going to loan you 50 bucks if you need it in order to help pay your phone bill at the end of the month.
That is a friend.
They're not going to give you a ride to work at 7.30 a.m. because you haven't been able to pay your car insurance and you're afraid to drive your car.
That's a friend.
They're not going to do any of that stuff.
These are anonymous, faceless people who have on occasion called into your podcast because, but because you are so socially inept and maladjusted, you'd use the word friend to describe these people.
And by the age of 21 or 22, I understood how to distinguish friend from acquaintance.
And I think most of the people listening to my voice right now did the same.
This is such a venomous podcast tonight, isn't it?
This is perhaps the most venomous Gabcast.
I don't know.
Is it really?
I mean, I just feel like there's a lot of score settling tonight on this edition of the Gabcast that it's been a while coming.
We'll put it that way.
Let's go back to the clip.
So Jeff is still out there, my buddy Jeff.
I think that's the Jeff I think I'm thinking of.
My canine friend out there really has grown on me, Jeff.
Fuck you and fuck your friend.
He says you're sounding great.
I'm in my office cleaning and thanks for the background music.
Hey, no worries, man.
No worries at all.
This is therapy for me is what it is.
I woke up.
Okay.
I would like to know how this is therapy for you when it's been reported, publicly reported, that you cry for about two hours prior to an average broadcast.
I would like to know how it is that this is therapeutic.
Because most people who secure the services of a therapist and actually pay $60, $70, $80 an hour to go to a therapist, most of those people don't cry for two hours prior to the arrival at the therapist's office.
So if you're going to refer to what it is that you're doing as therapeutic, I'd say that's just a smidge disingenuous considering the fact that, oh, I don't know, you have publicly admitted two suicide attempts over the course of however many months.
And you have also, it is my understanding from posts I've read on Delgab.com, the forum that you refuse to mention in any sort of positive way, that you routinely cry for about two hours prior to a broadcast.
That sounds entirely healthy and therapeutic to me.
It was cleaning and organizing.
Thanks for the background music.
Hey, no worries, man.
No worries at all.
This is therapy for me.
Fuck yourself.
This is what it is.
I woke up.
Oh, man, that reminds me.
Geez, what am I doing?
It's one o'clock in the morning.
That means Sunday morning now, 1.06 a.m.
And I have not even, geez, look at how far behind I am.
I have failed to put the show in the archive theater.
But, you know, we're real professional around here.
I better do that.
I better do that right now.
Stop saying real professional in sort of a sarcastic way as if you actually are a professional and your actions at that moment are contradictory to what it is would normally be your approach to handling this situation.
You are not a professional.
If you are going to schedule a broadcast and actually ask a guest to be on your show that night and then not do the broadcast and not even contact the guest to apprise them of what it is that's caused you not to do the broadcast,
I would really like to inquire as to what it is that causes you to view yourself as a professional.
I mean, I am shit face drunk right now, and I feel like I could handle any one of your guests imminently more handily than you do.
I can tell you right now, as drunk as I am right now, I would never, it would never occur to me to cancel a show and not contact the guest to tell them, A, that the show is canceled and B, why I've canceled the show.
But because you have such a diminished view and impression and assessment of the time of your guests, since you believe that the universe in some way, somehow revolves around you, and you believe that it is at the pleasure of your guests that they appear on your show,
you don't even bother for two seconds to send them an email.
An email!
Open up Google Chrome.
I cannot do the show tonight because excessive bleeding.
Whatever the reason is, you can't open up Gmail and say that to your prospective guest.
And you want to use the word professional in a sarcastic way as to suggest that you normally are a professional, but you deviated from that for just a moment.
No, Heather, you are not a professional.
You're a fucking psychopath who has issues, who hasn't dealt with them since the age of seven, who is hosting an internet podcast, who still has,
Let's say, reverberations of these issues protruding forth in her life and affecting the present day and making her unable to cope with the current world that she's surrounded by, and thus leaving guests oblivious to the reasons why you haven't called them,
and you you.
are not going to have them on their show that night.
That's what you are.
You're a wounded person who you're a wounded person who is trying to present herself as a strong woman.
I know strong women and you are not it.
I know strong women.
I'm not someone who is averse to the idea of a woman being strong.
On the contrary, when I encounter a strong woman, usually it's because they've encountered a load of horseshoe as a result of the antics of some man that they had in their life, whether by their own choice or not.
And they overcame it.
And they still get up at seven in the morning and go to work every day.
And they still pay their bills and they still take care of their children and they still abide all of the insufferable just nuances of day-to-day life that all of us endure.
Yet as women, they do so.
And those are strong women.
I don't see that in you.
I just see you as a woman who never got over certain events that occurred in her past and has carried that forward and has tried to use a public radio show.
I don't, well, let me retract the word radio.
Has tried to use an internet podcast as the mechanism by which you would mitigate the effect that that has had on you.
Meanwhile, expecting your audience not to notice.
That's what I see.
Coupled with a helping, a heaping helping of dishonesty, your inability to mention the fact that bellgab.com is the only reason you ever came into contact with Art Bell to begin with.
And again, I apologize for the fact that I am intoxicated, but I feel like I'm still making sense.
And I feel like an overwhelming majority of the listening audience would still agree with the things that it is that I'm saying.
Let's continue with the clip.
Look at how far behind I am.
I have failed to put the show in the archive theater.
But, you know, we're real professional around here.
I better do that.
I gotta do that right now.
So I kind of passed out after Friday night's show.
I think you passed out just generally speaking, whether it's after Friday night's show or whether it's on the Thursday night or whether it's after a Tuesday night.
I think after about four days of being awake, being in a manic state, communicating with people on Facebook and ignoring the producer who flew in from Spain to help you out on his own dime, I'd say it's reasonable to posit you've passed out on any number of occasions.
So I kind of passed out after Friday night's show.
Fuck it.
I really wanted to do another hour, but I didn't really want to push it either.
Did you?
And woke up, well, first of all, had a hell of a time getting to sleep.
I don't know why something miswired wrong in my brain anymore.
Could not get to sleep until a ridiculous, like 10 o'clock in the morning.
With everything that it is you've seen from Heather Wade over the course of the last three years, clearly there is nothing incorrectly wired in her brain, right?
Right?
Time getting to sleep.
I don't know why something miswired and wrong in my brain anymore.
Could not get to sleep until a ridiculous, like, 10 o'clock in the morning, Saturday morning.
I almost came in to play music then, but I thought, God, you know, I'll be hallucinating if I play music for five or six hours or something.
So I finally got to sleep.
Okay, let me tell you something.
If you have not heard the interview that Dynamo Hum, who, by the way, I'm going to put this out there.
I used to hate Dynamo Hum.
I really used to hate her.
And Dynamo Hum, if you're listening right now, I just want to apologize to you because I really used to hate you.
Although I did respect your broadcasting acumen, I still hated you because I thought, I incorrectly believed that you were the person who swatted Heather Wade.
I incorrectly believed that you were the person who called the police and had them sent to Heather Wade's house for whatever reason.
Maybe it was because she hadn't broadcasted in a while.
I don't remember what the reason was that the police were sent to Heather's house.
Actually, in retrospect, that's happened, I think, a few times.
But I mistakenly believed that you were that person, and I hated you for that because I felt like it was so roundly inappropriate.
And I hate to use the word inappropriate because the word inappropriate is typically these days in the year 2019 used by people that I would never ride in a car with.
It's just, if you routinely use the word inappropriate, I probably don't want to hang out with you.
But it did feel that way to me.
It felt so roundly inappropriate.
And I thought that you were the person who had done that.
And then it was clarified to me the situation, who had called, what the circumstances were.
And so that entirely changed my opinion of you.
You know what?
I'm drunk, so I lost my train of thought.
I'm going to back up here on Heather, and that'll recue me.
You know, I'll be hallucinating if I play music for five or six hours or something.
So finally got to sleep.
Old warm milk remedy.
Okay.
Okay.
And I accidentally restarted the Heather Clip.
We'll rejoin it there at some point.
But I was just recued.
So if you have not heard the interview with Dynamo Hum and this guy named Tony who flew in to the United States from Spain on his own time to live with Heather and get her organized and present her with some semblance of what it is to do an organized broadcast on a routine basis,
booking guests and knowing what it is you're going to talk about.
And just he flew in on his own dime.
And what did she do?
If you haven't heard, I'm not even going to tell you what she did when he got there because I want you to seek out the interview that Dynamo Hum of Bellgab.com did with Tony from Spain and hear what it is that he encountered when he flew from Spain to Perump,
Nevada to live with Heather and help her execute the internet podcast that she's currently trying to make something of.
And I want you to hear what it is that he dealt with when he got there.
And rather than spoil it for you, I think it would be best if I just allow you to hear the podcast with Dynamo Hum.
And that's why I want to say that there was a time when I did not like Dynamo Hum because I felt like it was just beneath the belt to have the police show up at anybody's house and to take, in my opinion, there ought to be this separation between the internet world and the real world.
And you may remember when, for instance, Michael Vera last summer decided that I had somehow hacked his website.
This fucking stroke-mouthed jackball decided that I had hacked his website.
So because he had decided that I had done that, or he had decided that random people who use a forum that I own had done that, neither of which were true, by the way.
But he simply decided that I had done that.
And he decided to out the idea that my legal last name is Walker as opposed to Van Devon, which is true.
And he decided to out the location of my business where I do business, where I did business prior to selling it.
But it's just, I have personally experienced that.
And so I feel as though there ought to be a separation between real life and bull crap that's taking place on the internet and neither the tween shall meet.
And I don't know if I'm alone in feeling that way, but that's how I feel.
And despite the fact that that piece of shit, stroke-mouthed, homeless sack of smegma, Michael Vera, turned out ultimately to be wrong in everything it was that he asserted about me, he never really apologized for it.
Kind of passively apologized, but he never really apologized for it.
And that bothers me.
I feel like there ought to be a separation between the world of what's happening in the internet and what's happening in the real world.
And again, I want to apologize.
I'm extremely drunk right now.
But there wasn't in the case of that guy.
That guy decided that even though he had no real evidence to base his accusations on, he was going to try to bring the internet world into my real life.
And I don't appreciate that.
And I also don't appreciate the notion of people sending the police to Heather's house.
For what reason?
I don't know.
Because they've determined that they should send the police to their house, to her house?
That's not enough of a reason.
But apparently that's happened in the past.
And with regard to who it was that actually did that, I'm not going to bother to comment because I can't comment with certainty.
But I, for a long time, thought that was Dynamo Hum.
And it turns out that I was wrong about that.
And it was specifically because of that that I didn't like Dynamo Hum.
And while I respected her as a broadcaster, let me tell you something.
I don't like women in broadcasting.
I just don't.
I don't feel like a feminine voice is appealing to listen to on the radio.
I don't feel like a feminine voice is something that people expect to hear when they turn on the radio.
And I feel like that in many cases, the voices of women on the radio have been inserted explicitly for the purpose of some program director somewhere deciding that this is what he has to do or she has to do for demographic purposes.
And so I do not like, generally speaking, feminine voices on the radio.
But Dynamo Hum, she is a rare breed where her delivery, her voice, the way she carries herself, there's just something you can't quite quantify it, but Dynamo Hum is if she ever decided to pursue broadcasting in some sort of a professional capacity,
I think Dynamo Hum actually could do quite well.
And but for my misperceptions about what it was that happened with Heather getting squatted, I would have been the biggest Dynamo Hum fan on Bellgab.com.
And now that I know that Dynamo Hum was not behind what it was that I thought she was and some of my perceptions of that.
And Dynamo Hum doesn't even know anything about what I'm saying right now.
This is probably entirely a surprise to her.
But it's just, there's certain there's certain activities that, to me, it's just dirty pool.
And you don't commingle the grievances you have with people on the internet with real life.
And it felt like that's what happened with Heather Wade when police came knocking on her door.
And I do not like that shit.
I think it's actually, I don't know, if you could ever rank people from how cool they are to from zero at the least cool to 10 at the most cool.
If someone who's going to do something like that is really just deserving of a brain tumor, in my opinion.
It's let's have our fun on the internet here.
Let's troll one another.
Let's express our opinions in a way that otherwise might not be socially acceptable in face-to-face communication.
But when it comes to you sending the police to someone's house, it feels to me as though you've gone too far in that moment.
And so when that happened with Heather, I was really incensed by that.
And despite any opinions I have of Heather or her lack of broadcast acumen or her affected Art Bell voice or her lack of honesty or her lack of technical acumen in the course of, and I'm sorry for using again in the course of, but, you know, when you're drunk, it's hard to move away from your crutches.
But her lack of technical acumen in the course of pretending to be Art Bell.
Art Bell was a cable engineer.
He was a cable company engineer and then a radio engineer.
I mean, this is a guy who is very technical, and you're going to sit here and pretend that because you do an approximated Art Bell voice, that you've somehow sealed the deal.
Not at all.
But it just seems to me that if you're going to try and commingle the internet world with the real world, you really should develop a brain tumor.
You really should go fuck yourself.
You really should crash into a bridge abutment.
And I say that for whoever it was that attempted to swat Heather.
I say for whoever it was that, what was Michael Vera, doxed me and then failed to adequately apologize for that.
You really should fuck yourself and you really should develop a brain tumor and you really should lie in a hospital bed as your family, few as they may be, people who care for you, few as they may be, stand around hopelessly watching you wither away into nothing.
That's really what should become of you.
If you're willing to take what it is that happens on the internet and try to bring that to the real world and affect people's lives, you really should just eat a shotgun.
You really should put a shotgun in your mouth.
I guess it's technically illegal for me to encourage suicide.
So I'm not encouraging suicide.
I'm just encouraging you to put the shotgun in your mouth and not pull the trigger.
Don't pull the trigger.
Whatever you do.
Don't commit suicide, okay?
Bellgab.com, nor its owner, never encouraged you to commit suicide.
Okay?
There you go.
Let's go back to the clip.
For me, is what it is.
I woke up.
Oh, man, that reminds me.
Geez, what am I doing?
It's one o'clock in the morning.
That means Sunday morning now, 1.06 a.m.
And I have not even, geez, look at how far behind I am.
I have failed to put the show in the archive theater.
But, you know, we're real professional around here.
I better.
By the way, I just did another shot.
So if you're drinking with me, there's another.
Brrr.
But, you know, we're real professional around here.
I better do that.
I better do that right now.
So I kind of passed out after Friday night's show.
Really wanted to do another hour.
Did you?
Didn't really want to push it either.
And woke up.
Well, first of all, had a hell of a time getting to sleep.
I don't know why something miswired wrong in my brain anymore.
Could not get to sleep until a ridiculous, like 10 o'clock in the morning Saturday morning.
I almost came in to play music.
I just want to point out that, again, if you haven't heard Dynamo Hum's interview with Tony the producer, who came in from Spain, he talks about the fact that Heather would stay awake for two or three days at a time.
I mean, just ridiculous numbers of hours.
And he discussed in direct and explicit detail the psychosis that she would evolve or devolve through as that psychosis manifested itself.
I really want to encourage you to listen to the interview that Dynamo Hum did with producer Tony from Spain.
And I'm sure after this broadcast, it's going to be posted in the Gabcast thread at bellgab.com.
I really encourage you to listen to that.
Hats off to you, Dynamo Hum.
I think you're an amazing broadcaster.
That's what I was going to say earlier, is that I generally don't like women in broadcasting, but Dynamo Hum in my own mind, as I imagine, if a woman is going to be in broadcasting, she should sound like Dynamo Hum.
Her delivery, her voice, the way she carries herself.
She's absolutely perfect.
And I've told her this on the forum one time that I appreciate and respect her delivery, but I don't know to what extent she really assigned weight to that.
But she really is something.
So seek out that interview.
I'm sure it'll be posted on bellgab.com for you after this broadcast.
My brain anymore could not get to sleep until a ridiculous like 10 o'clock in the morning Saturday morning.
I almost came in to play music then, but I thought, God, you know, I'll be hallucinating if I play music for five or six hours or something.
So finally got to sleep.
Old warm milk remedy.
And okay, you're telling me you're telling me this girl who stays awake goddamn, I'm drunk.
Holy sh.
Holy shit.
I'm like a cliche version of what it is to be drunk.
I'm hiccupping and everything.
It's terrible.
So you're telling me that this woman who stays up in fits of insanity for two to three days at a time Is remedying that with warm milk.
Go fuck yourself straight away.
To sleep, old warm milk remedy.
Then woke up just like a zombie.
My brain wasn't working at all, just sort of staring off into space, like, what's happening?
Oh my God.
You know, shocked to be involved in reality at all.
And so, I'm sorry, but this is really excruciating for me to listen to.
As a normal person who has bills to pay and a job to go to every day and children and a wife to take care of and all of the other things that normal life presents you, listening to this is really frustrating.
And Pate, by the way, I see that you're moving around on your video there, which tells me you're back.
And I'll be getting back to you in just a moment.
Just hold tight, buddy.
And so made some espresso, couple espresso.
Such a cliche.
And I thought, you know what?
If I can't, if I just can't get it going.
Let me ask you something.
The way this Twat is speaking right now, go back and listen to the old gab casts where she was on with us and ask yourself.
Jesus Christ, am I fucking drunk?
Go back and ask yourself if she speaks the same way here in this audio as she did when she was on with us.
I've never heard a more artificial affectation on somebody's voice than I'm listening to right now.
And Heather, this is why you should just go fuck yourself straight away because the phoniness, the dishonesty, the inaccurate presentation of yourself that is being shown to the audience, the way you speak, it just gnaws on me.
You sounded a thousand percent better when you were on the gab cast before you found out you were going to be Art Bell's producer, before you found out you were going to replace Art Bell.
And by the way, when Heather was on the Gabcast, let me tell you one of the things.
The gang of four, that was Jasmunda, B-Dub, Onan, and Eddie Dean.
Neither of them would piss on me if I were on fire right now.
And one of the reasons for that is after Heather became the producer of Art Bell's show, this is before she actually started hosting.
This is when she became the producer of Art Bell's show.
She wanted to carry on hosting Gabcasts.
But as soon as she became producer of Art Show, I felt like her persona changed.
I felt like the way she interacted with people changed.
I felt like the way she presented herself changed.
And I didn't like it.
I felt like she in it.
It's not coming from the standpoint of, oh, I'm MV.
I'm Liberace.
I should be the focal point of attention.
I swear to God, I swear in everything I care about.
It's not that.
That's not what it was that grated on me.
What grated on me was here you are.
You've hosted this podcast many times, and here you are suddenly your Art Bells producer, and your approach to hosting the show has changed.
Number one, there's that, which I found annoying.
I felt like Heather became the focal point of what it was we were doing anytime we would host a gabcast.
And I didn't like that because I felt like Eddie Dean brought enough to the show to be interesting.
Onin, Jasmunda, I felt like all of them brought enough to the show in their own right to be interesting and to be given attention.
But I didn't like the idea that because Heather had been arbitrarily and capriciously selected as Art Bell's producer, that suddenly every time we do a Gabcast, if Heather Waite is going to be a part of that Gabcast, we all have to sit around and worship at the altar of Heather, who's now an insider, who, by the way,
repeatedly tells us that she's got inside information that she can't talk about.
I think that was the thing that grated on me the most, that every time we would do a Gabcast, and Heather was there after she became arts producer, she would tell us that she had inside information, but she wasn't able to talk about it because she's an insider and we're not.
So she was, it's like I say to people routinely in my day-to-day life, well, you can't build up like that and not deliver.
Someone will come to me and say, oh, well, I don't want to talk to you about this thing, but there's definitely this thing, but I don't want to talk to you about this thing because it's this thing and I'm not supposed to talk to you about this thing.
Well, my response to that is, well, then shut your fucking face.
You shouldn't have said anything about it at all because you can't build up like that and let me know that there's a thing at all and then not deliver.
If you can't talk about it, keep your face shut.
But she would routinely do that.
She would tell us that she's got some sort of inside information that she can't talk about.
And I can only tolerate so much of that before it gets to the point where I start to find it insufferable.
And I'm no longer willing to, I'm no longer willing to tolerate that and experience that.
And that happened so much.
But beyond that, beyond her coming on the show after she became arts producer and telling us repeatedly, I've got information I can't talk about.
You go back and listen to this whole podcast of the Gabcast when she was hosting after she became arts producer.
I promise you, you're going to hear occasion after occasion where she apprises the audience and us of the fact that she's got information that she can't discuss with us or the audience.
Well, you know what?
Go choke on it then.
Why are you even mentioning it?
Is it that important to you?
Does it make you feel that good about yourself to let everybody know that you're on some sort of an inside track that they're not on?
Is that really what it is you need in order to feel good about your position in this universe?
So I got sick of that, number one.
And number two, I didn't like the fact that having someone on the Gabcast who was a producer for Art Bell was going to mean that we were no longer going to be able to talk about things in an open and honest fashion the way we always had.
I mean, there were many instances.
And by the way, Pate, you're back on.
I'm sorry, I didn't put you back up yet, but you're on now.
There were many instances in hosting those old Gabcasts where we were critical of Hart, where we would talk about things Art's doing, whether, let's see, Keith Rowland has a problem with me, and he goes on Twitter and starts posting about it.
And Art tells Keith to stop, and Keith Rowland tells Hart he's not going to do his IT work anymore because Art told him to stop talking shit about me.
I mean, stuff like that.
How can we go on talking about stuff like that while the so-called producer of Art Show is now one of the cast members of our show?
So once Heather became the producer of Art Show, I told her she should probably stop hosting Gabcasts.
I told her that she should probably, and there was a, on Bell Gab, this is the, other than the Falke thread, this is the only private thread that's ever exist ever existed was the Gabcast thread.
And I told Heather in that private Gabcast thread, you should probably go ahead and stop hosting Gabcasts now that you've become the producer of Art Bell's radio show.
And prior to me making that comment, someone responded to her and said something like, oh, you're going to keep on hosting the Gabcast now that you're Arts Producer.
And she responded, oh, you're not done with me yet.
And that's when I came in and I said, well, really, you should probably stop because you're Arts Producer now.
And I feel like it sort of impedes our ability and our willingness and the freedom with which we talk about these topics, Art Bell and the things that we like about art, the things that we don't like about art, with freedom.
It impedes that to have you sitting there.
And she was totally off-put by that.
And I think that was the first chink in the armor with regard to her perception of BellGab.com was the fact that as Arts producer, I didn't feel like she should be there co-hosting the Gabcast about BellGab.com because that's going to limit the openness with which people talk about Art Bell and everything that's going on.
I mean, like when Keith came out and said shit about me on Twitter and Art came back and said, hey, could you stop that?
And Keith responded with, oh, well, I'm not going to be your IT guy anymore.
And Art said, well, fuck.
I mean, do you think subjects of that nature, Pate, would be able to be as openly and adequately discussed if Heather is a producer on the Gabcast?
Red, a producer?
I thought I was the executive producer.
Wait a minute.
This whole soundtrack that we performed.
Pincoin or change.
Okay, Pate, let me tell you something, Pate.
You had 30 minutes listening to me there to gear up and be prepared to jump in.
And I feel as though maybe you weren't as prepared as I had hoped.
Go ahead.
My show perpetration, I'm going to go ahead and post a message in the live chat thread about my show perpetration.
Perpetration?
What?
How do you pronounce the it would be preparation?
Oh, another thing.
I don't even know what I really wouldn't.
I was looking at porn or prawn PR zero in hashtag.
I don't know.
How many callers did you have, sir?
I noticed that some people called in to talk about how many times does Groiper call in?
I think I'm pretty sure the Griper called in two times.
That's it.
User Naman.
What about that guy?
You mean username?
I don't know.
That would be Michael Deacon of what is the name of his show.
What's the name of Michael Deacon's show?
End of Days Radio.
Yes.
Yeah, he hasn't called in, to my knowledge.
No.
Not present for the bet.
I really just walked around the neighborhood for a minute.
I know I said I needed a beer run.
Have a ball.
Did you go pick up some alcohol?
Oh, yeah.
You actually left your establishment and went to pick up alcohol during a radio show.
You really did do that.
I wanted to the whole shrug.
That's Belchin.
Okay, Pate.
Pate, Pate, Pate, Pate, Pate.
Aim your camera at yourself.
Let me see you again.
Are you streaming this live?
No, no, no, no.
There's no video element to this show.
I just, this is from only me.
You're going to see my Falkey-esque.
He's still a good-looking man.
He's still good looking.
So the alcohol has not yet affected him.
I think what we should do is check back every week and see how the alcohol has affected Pate's shadow up.
Physical appearance.
Go ahead, Pate.
Go ahead, Pate.
The audience at home is listening and very much amused.
You've had like epic MV, MC, Liberace, whatever.
Osama, Ben, Liberachi.
Yes.
Exclamation point, sir.
You are so shit-faced.
I hold my liquor so much better than you do.
God damn.
I carried this show the entire time you've been gone.
I'm cute.
Like your children.
You know what?
Let me tell you something.
I'm looking at Pate here.
He has a kind face.
He has a good soul.
He's just a good-looking guy.
I mean, like, if I walked past Pate on the street, I would never guess that he prefers to imbibe.
I would never guess that.
Old Satan Nicholas.
But it's Christmas in October.
It's not even October yet.
And anyhow, so you're taking time away from your precious little animal children.
They're asleep.
For the benefit, is this solely designed to make you money?
Did you get through?
Let's look at this topic list.
Was there a senda?
I'm sorry, the big F.
Well, let's look at the topic list because we've been here for show notes.
We've been here almost four hours.
We've been here for three and a half, and I've gotten to two items on the agenda list here.
And I have to apologize.
Let me ask you this, Pate.
Who is Art Bell Ghost?
Who is Art Bell Ghost?
It's not Art Bell's ghost.
I mean, Art Bell, seriously, Colonel Pate Manley, I think, would have a better conversation with Art Ghost.
I mean, in that alternate reality, Colonel Peyton Manley.
That guy hacked my, I don't even, man, the PMs.
Colonel Manley?
Hold on.
I'm going to stop you right there.
I don't know who Colonel Manley is.
You're going to have to explain that to me.
Colonel Pate Manley.
Never mind.
Think about Major Ed Wina.
Let's move on to this subject.
What happened to George Cinda's Social Security money this month?
George Cinda, who at one time was a fixture of Bellgab.com and who has entirely been dependent on the gratuity of the state of California for many years as a result of his unwillingness to work hard in his life during his younger years,
as many of us are, in fact, willing to, has in later years become entirely dependent on the state of California for his sustenance.
And now he is no longer able to determine where it is that his social security checks have gone.
He says that it's because he gave the Social Security Administration the incorrect account information.
Some people believe that it's because he accepted money from being there and numerous other internet benefactors that he has been refused the social security money that he's accustomed and acclimated to receiving every month.
What do you think has happened to George Cinda's Social Security money, George Cinda, otherwise known as Falke2013, the guy from Pittsburgh?
Go ahead, Pate.
The big F.
So the big F has he's run the whole state of California down.
Honestly, with his, here I am channeling Christopher Walkin, but the big F is terrible.
He doesn't think about what he's.
You know something?
Let me pause you right there, Pate.
Let me pause you right there.
Let me pause.
Let me pause you right there.
You said that he has run the whole state down, and I think that there is far more intellect in that than some people would like to admit.
And that is that, well, I mean, for instance, myself, I'm a big Trump supporter.
I would give Donald Trump an additional kidney if he required it.
And I wouldn't even ask him for any money for doing so.
And yet, at the same time, George Cinda is a big Trump supporter, yet he partakes in every government program, every government handout that could possibly come his way.
Here's a presidential candidate who stands at a podium and routinely brags that food stamp consumption is down at a level that everybody can be proud of, and yet George Cinda supports this guy.
It seems to me Donald Trump would shit down George Cinda's throat at the earliest available moment, given the opportunity.
Go ahead, Pate.
We have Canadian listeners, we have Mexican listeners, and they don't understand their continental in their understanding.
And I'm talking about the African continent.
Well, same continent.
It's not Africa.
Canada is not in Africa, sir.
Well, sir, anyway, the big F expects, and I don't know.
I'm now a Trump supporter.
When I was a kid in junior high school back in the 80s, and Donald J. Trump, there was some fucking conservative type that was like, oh, he's a capitalist god.
And I said, this guy's a giant douche.
He is.
He is.
Trump is a douche, isn't he?
But that's one of the reasons I love him is just because of the fact that his douchiness triggers all the right people.
I think that's one of the things that makes me appreciate him the most.
That's the deliciousness about Trump is that I was against the motherfucker before I was ever for the motherfucker.
You know what tipped me over the edge?
He ran on his own thing, switched parties, and all of a sudden all the Democrats were like, I mean, I put my hat on sideways and just freak out and get all Trump is the dump.
You know, it's just for Trump.
Trump, D-I-U-M-P-H, Trump.
Okay.
Okay, Pate, Pate, Pate, Pate, Pate.
I don't know that, Pate.
Listen, listen, Pate.
Listen, Pate.
I don't know that either of us are necessarily in the condition to do an in-depth political discussion.
So let's move on to this.
Who is Art Bell Ghost?
Who do you think Art Bell Ghost is?
Do you think Art Bell Ghost is a previously existing poster LARPing as Art Bell Ghost?
Or do you think it's someone new entirely?
What do you think?
You're asking my opinion.
Yes.
I've been harassed by Colonel Pate Manley.
So this guy, I had to change my username.
No, I didn't.
I had to change my password.
I don't even know.
The guy's LARPing.
You know something I would like to present to the Bell Gab listening audience.
The first person to register the display name Colonel Pate Manley is going to receive $5 in Belgab dollars, $5 in Belgab cash forthwith.
So go register Major Pate Manly at Belgab.
And you are going to receive $5.
I swear to God, if you go to Belgab right now and register Major Pate Manley, Belgab is going to send you $5.
That's it.
I mean, Belgab is now successful enough that when people ask for a dollar, we can send them an Israeli shekel.
And if you register as Major Pate Manley, I'm going to send you five American dollars.
How about that?
I'd like Australian dollars if that was me, sir.
So being there, so being there apparently sent George Cinda $1,000, and there is some speculation as to whether George receiving that $1,000 caused him in addition to all of the other money he's received from other people, notably six-week tenure, White Crow, other people.
There's some speculation as to whether receiving all of that money having been received by George Cinda has caused him no longer to qualify for Social Security.
And I'm just wondering what your opinion of this is.
I've never received Social Security in my life, so I would like to know.
And I don't mean to suggest you have received Social Security, but you're an older guy despite your appealing physical appearance.
And I would like to know what your opinion is on this.
So whether or not I grift on the food stamps or whatnot.
No, that's very alluring.
That is a possibility.
I think it would be hilarious to get the million-dollar mansion.
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold it.
Nobody's talking about a million-dollar mansion.
We're just talking about being there, sending George Cinda $1,000.
And if you know anything about Social Security, you'll know that the Social Security Administration, if they believe that you're receiving money from external sources beyond Social Security, they'll actually audit you and take a look at what it is you've been receiving, and they'll make a determination as to whether you still qualify to receive Social Security.
Well, that's kind of the funny thing to me is the big F, he's approaching the retirement age.
Maybe he's bought off Casa, Martina, Cinda, whatever.
And he's an owner, but I mean, that's just a property.
All he has to do is show his income, his real income.
Well, see, I don't think he's going to have much success at that.
I don't think he's going to have much success at that because it's been brought to my attention that he was supposed to send in paperwork to show his income so that he could continue to have his rent subsidized in the building that he lives in.
And he has failed to send in that paperwork.
And because he has failed to send in that paperwork, the HUD administration, Housing and Urban Development, is now threatening to withdraw his subsidy for his rent payment every month.
And he may, in fact, become homeless.
Let me have your thoughts on that, Pate, while I go and cut up some more lives so I can continue to drink tequila.
So what you propose, sir, just theoretically, categorically, we will legal department.
Jeez, good God.
This is the longest gab cast in history, to my knowledge.
So the big F is looking at, geez, he's carrying a load.
He's carrying a heavy load in his big pants.
And he's trying to deposit it somewhere.
I theorize, this is almost 9-11 nuclear.
I wish Jackstar was listening.
There's no indication.
But where am I going with this?
Rambling, Rambling?
Oh, the big F. He's running a.
A big F and scam, man.
All right.
So Big F lives on some.
He's trying to talk at the game.
His whole world, it either rotates, it circulates around his circle of trust, or he's actually, it doesn't matter.
He's lying to somebody.
Who's he lying to?
Is he lying?
He's telling the truth.
Maybe he's a millionaire.
The whole thing was designed to make man money.
He's got this shitty, low-rent, UD-subsidized property that he lives in, too.
He makes that a place of resonance for himself.
While meanwhile, owning, I mean, I'm just speculating.
The guy's a billionaire, perhaps.
He may own the whole state of California in his mind, or in reality, how are we to know?
He's bankrupted the state.
He's cheating everybody.
He feels cheated by the state.
He's a strong Trump supporter.
Isn't that the ultimate irony, though?
Somebody like George Cinda should be a Trump supporter.
I mean, I'm not trying to discourage anybody from supporting Trump, but it seems to me that the way that George Cinda lives his life on a day-to-day basis is in no way congruent with what you would expect from somebody who calls themselves a Trump supporter.
I live on public assistance, sir.
I wish I did.
Me too.
I would have to work far less.
Honestly, I probably could qualify for public assistance.
Do you want to see?
No.
Nobody wants to see that.
Well, let's just hope that it is the case that being theirs donation to George Cinda and the amount of $1,000 did not cause him to lose his Social Security money.
Let's just hope that that's not the case.
Let's just hope that it was simply a matter of mistaken paperwork completion, and that's all it comes down to.
Let me ask you this, Pate.
Metron, Azure, are these the same person?
Are these people switching accounts?
Do you think let me, I think this is a more general question, actually.
Are there people on Belgab who are simply switching accounts repeatedly?
It could be mimicry.
Honest God, I started out mimicking trolls.
And good lord.
It was fun for a while, but then I settled down, I guess.
And I don't know.
I could turn that back on, but I don't have the energy.
I'm getting old.
You know, young man, where's your skewer?
You know, I've never thought about you and considered you as someone who was mimicking trolls.
Why not?
Never occurred to me.
I don't know.
You always seem to be doing your own thing.
I never looked at hate and said, this is a guy who is mimicking other people and trying to be trollish.
It just seemed like you're doing your own thing and you don't care what anybody thinks about what you're doing.
No, put me on the ignore list.
I love it.
Jackstar, Jax Tar, Jax Tar.
That guy.
I swear he used to have these little MS paint images of like Dune and Firefly or what was Firefly, but retarded social autistic, maybe I should say.
Okay, you're entirely drunk, whereas I'm entirely sober.
Let's go ahead and take a look at the Gabcast thread and read some posts from people.
This is from I say call into the show 573-837-4948.
Anyway, I would be entirely on board with the idea of receiving calls from people.
That is, I'm totally happy with that.
If anybody wants to call in, 573-837-4948.
573-837-4948.
And if you go to the Bell Gab website and you take a look at the Gabcast thread, you will see that phone number written in plain text for your dialing pleasure.
Here's Spook Cat.
He says, or she says, I don't know if it's he or she, I'd be indifferent if she started posting again.
I don't care for her as a host, but I really don't care for what she does.
And I'm not sure necessarily that I can fill in the gaps as to what it is that Heather does that Spook Cat doesn't care about.
But that's what Spook Cat said.
Spook Cat's Spook Cat is Spook Cat.
I mean, I always wondered if Spook Cat spooked.
I don't think Spook Cat spooks so much.
I think Spook Cat just sort of does Spook Cat's thing.
Here's Albrecht.
Since no more private, private PMs, I will post here.
Have you tried my experiment proposed, not done, of dosing someone or self without knowledge?
My idea is that dreams might seem normal or not.
Caveat, only willing people but willing at some point doses before regular sleep.
And what happens?
So Albrecht is on Bellgab endorsing the notion of dosing people with lysergic acid dithalamide without their knowledge.
What are your thoughts on that, Pate?
I'm having a sip of water right here out of the tap of the local crowd of Missouri.
Mmm.
Mmm.
I don't know.
Really?
I thought tonight I was just going to be drinking alcohol.
I don't have time for time.
Morgus says, compare Gabcast total listeners to Kingdom of Night listeners right now.
And I guess based on this comment, we're supposed to shut the whole thing down.
I'm sorry nobody handed me the inertia of Art Bell's radio show.
Let's see.
Dr. MDMD says this doesn't play well with the She's Art's daughter narrative.
Geriatric.
Read it.
Here's a post from you that I have no idea how to parse or interpret.
Interpret.
Here's a post from Hogg that says, but Dave George Norrie saw her first.
Just ask him.
Here's Richard Groiper.
And you know something?
Here's why Richard Groiper, despite what he may ever do in the course of his existence in this world, this is why he'll always have a certain level of appreciability and credibility with me.
This is Richard Griper.
He says, she turned her back on Belgab, she's dead to me.
So I don't really know what else somebody could say for me to look at them and say, you know what?
This person's got things together.
Morgus says, Heather had a tech problem last night.
Apparently, the guest on Skype couldn't hear callers on the phone lines, but both are heard on the air.
Okay.
Hogg says, MV aka Liberace is speaking so much truth here.
It's crazy.
Crazy.
Heather, listen up.
Peace, Hog.
Let me tell you something.
I want to apologize to anybody listening right now.
I know I'm intoxicated.
I know I'm slurring my words on top of one another.
Like, every time it happens, I'm trying to catch myself.
I'm probably the most conscious.
I'm probably.
Hold on, hold on, Pate.
Hold on, Pate.
Hold on, Pate.
Hold on.
Yeah, go get another beer.
I'm probably the most self-conscious and self-aware drunk who has ever existed.
So as my words slur upon one another, I want to apologize for that.
But I have attempted, despite my slurred speech, to speak as much truth as possible.
Morgus says, did Heather ever show those photos to Art before he passed?
I can't imagine she didn't.
It's hard for me to imagine she didn't.
Briggs says she turned her back on Belgab.
This is a quote of Richard Griper.
She turned her back on Belgab.
She's dead to me.
And Brigg responds, me too.
Hashtag me too.
Here's another post from you, Pate, that I can't even begin to decipher.
And I'm not even going to try because it includes it includes bold characters in random places.
And this is something you do.
Let me give you a rundown of a Pate post.
Brig posts, hashtag hagtag.
Oh, Christ Almighty.
Brig posts, hashtag me too.
And Pate responds: hashtag girl tilde exclamation mark, you crazy exclamation mark hyphen P.
So if you want to try and figure that out, you go right ahead.
And I'm seven pages behind on the Gabcast thread.
This is terrible.
Hogg says he remembers Heather Wade's appearances on Eric Daw's Fred Files podcast.
The early Fred Files podcasts.
You know, The Fret Files was a show about guitars.
There's a term out there called luthier.
If you're someone who works physically on guitars, you're called a Luthier.
Luthier.
And Eric Daw, otherwise known as the general on Bellgab, is a Luthier, although I don't think he appreciates being referred to as such.
I'm not sure what the exact reasons are because as a non-member of the Luthier community, I can't really appreciate the feelings of these people as they exist within that community.
But I don't think he appreciates being called a Luthier.
But he had a podcast that appeared on bellgab.com.
Pardon me.
Called The Fret Files.
And in the early days of, and by the way, ufoship.com is the same website where you can catch this show you're listening to right now.
If you want to download it after it airs, that's where you go to do that.
But anyway, in the early days of Eric Daw's show, The Fret Files, it aired on ufoship.com.
And Heather Wade would routinely make appearances on Eric's podcast, Eric Dawes podcast.
And so that's why rather Hogg makes this comment I remember redacted on Eric Dawes' early Fret Files piece.
Hog.
He signs out every post with piece Hog.
Let's see.
Cat Smiles says Kingdom of Hacks, Heather Duty, both with hashtags in front.
WOTR says, don't you want to know how MV does it?
Sets up a stream, uses Skype, successfully takes calls without issue, and even has a co-host or a guest, as the case may be.
I understand that he has quite a lot of technical knowledge, buddy.
But she has had night after night practice and make adjustments and still cannot take a call or talk without guest unreal.
And I do not mean to suggest in reading that comment that I'm a superior broadcaster to Heather Wade, but I am a superior broadcaster to Heather Wade.
I'm someone who has gone through life feeling though there is some amount of virtue in being modest and not expressly articulating what it is that are your advantages as you make your way through this world.
Perhaps that means I'm more prone to giving it a go on the West Coast.
That's sort of a West Coast mentality.
A lot of my family live on the West Coast.
I don't know if that's perhaps seeped into my mind the way people on the West Coast think, but on the West Coast, you know, if you're good at something, you keep your mouth shut about it.
You don't tell anybody about it.
But I think I'm 10,000 times the broadcaster Heather Wade is.
And I don't say that as a way of complimenting myself.
I think the initial bar with which one would be originating and making that comparison, it's rather low.
And as inebriated as I am right now, I have no qualms with saying that to you.
I am 10,000 times the broadcaster Heather Wade is.
Pate, do you agree with that that I'm 10,000 times the broadcaster Heather Wade is?
I agree with you in that I am 1 million times the broadcaster.
Okay, so if I'm so if I'm 10,000 times the broadcaster Heather Wade is, Pate is 10 million times the broadcaster Heather Wade is.
That means Brig is 1 billion times the broadcaster Heather Wade is.
And I don't say that from a braggadocious standpoint.
I say that because I just want to make sure it's illustrated to people that even a drunkard, even someone as inebriated as I am, can drill down into the subjects that are at the core of discussion far more than Heather Wade.
And, you know, considering everything, well, I think I could suffice everything I've said over the last two hours.
I think I could just say, you know what, I'm not too fond of her.
And that would explain why I'm willing to say I'm 10,000 times the broadcaster.
It doesn't mean I necessarily am.
It just means, you know what?
I don't like this broad, and I'm willing to say whatever I have to say in order to be disparaging.
Go ahead, Paige.
It does.
It do.
Anyway.
Thank God for that comment.
I'm glad you got that in there.
Here's WOTR.
W-O-T-R says, don't you want to know how MV does it?
Oh, I've already set up that stream.
I just read the same comment twice.
Liberace, the 10,000 times the broadcaster.
Here's Aldous Burbank.
Aldous Burbank, he says, not sure about the not knowing part, but I've fallen asleep many times whilst at the end of a mescaline trip, and there is definitely a thickening to the juicy meaningfulness of the dream sandwich.
Dream sandwich.
Catsmile says, hashtag.
I love the way CatSmile only posts in hashtags.
CatSmile says Heather was prepping pole to freezing pole at 11.
Morgus says she said Belgab turned into a swirling sewer.
You know what?
Morgus post just now, she said this, that, or the other thing, reminds me we actually need to go back to Heather and what it was she was saying.
Can you believe this, Pate?
You actually went to secure additional alcohol, and I still have not finished making it through this five-minute and 55-second audio clip of Heather.
Let's go ahead and do that right now.
Here's Heather.
We'll go ahead and continue this where we left off.
Thank you.
Reality at all.
And so made some espresso, a couple espresso, finishing up my second one.
And I thought, you know what?
If I can't, if I just can't get it going, maybe it is time for some music.
Maybe that's exactly what I should do.
And that I get the blood pumping, you know?
So that's all we're doing.
And I know I'm playing kind of some dramatic stuff, but that's how I feel.
Feel like that.
And, you know, it's just a reflection.
That's all it is.
You know, don't worry about it.
Here's another one of those kind of magical songs.
If art like that, I just wonder if how many times do you have to mention art in the course of a broadcast in order to validate your presence for the listening audience?
How many times does Art's name have to be mentioned?
I really would like to know that.
I would like to know how many times you have to say the word art or the combination art bell in a broadcast for the listening audience to feel as though they're somehow connected to what it is you're doing.
And then you masquerade as if what it is you're doing is somehow valid or in itself attractive to the listening audience.
Go ahead, Pate.
Go ahead, Pate.
Seriously, seriously, seriously.
So both of you, if you will, if I may step outside, you have to listen to George McDory continuing to deliberate to the overnight they defeat the red-eyed.
I don't know what the offering is over the AMR.
God.
It's pretty much awful right now.
If you want to tune in to the AM on your local station, anyone listening, I don't care.
This is a thousand years in the future.
This is GadCat.
God damn, you're drunk.
I thought I was drunk.
You are drunk as shit.
I need a drink more.
Here's me sipping.
Okay, let's just go ahead and go back to this Heather Wade clip so that we can hold on to reality in some way.
Here's Heather Wade.
What?
Her reality, your reality?
Kind of magical songs.
Like that.
I just wonder if he would like this a special song.
Okay, that was.
Uh, that was five minutes and 55 seconds of audio from Heather's show and And from that, we extracted about two hours of content.
And I just want to say, I just want to say, fuck you, Heather.
I am not buying whatever it is you're selling.
I feel as though I had my Art Bell experience in 1996.
Yeah, I'm almost 40 years old.
I had my Art Bell experience in 1996, and you are not rekindling that for me.
You're not rekindling that for anybody, despite the extent to which you might wish you were.
And I would really like to encourage you to go fuck yourself because the extent to which you seek to use Art Bell's memory and his legacy, hashtag legacy, to promote yourself and validate your continued existence and what it is you do.
Honestly, it makes me puke in the back of my throat just a little bit.
But what's worse?
When you puke in the back of your throat a lot or when you just puke in the back of your throat a little bit.
I don't know which is worse.
There's some debate as to which might be the case.
Morgus says, Heather said Belgab turned into a swirling sewer.
Richard Griper says, Yeah, what were you doing when you were 11, Heather?
That's a reference to me listening to talk radio when I was 11.
Heather was busy smoking pot with boys in the sewer and doing whatever else it was came natural came naturally at that moment.
Whereas I was listening to talk radio and experiencing the specificity of why Bill Clinton sucks.
Here's Spook Cat.
She released her photos after Damon called in and asked about her phone sex career and sent her into a fit.
Hogg says we're trying to get through the clip.
And it only took about two hours, actually.
WOTR says Cinder was performing surgery.
Richard Griper says, well, that's right, T-H-A-S.
Morgus says, Liberace started listening to Art Bell in 1991.
That beats me.
I first started hearing him around 1994, I think.
It's right, I beat you.
I'm more valid in my existence as a human being than you are.
Briggs says art always sounded calm and clear-headed on his shows.
Heather always sounds like she drank too much tea.
As opposed to drinking too much Jose Cuervo tequila plata.
Squid and click teeth has a color urine sir Well Dr. M DMD says she's a straight-up hater mine now then he posts an image that says don't mind us we're just hating Don't hold anything back.
MV says Brig Aldous Briming says, I love that.
Pate sounds like you write.
What do you think about that?
Pate says hi Larius, hi Larry, us.
Hogs says hog says, holy fuck Pate, put down the syringe too much meth, Pate.
Are you a meth user?
I see in myself what others reflect.
You know, I am a personality mirror.
If you accept me and I'm like Jesus in a, in a certain sense I'm the evil Jesus, I'm.
I'm the one the Bible warned you about.
Yeah, you follow me, Dr. Dr. M DMD says most of the most of us here gave her more than a fair chance to prove herself, and I think that's true.
I'd say after about a year or two, most people had worn thin in their own personal efforts to give her a chance.
MC, I don't think we can be.
You've changed you're.
You're not the.
Uh, we can't be internet friends anymore, you know?
Just PM me about the details.
And no, it's not funny, I don't know.
So you think I have changed you.
You are in the Liberace Slash.
MV has changed camp.
You're fully on board with that.
Oh, Sama Ben Liberace Have.
Who am I?
I'm faceless, i'm.
Maybe I have changed.
Maybe I have changed.
I mean, you gotta understand that Bellgab has existed since april of 2008.
So here we are in september 2019.
Let me say this.
Let me say this, people change, people change.
Or a fantasy.
So Roswell's art is flipping burgers still at burger game.
You think so.
You think that's what she does.
You think that's what she does for a living.
Is that really what you think she does for a living flipping burgers?
Why do you think that?
I think that is a brutal attack on Roswell's art that she comes in and says I am a food net war queen i've seen right.
Well, I think the possibility exists that she might dispute you on that podcast.
W o Tr says, mr Groiper, why not mv?
Baby, that's insulting.
I think she's Warder Is.
Says what my, my Cockpic is a Warder um, you read smarter bills.
W says yes Aldous, I can't recall the last time you posted here.
And now I have, I'm on page 699 of the Gabcast thread.
And in order to catch up, I'm going to have to make it to 704.
Good lord.
Time.
Briggs says Heather has said on her show that Aldous is one of her best friends and has been for a long time, which is why she ghosts him for months at a time.
So if you're one of Heather's best friends, you can expect to be ghosted for months at a time.
No return phone calls, no return text messages.
Pretend you don't exist.
That's what it's like to be best friends with Heather.
I'm sorry, but I consider myself a relatively normal person despite my current state of inebriation.
And if I'm friends with someone who doesn't return my phone calls or text messages for months on end, that person's a psychopath and I have nothing else to do with them after that point.
So anyway, so praise MD.
Who is this?
Praise me.
Yes.
GJ69.
That's all.
Hogg says Groiper sounds like George Take.
Did you think that Groiper sounded like George Take Sulu from Star Trek?
He didn't sound like he had the most horrible brilliant.
Brigg says that Heather knows full well that Bellgab has always been a swirling sewer.
I think that's right.
When Heather started using Bellgab, she was under no impression that this was some sort of a beacon of moral virtue or example that other people could look to in how to conduct their day-to-day lives.
She was never under that impression.
It was only after she took over for Art Bell and people made the observations that they're going to make that she decided Belgab is a sewer.
How disingenuous is that?
How dishonest is that?
I welcome you to go to bellgab.com and click on member list or members, whichever the link is.
I don't remember.
And then find Heather Wade in the list of members on bellgab.com.
Click on her posts and see the venom, vitriol, the caustic nature of her posts as it relates to George Norrie.
And suddenly she wants to refer to Bellgab.com as a swirling sewer.
Heather, honey, this is why people don't believe you're honest.
This is why people don't believe that you're forthright with your audience.
Because of all of the entities on the internet that exist right now, of all of them, for you refer to Bellgab as a swirling sewer after your past participation on this forum.
It's a level of dishonesty that, frankly, I'm not so sure I've encountered in my life.
It's so dishonest, and It's not even on the level of, yeah, you should like bell gab because it's where you came from.
That's not what I'm saying.
It's just so dishonest.
It's just dishonest.
All these years I've listened to talk radio, it's been obvious and plain to me that in order for talk radio to be worthy of listening to, it's got to be honest.
And this is so dishonest.
Aldous Burbank called Aldous Burbank says, I'm not drinking, so shouldn't call in.
Heather said you're daylight.
Hold on, Pate.
Hold on, Pate.
Let me read these posts.
Hold on.
I know you're drunk.
I know you're inebriated, but just reserve yourself for a moment.
Aldous Burbank says, I'm not drinking, so shouldn't call in.
Heather Wade's situation.
I hear from her every few months.
Griper, Tino, Weedias.
Groiper.
Christ Almighty.
I've got so many pages to catch up.
And I think we're going to have to, I think we're going to have to change this so that we have a normal live show chat that I can just quickly glance up at and see what's happening.
Let me give you a quick rundown of the topics that were given to me to discuss on this show.
AzzyGab, do you read it?
Do you read AzzyGab?
Let me tell you something.
If your website has to put the word gab, you know, you want to know something?
The word gab came up in 2013.
Hold on, Pate.
Bellgab is something that came up in the year 2013 as I was sitting in Morocco in a housing unit somewhere blasting my innards out my ass because I was infected with some sort of virus.
And I was trying to determine what it was that Bell that Coast Gab, it used to be coastgab.com.
And I was trying to determine now that Art Bell's going to come back on the radio.
What is it that this website should be called since he's coming back?
And I settled in my own mind quickly and just almost dismissively on bellgab.com.
And so I bought the domain name bellgab.com and I started referring any inquiries to coastgab.com to bellgab.com.
And the website became Belgigab.
Jesus shit, am I drunk?
Beldigab?
Beldigab.
The website became bellgab.com.
And it's amazing to me as I sit here and I look at what is it?
There's Lgab, there's WadeGab, there's Azzigab.
How many Gabs are there?
You people are using a suffix on your websites that I came up with in the midst of a foreign viral invasion shitstorm.
Gab, this gab, that gab, this gab, that gab.
Way to go with yourselves.
That's the peak of originality.
I came up with Bellgab on the toilet, and you people are using it as if it's as if it's tangible gold.
Let's see, as far as Chefist goes, is there ever going to be a Martinez tonight?
Would you want to hear it?
Pate, would you want to hear another Martinez tonight?
Sure.
I'd actually like to cause a show with Chefus about cooking.
And I want Roswell's art calling about how we're both shit, and she is splitting hamburgers at Burger King.
That's the funny stuff.
I never thought, you know, I will say that I never thought as I asked you whether or not you'd like to hear Martinez tonight again.
I never thought I'd hear the term Burger King and the response.
Stop the playing.
Burger King.
You are a drunk piece of shit.
Oh, sir.
Okay.
So we've answered the question as to whether Chefist's Martinez tonight should return or not.
pate answered that question and let's just put it out there that the response to that question involved the term burger king okay Okay, here's the next one, Pate.
Heather Wade, theories on why she quits.
Why is she creating her own dialect?
I think that kind of goes back to the affectation, the verbal affectation, pretending she sounds like Art Bell.
Why do you think Heather quits, Pate?
Why do you think that she steps away for six months at a time?
What is up with that?
Her idol.
Red quits because her idol quits from time to time.
I don't know that Red understands why her idol quits, but she wants to mimic that.
And, you know, I need a break from this.
This is too much.
I can't talk urban Sasquatch, reptilian.
Urban Sasquatch?
That's a topic of discussion.
Urban Sasquatch?
Sure.
Why not?
Christ Almighty, what the fuck are people doing listening to these shows?
Urban Sasquatch is real.
It's a good thing Mike in Montana is pumping a $600 PayPal transaction into this every month because I want to know that everybody's continuing to discuss Sasquatch in Montana.
Okay.
Okay, here we go.
Do you watch Jason Callan videos?
I will say this.
Yeah, do you or anybody else?
I notice as I look at Jason Callan's videos, he'll have a video posted for two weeks and it's got about 25 views.
And it seems to me that maybe he ought to do something else or he maybe ought to do what he's doing differently.
I don't know what it is.
It seems like for a while there, Jason Callan had some level of traction with what it was he was doing.
And now Jason Callan is suffering within the duldrums of YouTube obscurity.
And I'm kind of curious as to what the path was from one positive extreme to the negative other.
I haven't quite followed it enough.
But I remember people who have 500,000 YouTube subscribers giving shout outs to Jason Callan.
And now here he is.
He's posting videos.
And two weeks later, after a video is posted, he's got 25 views.
What the hell's happened?
He's a hobbit.
You think it involves Hobbits?
That seems reasonable.
That seems reasonable to me.
How about Rally Squirrel?
Why are Rally Squirrel's videos getting so few views?
That's the ironic thing is Rally Squirrel has, what, 85 subscribers?
And he gets about the same number of views per video as Jason Callan.
So what in the hell is going on with that?
I don't think anybody in Hobbiton is really worried about global Hobbiton.
I think there are two things working against Rally Squirrel.
Number one is the fact that he came out suggesting that he's not a real bell gabber, and he suggested that proudly.
And number two are his Velociraptor hands.
I think between those two matters, he's failed to gain traction.
What do you think about that, Paige?
Hold on.
Don't give a shit.
Pate is so drunk right now, you have no idea.
I'm going to just try and plow through these menu items.
What do you do you watch Dave Darren?
Callen has a yard of the mouth.
Okay, here is the list item that's been presented to me.
Do you watch Dave Darren?
Will his permanent move to YouTube be beneficial or will he remain a Facebook cat lady?
This is the question that's been posed to me.
Why is Bart L. so jealous of Belgab's success?
I think we already covered that.
I think there's a level of psychosis there that's hard to wrap your mind around.
Why are there so many gabs being created?
Why so many wannabe gabs?
That's already been covered.
Anthony, here's a great topic.
Why did you love him or hate him?
What did you think about his trip out west?
Was it to confront Jedi Miller?
Was it to meet Heather Wade?
Was he catfished by Autumn Wren?
What is up with Anthony's trip out west?
And what are your perceptions of Anthony post-trip?
Total desert.
Yeah.
I agree.
You know, I have to say I agree.
I don't know what you just said, but I agree.
I will say this.
Anthony came on to the Kingdom of Nye with Heather Wade thread, and he suggested that Heather Wade should kill herself.
And this was shortly after Heather publicly announcing that she has recently attempted to commit suicide twice.
So Anthony goes in the Kingdom of Nye with Heather Wade thread and suggests she should kill herself and gives explicit, specific details as to why it is that she should do so.
So I delete the post and then he comes back and posts again and says, OMV, what?
Are you just too much of a pussy to handle this?
Heather Wade should do her best Kirkobain impression possible.
I'm Anthony.
And so then I delete that post and I banned him because my feeling on this is, let's say Heather did kill herself.
Here's a woman who has gone on her own radio show.
Well, I regret to use the word radio.
Here's a woman who's gone on her own podcast twice in recent history and specifically articulated that she, during her hiatus, attempted twice to kill herself.
And here's a guy who's going to go on Belgab and encourage her to kill herself.
And I'm supposed to just leave that post up there.
I'm supposed to just do nothing about that.
So let's say Heather did kill herself and that post remains on Belgab where Anthony Kulakata or whatever the hell his last name is encourages her to commit suicide is left remaining on bellgab.com.
Do you think I really want to deal with the fallout associated with that post remaining on Belgab and Heather having actually killed herself because she's fucking nuts, which I believe she is, which I believe anybody who twice goes out and publicly articulates her attempts to kill herself is?
Do you think I want to fucking leave that post on Belgab?
Guess what?
Here's a shocking surprise for you.
No, I don't.
I don't want to leave that post on Belgab because in the event that she actually does sling blade herself, I don't need that post from Belgab floating around out there.
I don't, that's a level of complexity and just headache that I don't need to deal with.
So I deleted the post.
Sorry.
Sorry.
I don't need to deal with that.
Your free speech is not important enough to me or interesting enough to me that I would dealing willingly with the headaches that your free speech manifest.
We'll say it that way.
Your free speech is not interesting enough to me or important to me for me personally to deal with the after effects, the blowout, the blowback of your free speech.
If your free speech includes and involves blowback, no, I don't want to deal with it.
It's not important enough for me or to me.
Your free speech.
It's really, I could give two fucks about your free speech.
If your free speech affects me potentially or possibly in any way in my real life, I don't give a shit about your free speech.
And anyone who wants to go on and on about how nobody ever gets banned on Belgab, well, that's bullshit.
I got banned on Belgab.
Well, I would ask you to present for me the post where I have ever, over the course of 12 years, said that nobody gets banned on Belgab.
That's never been said by me.
I've never suggested that nobody ever gets banned on Belgab.
It's never been a thing.
It's never been something that I articulated in any way.
Sometimes people get banned on Belgab.
It's been that way since the very beginning of the forum's existence.
And one of the best ways to get banned and to get banned on Belgab is for your free speech to personally impact or affect me.
And once that threshold is crossed, I could give two fucks about your free speech.
Your free speech, you can choke on it.
You can choke on your free speech.
But if your free speech affects me in any way possibly in my personal life, you can just shove that free speech down your throat forthwith, choke on it, and die in the street.
And we'll all walk past your corpse, your rotting, emaciated, maggot-infested corpse, and we'll gawk at it.
But I really don't give a fuck about your free speech.
And if you ever were under the impression that I care about the notion of you having free speech on the internet, you were mistaken.
You couldn't have been more profoundly wrong about that.
I don't care about your free speech.
Up to the point at which it affects me, I don't care about your free speech.
Once it starts to affect me, you go encouraging someone to commit suicide on a website that I own.
Well, guess what?
Your free speech can go fuck itself.
I don't care.
People go to jail for encouraging other people to commit suicide.
Are you aware of that?
Are you aware of the fact, you psychopathic motherfucker, that people go to jail for encouraging others to commit suicide?
Are you that oblivious to current events that you're not aware that there have been instances recently in recent history of individuals encouraging others to commit suicide and going to jail for having done so?
And in order to facilitate your free speech, I'm supposed to, in order to save face and present this image of someone who is just all on board with free speech no matter what, no matter what the cost, I'm supposed to just leave that up.
Fuck yourself.
I don't care about your free speech.
Your free speech means fuck all to me.
Up to the point at which it starts to affect me, your free speech is fine.
But as soon as it starts to potentially creep into my real life as I wake up every day and manifest myself in this physical world, that's the point at which your free speech, you really should just wrap it into a tight, compact, dense ball, shove it down your throat and fucking choke on it because I don't care about your free speech.
It's not my issue.
It's not my objective.
It's not my concern.
I'll never meet you.
You'll never be there to help me absorb the blowback of your free speech.
That's what it really comes down to.
Your free speech, you're never going to be there to help me absorb the blowback to your free speech.
And let's say you go on Bellgab and you encourage Heather to kill herself because she's a fucking crazy bitch who's twice come out and suggested that she tried to kill herself according to posts on Bellgab.
She's fucking nuts.
Let's say you go on Bellgab and encourage her to kill herself and then she actually does it.
You think I need those posts, snapshots, screenshots of those posts?
You think I need that floating around out there?
Do you think your free speech fucking means anything to me?
Is that what you think?
Fuck yourself and fuck your mother.
Forthwith, as quickly as you can, fuck your mother.
Because I don't care about your free speech.
And this idea that nobody ever gets banned on bellgab.com, wherever you got that, Christ Almighty, just disabuse yourself of that notion straight away.
Because I've never said that.
I don't know where it came from.
And it couldn't be more inaccurate.
How about that?
Go ahead, Pate.
I don't know.
I was talking about the briefly posted some retarded shit.
I love it.
So, Gunner, okay, you know what?
I feel like you've been spent.
You're spent at this point.
Am I right?
Just admit it, Pate.
Are you spent?
Hey.
He's spent.
Okay.
Okay.
He's spent.
It's the Gabcast.
This is the official podcast of Bellgab.com.
And I want to thank you for tuning in tonight.
I feel like a lot of stuff was cleared up.
And I really appreciate your having tuned in.
And maybe we understand one another more so than we did before.
I don't know.
Even just the fact that him sitting here looking at this bottle of Jose Cuerva tequila Plata.
And what are we down to?
We're down to about 30% remaining in the bottom.
And I feel like I'm still coherent.
Maybe that's an illusion on my part.
Maybe I'm going to go back and listen to this podcast.
I'm going to be profoundly and utterly embarrassed.
I don't care.
It's still out there.
And I'm still going to post it.
But it seems to me there's a level of honesty that came along with this that maybe has been lacking for some time.
So thank you for listening.
It's the Gabcast from Bellgab.com.
I want to thank Pate for having filled in with me tonight.
Viper, wherever you are flaking out like that, Christ Almighty, I don't know what happened with you, but you know what?
I'm not going to be too hard on Viper.
Maybe something happened.
I just don't know.
This isn't for everybody.
Maybe, you know, maybe he just had second thoughts.
Maybe he had cold feet.
This whole talking to people that you've never met before on the internet, it's not for everybody.
So that could be the case.
It's the Gabcast, BellGab.com.
Bye-bye.
You've been
listening to THE GAB CAST, a podcast about Bellgab.com.
Now get lost.
Heather Way, she's gonna dance and then get paid.
The money is sweet.
She takes a while to rest her feet.
Be fuddled down right.
She is a father.
Something more get through.
Email will do, email will do.
Bust it to 2015.
He's gonna do a show on the stream.
His tenure is free.
She takes his place in his desert heat.
Desert heat.
Ooh, desert heat.
Yeah.
During the night, the little grimy club is doing it right.
Yeah.
And Heather Way's gonna dance and then get paid.
Yeah.
Desert heat.
Ooh, desert heat.
Yeah.
The money is sweet.
Ooh, his tenure is free.
Yeah.
2015.
Ooh.
Give up the voice.
2015.
Ooh.
She's gonna dance and then get paid.
Yeah.
Desert heat.
Ooh, desert heat.
Yeah.
Desert heat.
Ooh, desert heat.
Yeah.
Desert Pete Ooh, desert heat.
Yeah.
Desert Pete.
Ooh, desert heat.
Don't treat Keith this way.
He can't survive with only Jack without no bucks.
So, baby, don't freak it this way.
Lord, you'd be remiss.
He'll surely miss 600 bucks.
Don't freak it this way.
Baby, you're hot up selling blood, burning cookies too.
Now come on, send the money, roll up cap pills too.
Send it to you, it was his talk show.
He helped with all the urinary, you should pay the toll.
Now come on, see the lights, better what is me.
Cause some of that cash money should get the killing.
Don't you treat Keith this way?
No.
Don't you understand it ain't a grant, it's a small fee.
Please don't freak it this way.
No, baby, don't freak it this way.
He can't survive with only Jack without no bucks.
Baby, don't freak it this way.
You're hot up selling blood, burning cookies too.
Now come on, send the money, roll up capitals too.
Send it to you, it was his talk show.
He helped with all the urine, you should pay the toll.
Now come on, see the light line and winners be some of that cash money.
Get Keith, get heat, get heat.
Get heat, get together.
Go to keep, go to keep some of that cash money.
Go to keep, go get Back cash money, he needs, he wants, he wants, baby.
Back cash money, need it, want it, need it, easy, baby.
Oh, don't make me display.
That phone, huh?
He wants a hair, he wants.
Top it up, biscuit on the plate.
Top it up, biscuit on the plate.
Top it up, biscuit on plastic money, honey.
My food reviews and stuff.
It's all on hold, I decree.
Thought that I had your love.
You told the world I like feet.
Then I helped you with your ads and strife.
You turned your snout so unkind.
I don't blame you, Aaron.
I blame the wine.
I know how much your thrive costs you, and I'd help pay the fee.
The video scriper drew.
You'll never stop, forgive me.
You've been accusing me of all this stuff.
But it's alright, I don't mind.
I don't blame you, Aaron.
I blame the wine.
I just wanna say that it's okay.
You said I've been creepy and strange, like you're clever gardening.
Yeah, when a guy makes a move on you, everything is welcome.
If he's high, said you got my calls every hour of the night.
Said I was peeking through holes above where sunshine's leaking light.
You allay all your mama's fears.
Said you read through the blind.
I don't blame you, Aaron.
I blame the wine.
I just wanna say that it's okay.
You said I've been creepy and strange, like you're clever garden home.
Yeah, when a guy makes a move on you, everything is welcome.
If he's high, if I defend myself while you choose to pound, I might learn and grow some bells, and I will let you down.
When you wanted to up in my life, I never once felt maligned.
I don't blame you, Aaron.
I blame the wine.
Midnight in the cut shed, vocal fly across the sky.
Promises of life show, but take us on the ride.
Filled up the bottle, searching for the truth.
Will there be a show tomorrow?
Will the stars shine you?
Midnight in the cuckshed, they'll be listening.
Just next door, you called a pair.
It was the space of your mentor He's no longer there.
As the days to the life shows quicken are the gravestones of desire.
Have we lost our last subscribers?
I'll be paid.
Cut shit.
Don't treat Keith this way.
He can't survive with only Jack, without no bucks.
Joe, baby, don't freak it this way.
Lord, you'd be remiss.
He'll surely miss 600 bucks.
Don't freak it this way.
Baby, you're hot up selling blood, burning cookies too.
Now come on, send the money, roll him up here too.
Send it to your wire, it was his talk show.
He helped with all the yearning, you should pay the toll.
Now come on, see the lights, let us win as me.
Cause some of that cash money should get the key.
Don't you treat Keith this way?
No.
Don't you understand it ain't a grin, it's a small fee.
Please don't freak it this way.
No, baby, don't freak it this way.
No, he can't survive with lonely giant without no bucks.
Baby, don't freak it this way.
Baby, you're hot up selling blood, burning cookies too.
Now come on, send the money, roll up cup pills too.
Send it to your wire, it was his talk show.
He helped with all the yearning, you should pay the toll.
Now come on, see the light letter with us be someone that gets money.
Get Keith, get Keith, get Keith.
Get Keith, get to keep, go to keep some of that cash money.
I'm going to be They are baby, like that's funny.
Now bone, huh, be one, he wants, now hand, he won't top it up with the biscuit on the plate, top it up, biscuit on the plate, top it up, Biscuit, I wanna play
He's flown pro de Jin Art gave the shed, she thought that she had made it with the boss.
He's gonna walk, and now it's Keith who's calling all the shots.
You're stuck for life in night, subscribers said bye-bye.
Now Keith can breathe a sign, you're stuck for life and I'm stuck for life and night unless your broom can't fly.
Your content was bone dry, and now you're stuck in night down, they all know how you did your showstone.
Art gave the shed, she thought that she had made it with the boss.
He's gonna walk, and now it's Keith who's calling all the shots.
You're stuck for life and night.
Subscribers said bye-bye.
Now Keith can breathe a sign.
You're stuck for life and I'm stuck for life and night unless your broom can fly.
Your content was bone dry and now you're stuck in night.
You're stuck for life and I subscribers said bye-bye.
Now Keith can breathe a sign.
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