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May 10, 2022 - Get Off My Lawn - Gavin McInnes
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S4E114 - THE BULLFROG WINS
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Six liter, GTR, six liter, GTR, six later, GTR, six later, that is Australia's The Chats with their newest hit six-liter GTR,
the Nissan GTR, affordable sports car that you can really sink some money into if you're one of those zipper heads that likes to put a spoiler on the back, as Walt Kowalski would say.
In Gran Torino, welcome back to Get Off My Lawn.
This is the Tuesday show.
I must be out of shape to be winded from that one-second jog to the desk.
Well, I'd like to welcome my co-host, Ryan Rivera.
Ryan is here.
Blurry as usual, incompetent, as is his wont.
Always terrible at his job.
Fired, I think, twice now, maybe three times.
Still blurry, despite being told to not be blurry.
And he's been working hard.
I told him, let's have a cool angle for when you're fucking up.
At least we can watch you fuck up.
And he goes, I got an idea for it, boss.
I'll call it the Rad Zone.
And it'll have this fucking awesome, like, 80s, you know, tropical vibe.
Okay, let's see it.
Correct.
And total catastrophe yesterday.
It was digitized like it was missing pixels.
What do you got today for us?
I'm working on it.
Oh, well, you were chatting on the phone to our tech guy for hours.
I have this new idea.
What progress have you made?
You got here at nine.
You had all day.
Okay, now what's the mailbag?
That's interesting.
There we go.
It's a hodgepodge.
This is before we start the show.
There's Elon Musk.
He's reading a paper, for Christ's sakes.
There's the black woman of color behind you and a lens flare.
So this is all you stalling while you try to...
Shouldn't the rad zone just be a button?
Yes, but now it's not...
I'm guessing you haven't touched the rad zone problem since it happened.
I tinkered with it a little bit.
No, that's a lie.
About 15 minutes before we started.
Uh-huh.
But that's not enough time because it's not done yet.
Really amazing.
Amazing.
I was at my barber's this morning.
You wouldn't believe how much shit I got done this morning.
Before I even went to the gym at 9.30, I had already had my car washed, and that's called the Extreme Clean for $26.99.
They wash the whole outside and the inside and really polish up the fucking, I guess they're not hubcaps.
And then I got a haircut, and I'm talking to the barber.
Guess who the barber is?
Neil Young.
No.
It's the guy we were talking about last week where my friend was worried because he wanted the brother more than the actual owner.
And I said, that's a huge insult.
You can't do that.
And then we realized, well, he's right to want the brother.
At which point, I don't care if it's an insult.
You like that guy better because he's better?
Well, then that's fine.
That's on the old man.
I thought you liked them both the same, but you were told to go to that guy.
And so you were going to go to him because your ex-wife likes that.
In which case, no.
So anyway, I'm with the guy that I didn't know was better.
I assumed the owner was always better, but I always got the bald guy because he was available.
And I go, where is your brother?
Meaning the boss.
And these guys are Yugoslavian.
And he goes, oh, he's got three kids, three kids.
So he has to drop them off.
He drop them off.
You know, he'll be here in any second now.
But it's cool in the morning.
He dropped them off.
Do you have any kids?
No, no, no.
I like variety, you know?
I don't like pizza every night.
I don't want pizza.
I like fucking.
Fucking is the best.
You still fuck that woman, that married woman, that married Yugoslavian woman in the parking lot in her minivan?
What?
And I had to give him more details.
He goes, oh yes, that's a long time ago.
Sorry, I fuck so many bitches.
I got about 50 bitch.
And I forget who's who.
And then he started giving me a bonus.
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