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Nov. 3, 2022 - Minion Death Cult
05:28
The MDC Halloween Special (preview)

This week we go trick or treating at the homes of some familiar personalities. Will we make it out alive? Yes. We're also talking Elon Musk's ingenious plans for twitter, his satanic halloween costume, and how these very important topics are resonating with the right wing on facebook and twitter alike. Help us do the show for only $3.11/month and get a bonus episode every week as well as instant access to hundreds of bonus episodes right in your podcast app or browser. Sign up at http://patreon.com/miniondeathcult

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Hey Tony.
What's going on?
What's going on?
Want to do some trick-or-treating before we start this week's episode?
Oh, oh hell yeah.
What's your costume supposed to be?
Just a dead cop?
Oh, I'm a cop that touched fentanyl.
Oh nice, the intestines hanging out of your stomach is a real nice touch.
Thank you.
What's yours?
Corn Pop Jack.
Oh, shit.
Yeah, that's cool.
You got the chains hanging off you.
You're in your swimsuit.
You have a mask made out of a box of corn pops.
That's amazing.
Yeah, I want this to work on a couple different levels.
I'm pretty happy with it.
This is a pretty spooky neighborhood.
Are you sure you want to go trick-or-treating here?
Uh, you're right, it is spooky.
But that's the point!
It's Halloween!
Uh, let me just wipe some of the blood off this sign here.
Uh, oh!
Minion death cul-de-sac.
Sounds nice.
Oh!
I think we're gonna fit right in.
Let's do it, baby.
Oh wow, look at this meme graveyard.
Dogue?
Dickbutt?
Epic Abraham Lincoln?
Chuck Norris?
This is Elon Musk's house!
Oh man, okay.
I'll get the doorbell.
Trick or treat.
Trick or treat!
Why, good day, gentlemen.
Are you here for the Werewolf Bar Mitzvah?
Uh, good one, Elon.
No, we're here trick-or-treating for Halloween.
Uh, yes.
All Hallows Eve.
The trolling-est day of the year.
Don costumes.
Trigger normies.
Acquire candy.
The pumpkin spice must flow!
Yeah man, you're so cool.
Can we have some of your money?
Gentle sirs, I will give you something better than money.
Uh, Elon, what are you dressed up as anyway?
A tube?
Are you a tube of some kind?
No, I am a well.
And aged well, as a matter of fact.
As in, that aged well?
Fuck, man.
Here you go, and one for you too.
Happy Halloween.
Pieces of paper?
What do they say?
One internet.
Jesus Christ.
God.
All right, let's check out this next house, man.
I hope it's, uh, I hope it's less scary than Elon Musk being alive.
I hope it's less everything than what we just experienced.
Oh, we have a convenient little welcome sign here.
Haunted House of the Mind.
Okay.
Oh man.
Alright, yeah, let's try it.
Look at these decorations.
A Dracula in a straitjacket?
I think that's a Frankenstein with dreadlocks.
Is that a fallen soldier tastefully memorialized with a draped flag coffin?
Yeah, right next to a wizard with gold fronts and knuckle tattoos.
I think this is the house of the singer of Five Finger Death Punch.
Yeah, I think that's the only explanation.
Alright.
Happy Halloween!
Ivan Moody?!
Yes, it's Ivan Moody.
And I have a treat for you.
If you think you can handle the contagiously Kafkaesque and unhappily unhinged creations.
Uh, yeah, sure, man.
That sounds great.
Yeah, I mean, I think I can handle it.
I'm here for it.
Mary had an Instagram.
She put on quite a show.
Every meal that Mary had, the town was sure to know.
Mary had a little man.
She fleeced for all his dough.
And every cent that Mary spent, Oh, hell yeah!
Wow!
nose.
He followed her account one day, which was against the rules.
He saw her make men laugh and pay, and felt like such a fool.
He served Mary up as lamb chops with a side of applesauce and posted it to her account.
It was a hit.
Oh, hell yeah.
Wow, wow, wow, wow.
If your appetite has been sufficiently wet, I do have a couple more entrees.
Here I have one called, I'm a Little Ethot.
Or perhaps, the wheels on the hearse go round and round.
Uh, no, I think I'm, I'm stuffed.
My mind is stuffed from the last course.
Yeah.
Yeah.
I don't, you know, I don't want, I don't want to get spoiled over here.
I appreciate it though.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Don't want to be a glutton for art.
Yeah.
When I overeat, I get diarrhea of the mind.
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