Ghost hosts a chaotic episode celebrating Passover and Good Friday while battling technical audio failures and rampant chat toxicity. He furiously refutes claims that Pantera performed for anime, mocks liberals triggered by the Mueller Report, and condemns viewers sharing offensive content ranging from "ear rape" to anti-Semitic imagery. Amidst smoking marijuana and drinking alcohol, Ghost refuses face reveals despite donations, engages in racist and homophobic rhetoric, and ultimately cancels his upcoming Saturday Night Troll Show due to the harassment. [Automatically generated summary]
And I want to say, Happy baller Passover Good Friday tonight, baby.
Hopefully, everybody's having a good time tonight.
I know I am.
Once again, this is episode 45 of the Go Show, and I am your host, the man they call Ghost.
If you're listening to me live right now, I'd like for you to spread this show around the internet and throughout the world and spread it around like wildfire, baby.
That's right.
Episode 45, The Go Show.
It's a Happy Baller Passover Good Friday.
And guess what?
Liberals are triggered at the Moeller Report.
Liberals are triggered.
Liberal Democrats are triggered because, oh, no Russian collusion.
No Russia collusion.
Can you feel the salt?
Can you see the liberal tears flowing down the faces of these stupid Nimrods?
You're damn right.
Are you tired of winning yet, folks?
Are you tired of winning yet?
Every liberal Democrat is triggered by this Moller report, and I can't get enough of it.
Ha Woo!
All right, baby.
All right.
Go ahead and take me out, Engineer.
Go ahead and take me out for Christ's sake.
Thank you very much, folks, for tuning in with me to episode 45 of the Go Show.
I am your host, the man they call, what is this?
Albin's Passover.
Listen, just shut your mouth.
All right.
It's a Happy Baller Passover Good Friday.
What up?
I'm hoping so.
I'm hoping so.
What's going on to Cuckler III?
What is this?
What's up, Nico?
45 and 0.
Yeah, real funny, you jerk dick.
Real goddamn funny.
Wait a minute.
Hold on.
We can't hear the donations again.
Are we doing this?
I thought this whole thing was fixed for Christ's sake.
Chris is in the house.
What is this?
Happy.
Hey, ghost, Happy Baller Friday.
Can we get a moment of silence in memory of those who died in Columbine?
Yeah, no kidding.
I mean, I can attest to that.
Hold on just a second.
Let me go to the goddamn properties of this stupid goddamn crap.
All right, hold on.
Just bear with me here.
I don't understand.
I don't understand why this does this.
I'm not even joking around.
I do not understand why the hell this does this.
I don't get it.
I don't get it.
And I don't know why.
I've updated everything.
And, you know, it just, Jesus Christ.
I'm not even joking around.
All right.
I mean, it just, it pisses me off.
It just, it never ends.
It's my life.
Anyway, folks, it's a baller Friday.
A happy Baller Passover Good Friday, for that matter.
And listen, everybody shut up about it being an Obama PC.
I don't know what the hell's going on here.
All right, I want to let everybody know right now that I've got, hold on, can you even hear me?
Am I, can y'all hear me for Christ?
What the hell's going on?
What the hell?
Did I do?
What the hell's going on?
Can y'all hear me?
Are we mute?
Are we deaf mutes now?
Oh, for Christ's sake.
All right.
At least you can hear me.
I don't know what the hell's going on with all this crap, man.
I really don't.
I don't get it.
I don't get it.
And you know what?
I don't like it one goddamn bit.
Oh my God.
Anyway, bottom line is I'm looking at the properties.
I don't get what's going on here, folks.
All right.
I'm looking at the audio settings.
And I don't know what the hell.
I don't know what it wants.
I don't know what it wants.
What is this?
Press O for Obama PC.
Shut up.
All right.
Everybody just shut up here.
And here's Nico Angel.
More like Pass It Over Friday.
Happy Preemptive 420 Ghost.
All right.
Listen.
All right.
I'm here on a Happy Baller Passover Good Friday.
I could be celebrating right now.
You know, I wanted to do a damn barbecue today, but unfortunately, I couldn't do it because I had to be here to do this damn show.
And of course, all you people that are in here are just doing nothing but giving me crap.
So I mean, look, I don't know what the hell's going on.
I don't get it.
I don't get it.
All right.
Dark meme magician girl, more like a Helen Keller PC.
All right.
Real funny.
And here we go.
Here we go.
Columbine shooting range.
Here come these sick ass twisted troll names for Christ's sake.
Oh my God.
True one-channel audio show.
One-channel.
I mean, listen.
I want to be honest with you, folks.
Here, let me see.
Let me go over here.
What's going on over here?
All right.
No, everything's good over here.
Everything's good over here.
I don't understand why we're having so much problems with the desktop audio.
I'm not even kidding around.
It's pissing me off.
All right.
I'm not even kidding.
It's pissing me off.
It's pissing me off.
For Christ's sake, man.
Here, let me try this.
All right.
Let me try that.
All right.
Let me try that.
Here.
I'm going to replay somebody's donation here.
How about here?
Let's replay Cucklers.
All right.
Can y'all hear that?
Probably not.
I can't even.
I can't even see it registering on the goddamn crap.
Oh, my God.
Hey, engineer, can you do something about this, man?
Because this is really pissing me off, engineer.
I'm not even kidding around, man.
I ain't got time for this, man.
I ain't got time for this.
Thomas Harris Albin Klebold.
Listen, I don't want to talk about any Columbine crap right now, all right?
It's not appropriate, and I don't really appreciate it one bit.
All right, so everybody just shut your goddamn pie holes.
All right, I have no idea why this is doing this, folks.
I'm not even kidding around.
It's pissing me off.
It's pissing me off.
Nico Angel, more like Pat.
I think I already said this.
Spread it around like wild.
All right, we get it.
All right, spread it around.
Spread it around like a church fire.
We get it.
All right.
Fire the engineer.
Should I fire the fire you engineer?
Because I don't know what the hell's going on.
Nobody can hear the text-to-speech.
Nobody can hear the damn text-to-speech, man.
It's freaking pathetic.
Look at $5,000 down the top.
It's not the computer, you idiot.
It's not the damn computer.
It's something with OBS.
I don't know what the fuck's going on, man.
I've got the latest version of it, but for whatever reason, it's just.
Send your PC back to Iraq.
Real funny.
All right.
Real goddamn funny.
Listen, I don't want to get into this.
All right.
I don't know what's going on.
I'm trying to do the best as I can here.
And stop trying to make fun of me that I'm an idiot, that I don't know, you know, that I don't really know what I'm talking about or what I'm doing when it comes to this to this PC stuff.
All right.
Here, let me try this.
All right.
Let's try this.
All right.
Let's try that.
Let me replay another.
Let me replay Cuckler's $5 again.
Go ahead and play it again there, engineer.
Can y'all hear that?
Can y'all hear that now?
I would like to be doing the audio donations tonight, but unfortunately, this is not.
No one can hear this shit.
Fucking.
Obama broadcast software.
No kidding, dude.
No goddamn kidding, because it makes me fucking.
I don't know what the hell's going on, man.
I have no idea what the hell's going on.
I mean, it's not a shut up.
My computer is not a bunch of garbage, man.
It's OBS.
I don't know what the goddamn crap is going on, man.
Jesus Christ.
Ask Cortana for guidance.
Cortana could eat my dick up till it hiccups.
All right.
I'm not in a very good mood.
All right.
I mean, I just want this goddamn son of a bitch to do what it's supposed to do.
I don't understand why it's not doing what it's supposed to goddamn do.
I don't get it.
I have no idea.
I don't get it, and I don't like it one bit.
All right.
I don't like it one damn bit for Christ's sake.
Ghost's PC is shot like column by.
It's not the fucking PC, you nimrods.
All right.
It's not the PC.
Get media shared.
I'm trying to get this whole damn thing to work out here.
I don't understand why it's not goddamn working.
I don't get it.
All right.
What is this?
Glad to know my $300 went to buying a toaster?
Shut up, Dark Me Magician Girl.
All right.
Hey, thank you, Eastern Time.
It is Baller Friday.
Here, let me try something else.
Let me, uh, Jesus Christ.
I mean, I don't know what to do.
I have no idea what the hell to do.
I don't get it.
I mean, oh, God, it's my life.
It's what it is.
It's my life.
Don't you forget.
Can y'all hear that?
Take your PC to the wood shit.
It's not the PC here.
Let me redo Eastern Times to see if anybody can hear this.
Can y'all hear this?
Oh, it's working.
Copyballer Friday Ghost.
Let's not forget today.
We remember the day Jesus Christ was Christopher.
Oh, and thank you once again there, Eastern Time.
I appreciate it.
All right.
And what is this?
What are you doing?
You goddamn troll terrorists and cyberveremen.
Jesus Christ.
I'm doing a show for you during this goddamn time.
Oh, I'm doing a damn show for you.
Oh, fuck.
What was that?
Nothing.
Oh, yeah, that's right.
I got to do a Saturday Night Troll Show tomorrow.
I forgot about that.
4.20 Saturday Night Troll Show tomorrow.
I'm looking forward to that.
What is this?
Nigger.
Oh, Jesus Christ with these goddamn racist text-to-speech.
We don't need this, all right?
We don't need this.
Happy Good Friday, Ghost.
Hope to see you tomorrow night.
Saturday night show 420 edition because tomorrow is April 20th.
Hope to see Father Ghost later tonight for Easter Confessions.
That's a good idea.
Maybe it would be Father Ghost.
We might just hear him.
Who knows?
You know what I'm saying?
Ghosted column.
Just shut up about stupid garbage like that, man.
All right.
Should we have Father Ghost in the house?
I mean, you know, maybe we should have some capitalist or not just confessions.
Just some regular confessions.
How about that?
Just some old regular confessions.
That's what we need.
You know, just Father Ghost.
Ann Coulter.
Ann Coulter has said she is willing to vote for Bernie.
Let me tell you something.
What did I tell you about that?
She doesn't want open borders.
Unlikely flat board that need to screw Ann Coulter.
What did I tell you folks about that?
Man, dark skin tone, all be black, man, dark skin tone.
What?
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Subscribe to these nuts.
What did I tell you about that flat board that need to screw Ann Coulter?
She is a BS conservative.
She's just out to sell a damn book.
All right.
That's all she is.
Me on the phone with my boss.
Hey, boss, cap.
What the hell does that mean?
No, not another review.
I came here except that the tornado blew everything but when I got in, I yelled, hey, it's blowing out there, so start blowing me.
I was told things like, get out and stop yelling at our children perfect.
I am disgusting when you service me.17.
I'm not kidding around with you people.
All right.
Andrew Hussey.
I have already begun making Homestuck great again.
What?
You have no idea what is coming.
What are you talking about?
Tomorrow, the epilogue will drop.
And after that, fan conventions will once again flood by bullshit.
Are you talking about anybody paint ready to sell their souls to me?
Oh, great.
All right, just shut up.
And here's my boss.
Wait, you rang me.
Have you got something of substance to say?
What are you on about?
Me on the phone with my boss.
Type cap to ban Captain Death.
Shut up about banning Captain Destiny, you freaking goddamn morons.
I'd buy that for a bad.
And oh, here's Captain Autism.
Someone told me.
Oh, that's somebody I missed on a good ball because you're called at a pretty shitty Friday.
Yeah.
To banner.
I know it is.
I can already smell the autism.
Ghost Leads The Ghosts00:15:01
I can already smell the spaghetti.
Yay!
Fucking spaghetti, goddamn fucking emoji!
Shut up!
Let's not start!
God damn it!
Let's not start, you stupid trope bastard!
Damn it!
I told you I smelt the spaghetti out here.
I told you!
Look at what?
What?
They're doing the goddamn spaghetti emojis, man!
Good damn it!
Stick the spaghetti emojis up your ass!
Stick them up your head, you dummy!
Damn, watch this!
Son of a bitch!
I'd buy that for a dollar!
Look at all these spaghetti emojis, for Christ's sake.
Give me a break!
What a way to start a goddamn Happy Baller Passover good fucking Friday, man.
Heartland media, spread this webcast like Notre Dame Fire, or you're a Helen Keller deaf mute.
Yeah, real funny, all right, asshole.
Columbine's basketball team has a bad year.
They lost their best two shooters.
Oh, no!
Come on with those horrible macabre jokes!
That's macabre, man!
Did you watch you, you hakasha?
I'm not watching your anime crap.
All right?
Please stop calling our place of business.
The Esquire Tavern, I would say, shut up.
I never called anybody.
That's a stupid bar anyway.
Spaghetti cap to take Captain Desi and Cuckler into the woodshop.
Come on.
Spaghetti spaghetti.
Why in the hell are you even going there?
Spaghetti, spaghetti, spaghetti.
Why are you even going there, dark mean magician girl?
What is this?
M. Cook Jr., ban all bronies, ban all bronies, ban all bronies, ban all bronies.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Spaghetti plus anime equals ghost.
I'm not an anime lover, you stupid little freaking girl cartoon fetish bastards.
All right?
Never, never.
And here's the scat man.
Hey, ghost, why so upsketti here since spaghetti?
Ghost Harris plus Desi Desi Klebold, that's look, enough of these stupid dumb jokes, man.
All right, for Christ's sake, man, it's a happy baller Passover Good Friday.
Have a little bit of respect out here, you goddamn cyber vermin, troll terrorist bastards.
Have some goddamn respect.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
What now?
What now?
Greetings, human.
I, the great papyrus, have decided to share with you the best spaghetti I have ever made.
Listen, I don't want to talk about spaghetti, man.
That used to be my favorite dish.
That used to be my favorite dish.
Now I'm never going to eat spaghetti again.
What's the difference between Ghostler and Dylan and Eric?
What?
Dylan and Eric actually did something with their lives.
Shove it up your ass, Lieutenant Lufus.
I'm telling you, you all are big with the macabre jokes tonight, huh?
Oh, that's great.
Did you watch Father Peter?
Just suck on my Peter Popper.
How about that?
And whoever for two bucks puts S to spit on ghosts, shove it up your ass.
Type wheelchair if Ghost is in a wheelchair.
Jesus Christ Engineer.
I'm not in a damn wheelchair.
I don't know where you idiots get this from.
I'm not in a damn wheelchair, morons.
Me on the phone with my boss.
Sorry, boss, I can't come in today.
My boss, why?
What is this?
For Christ's sake, what do we got now?
Me on the phone with my boss.
I listened to the ghost show and lost some of my cue points, and now I think I'm retarded to be too retarded to be able to work efficiently.
I've contracted autism.
Spaghetti up your.
All right.
Listen, enough of this autistic screeching that we're seeing on text-to-speech out here for Christ's sake, man.
It's a happy baller Passover Good Friday.
Have some respect, all right?
Your abusive attitude toward our customers are disgusting.
You are no longer welcomed in our establishment.
I don't go to dirty Nelly's anyway.
I don't go to any of these damn bars out here in San Antonio.
You get shot in the face.
All right, I'm not even kidding.
Why don't you go take a look at San Antonio bar shootings and take a look at how many of them they've had within the past six months?
All right.
I'm not even joking.
It's a dangerous city out here.
You can get shot in the face for having a beer and looking at some freaking girls hyne.
You know, you can look at some homeboy or some bad ombre's heina and you know, you get shot.
What is this?
15-big shot in Columbine.
Enjoy the spaghetti baguette.
You're a goddamn baguette.
All right.
You're a goddamn baguette, you stupid fruit ball.
Why don't you stick a baguette right up your goddamn shit funnel, huh?
Probably act as a little bit of toilet paper because you're walking around with a dirty ass.
All right.
And why do I know you're walking around the dirty ass?
I can smell you from over here from the other side of the damn fiber optic network that we call the internet, you son of a bitch.
Oh my God, man.
What a happy baller Passover Good Friday here, man.
And to think that I've got to do a Saturday night troll show tomorrow.
Oh, I can't wait.
Oh, how I cannot wait.
Oh, my fucking God.
And you know what?
I don't even think you people deserve a damn Saturday Night True show if you want my opinion.
What is this, Sensei?
Shut up, ghost.
We are here to talk about anime.
Oh, gosh.
Watch it.
Learn it.
Cosplay anime.
One day you'll be cartoon-fetish girl idiots.
Man, why don't you stop waxing it to cartoon girls?
All right?
And try to go bump a real live one, okay?
They're incels.
All right?
Involuntarily celibates.
All right?
And clean yourself up.
Comb your hair.
All right.
Shave that neckbeard for Christ's sake.
All right.
Get some threads that are worth looking at for Christ's sake.
Remember, when it comes to clothes, it's, you know, you get what you pay for.
All right?
So don't come at me.
Don't come at me because I'm the bad guy because it's showing my manly dominance.
The school was nice and their spaghetti was to die for.
What the hell is that?
But my meal was interrupted by the kids screaming as me and my friend Dessey gunned them down.
Shut up, man.
Enough of the refuse, man.
Dark meme magician girl, go fuck yourself, you skanky little whore.
Ghost would shed her ass with a two by four.
Oh, man, I'm telling you, Dark Me Magician Girl ain't making very many friends.
Good news, ghost.
What?
Dick Mignogna is suing Funimation for defamation.
What?
Speaking of which, what did you think of Dragon Ball Super?
I don't care.
Did you get the Blu-ray?
I don't care about your stupid cartoons, man.
Columbine 13.2?
What the hell does that mean?
What the hell does that mean, for Christ's sake, man?
Fix your media share, you boomer.
Hey, we'll get media share going on here in a minute, all right?
I want you assholes to pipe your asses down, all right?
All right, it's a fucking Bowler Friday.
Time to light up the...
Oh, gee, I'm not going to say that.
I'm not saying that sick damn twisted racist garbage.
All right?
What the hell is this?
Me on the phone of my boss.
Boss, I invested all my cash in corn stocks because ghosts told me to.
I never said that.
Shut up.
All right.
Shut your mouth.
My boss, boss, seriously, I've tried being cool with it up to now, but if you call me with these inappropriate messages, I'm going to have to think about letting you go.
Please consider this a warning.
We will have a meeting about this at my office on Monday.
Oh, that's great.
Yeah, you know what?
You got an idiot boss.
I'll tell you, I would have fired you into the phone.
Sucking ghost stick won't gain you any more brownie points at Cuckoo.
Hey, hey, hey, ho, calm your ass now.
Calm your tits.
All right, Dark Me Magician Girl, calm your tits.
Oh, my God.
What a bunch of pussies.
What is this?
Back in my day, you wanted to insult someone.
You did it to their face.
There was Anna Briskin.
I know Johnny Lawrence.
These geeks hiding behind me.
I know Johnny Large.
What about you?
Cobra Kai never dies, huh?
Cobra Kai never dies.
On Johnny Lawrence?
I would be frustrated, too, when there's so few wheelchair-bound characters to cosplay at.
Shut up about that.
You got Harmon Smith or something.
I'm in a damn wheelchair.
I'm not in a wheelchair.
I'm not in a damn wheelchair.
All right?
Jesus Christ, you blue ball-blowing Cincinnati bow tie receiving rusty trombone playing pieces of crap.
What is this?
If we are going to discuss anime, what's the best arc of the Dragon Ball series?
M, in chat to me, Magic.
This is Ghost into leading ghosts.
If you see you guys are trying to harsh my mellow, it's a happy baller Passover Good Friday.
You know that we're celebrating two holidays this weekend.
You know that we're celebrating the Jewish Passover and we're celebrating the traditional Judeo-Christian Good Friday today and East Star on Sunday.
What is this?
Hey, ghosts, I've been taking my boss, I've been talking to my boss about financial advice you've given me in the past and he's considering letting me go.
But please help buy my corn stocks.
What the hell are you talking about, you idiot?
Corn's actually doing pretty good because President Trump initiated this whole corn ethanol situation back into play so that corn farmers can get paid again.
All right.
So anyway, I don't know what the hell you're talking about.
And listen.
No, this better not be a real refugee.
Please, my president.
I had ground up the Muller Review.
This better not be a real review.
There may not have been collusion, but the lube would allow anal intrusion.
I had my engineer wheel me to the bottom.
Trump's not president, man.
Do not besmirch my name to my president.
Do you understand me?
Do not besmirch my name to my president, baby.
All right.
President Trump is the greatest president in American history.
You understand that?
I'm ride or die with that man.
Do you understand me?
I'm ride or die with that man.
It's just you haters that are hating on me because I'm exuding this manly dominance on the internet.
And you people, you know what you're doing?
I'll tell you what you soy boys are doing right now.
You're putting your tail between your legs.
You're looking at yourself in the mirror, seeing how you'd look as a woman because I'm making each and every one of you my bitches.
All right?
All right, that's right.
You're putting your tail between your legs, looking at yourself, posing in the mirror, seeing how you'd look with a vagina.
What is this?
What has more brains than the Columbine students?
The wall behind them what do school shooting jokes and Columbine victims have in common?
They don't do Columbine students prefer the morning classes.
It's better in the afternoon.
Who's Johnny Lawrence again?
You're not afraid of these losers, are you?
Are you gonna take shit from these losers?
I'm not Johnny.
All right, I'm not Johnny Lawrence.
Okay?
I'm gonna do some Cobra Kai moves.
I'm gonna karate chop them right in the balls.
All right, I'm gonna split their nuts between the head and to the back of their ass.
That's what I'm gonna do.
All right, that's what I'm gonna do.
Anyway, look, I'm tired of having you people trying to besmirch me and trying to make my show look like some kind of a circus sideshow.
I'm tired of this.
What?
The best arc in Dragon Ball is the Android Saga.
That's Chiropractic.
Who cares about your stupid dumb stupid cartoons?
French Cathedral Barbecue for $2, man.
Come on, enough of the Notre Dame stuff.
All right.
Enough.
Look, I'm sick and tired of this.
All right.
It is a damn baller good Passover Friday.
And you know something?
I had myself an artery-clogging triple cheeseburger right before the broadcast.
All right.
I'm talking triple cheeseburger, three meats, two cheeses, bacon.
Do you understand?
Gobble that up for a good Friday, right?
All right?
Because my God doesn't give a shit.
The Columbine High School basketball team hasn't been the same since it lost its two best shooters.
Shut up.
All right.
Shut up with these macabre jokes about Columbine.
I mean, you guys are sick.
You have no soul, all right?
Ghost, prove you won't take our shit.
Oh, yeah?
Prove it isn't about the money.
End the show, but instead of throwing in the white towel, hang yourself up.
Oh, thanks a lot.
Yeah, trying to commit.
They're real funny asshole.
Fleetwood Mac is far better than Pantera.
Oh, shut up.
Are you Fleetwood Mac better than Pantera?
Are you kidding me?
I mean, I'll give you this.
Fleetwood Mac is a pretty decent boomer music, but man, better than Pantera.
I mean, what are you smoking, man?
What are you smoking?
Chat poll, H-dive, or VR-V.
What the hell does that mean?
Is this more code for your stupid cartoon fetish?
Is that what this is?
Here's Nico Angel.
Android 184 gave me the weirdest boner ever.
Yeah, well, you know what?
You should be fucking turned into your Vice Squad out there in your local municipality for Christ's sake.
All right.
Oh, my God.
Who is this?
Communist for cheaper.
I know, I know.
I'm a communist.
Yeah, you're a carrying economy.
So you gotta give me some credit.
Anyway, I'm also tired of my tax dollars going to Israel.
It's ridiculous.
It needs to end now.
Any time to insert your anti-Semitism, huh, communist?
Huh?
Huh?
Any time to insert your anti-Semitism, you racist bastard, okay?
And first of all, I don't appreciate the last show, you son of a bitches in the chat room, and you people in the comment section saying that I'm some kind of a, I don't know, Zog sympathizer, whatever the hell that means.
I don't know what your racism is.
I'm just simply stating, man, you people that hate Jewish folks, you're trying to sit here and blame your pathetic, loser lives on a group of people when all you got to do is look at yourself in the mirror and realize that that son of a bitch that's looking back at you with those beady eyes and that stack of dimes he calls a neck, that's who's making you down.
That's who's putting you down.
That's who's making you have a loser life.
Boy talking about.
I disagree.
I think the Frieza Saga is the best side.
Can you all shut up about?
That stupid cartoon finally became a super Alma Was peak Waifu.
The hell up man, Jesus Christ.
Crunch Roll or Funimation.
All right look, i'm gonna start drinking.
Dude, i'm not, you know.
I mean it's it's.
It's a happy Baller Passover, good friday.
I could see you, son of a bitch.
Troll, terrorists and cyber vermin are trying to harsh my mellow here.
So instead of having you sons of bitches, you know, piss me off and get me all riled up when it should be a good happy, passover friday here, i'm gonna go ahead and start drinking.
All right, that's what i'm gonna do.
That's what i'm gonna do.
Shut Your Goddamn Mouths00:14:16
And whoever the what is this parentheses parentheses, ghost for two dollars.
What is that inferring, huh?
Are you inferring that i'm Jewish?
I'm not Jewish?
All right, I don't.
As a matter of fact, I have nothing against Jewish folks at all.
It's you anti-semitic pricks?
All right, I.
I like Jewish people.
I eat brisket, all right.
I eat bagels all right, I use yarmulkas for coffee filters I, I. What are you talking about, man?
So just shut up, all right, everybody.
Just shut up with your anti-semiticism.
I'm tired of hearing it.
I buy that for a.
What is this notor?
Damn bad, Daryl.
Shut the hell up and don't talk about dime bag, Daryl.
For christ's sake, oh Jesus Christ who, what the hell is this?
Don't oh uh don't don't, be doxing anybody.
Whoever did that.
I'm turning you into the cyber police.
I'm turning you into the oh, fucking beer and damn spaghetti emojis.
For christ's sake, oh god, buy that for a dollar.
Antiques IN Wonderland has some nice wears, but the weird show, stupid review, trying to grab, trying to dox people.
For christ's sake, i'm not joking around.
I know who you are because I backtraced it and i'm gonna get to the goddamn cyber police and consequences will never be the same again.
You understand that consequences will never be the same.
Jesus Christ, where's my where?
I need to get some beer for Christ's sake.
What a funny Valentine.
What do you want?
Trump is a little pussy compared to me.
I walked through a gun.
Shut up, shot multiple times, aged to an old man, electrocuted and twisted into oppression.
What the hell?
That makes you a man?
I don't understand what that.
I don't get it.
I don't get it.
And what is this?
Jokes, jokes, what?
Columbine jokes.
Jesus Christ.
Can't you all just stop with the Columbine macabre jokes, dude?
I mean, I'm not even joking around.
Can you all just stop?
Oh, God, man.
I mean, you know, what's wrong with you people?
What the hell is wrong with you people, man?
And what is it?
Shut up with the goddamn beer and spaghetti emojis.
I'm not fucking telling you assholes again.
You understand that?
I'm not.
Damn it, you son of a bitch.
God, son of a bitch.
Come on.
God damn it.
Shove that crap up your ass, man.
Shove that crap up your ass.
I'm not joking.
Look, assholes, all right?
Enough of the spaghetti emojis, all right?
As I've told you the goddamn last broadcast, spaghetti damn near killed me.
Hey, ghost, why are you getting mad when our daddy's a bad person?
What do you want, communist?
You trying to cover it up?
Niece, try.
You dumb bitch.
What are you talking about?
Start drinking, you little piggy.
All right, you know what's right, you fucking bitch.
All right, suck it, you goddamn card-carrion Tommy, all right?
No, you asshole with the damn spaghetti and damn beer emojis.
For Christ's sake, look, I'm just gonna start drinking.
You all can go shove it up your ass.
All right, you're trying to harsh my mellow.
It's a happy baller Passover Good Friday, and you people are a bunch of pieces of crap, all right?
When you enable media share, don't forget to set the price to crab, crab, crab, $11.
Crab, crab, crab, $11.
Powerless against trolls, crab, crab, crab.
How does ghost manage to lose every episode of the city?
What the hell are you talking about?
I don't even know what you're talking about, dude.
What are you talking about?
Crab, crab, crab.
What has more brains than the Columbine students?
The wall behind them.
Man, can you all stop with the macabre jokes?
This is macabre.
If you're such a capitalist, why'd you support Trump's wasteful big gov subsidization of corn ethanol?
The energy return on energy investment.
Disagree with the beginning, but hey.
Just what I would expect from a bald, brainless.
But hey, you know, let's be honest, I'd rather it go to American farmers than some idiot on the dole spinning on a 40-year-old.
Man, Dark Mean Magician Girl, what a macabre broad you are.
You know, lad, you're a macabre.
Oh my god.
This is terrible.
This is the end of my presidency.
I'm fucked.
Donald Trump 2019 tunnel snakes rule testing.
Talking about how the Mueller report was intended to be a tabloid.
All right, they're a bunch of cloppers, and I don't appreciate it, all right?
And shut up, you idiots in the chat room.
Pantera would never do that.
Pantera would never do that, you sacks of crap.
So stop trying to, you know, spread false lies or whatever the hell, all right?
Bleed the sheep for two bucks.
Yeah, whatever.
I saw what you said about freaking down bagdaro, you piece of crap.
My theme song is Tens by Pantera in the Dragon Ball Z, calling the legendary.
Shut your mouth, man!
Shut up!
Pantera!
Do that!
Pantera wouldn't do that, man!
Christ!
You're all a bunch of goddamn liars, man!
You're a bunch of goddamn liars!
Pantera wouldn't do that!
Pantera wouldn't do that, man.
You shut up!
All right, I'm not letting you idiots harsh my mellows for Christ's sake.
Pantera did it!
Shut up, Nico.
You're a goddamn liar!
Pantera wouldn't do that, man!
They wouldn't.
They wouldn't sell out their hard-ass metal, man.
They wouldn't sell their hard-ass metal to a bunch of fucking cartoon fetish man children.
They wouldn't do that!
They wouldn't do that, man.
They wouldn't do this crap, man.
Pantera versus the SpongeBob.
Listen to me.
I know you mean magicians.
You're trying to meme this into reality or some shit.
I'd like for y'all to stop talking about Pantera, all right?
Right now.
All right?
Right now.
If anyone knows where notorious BIG or the corpse of Jesus Christ is, please notify the Italian mafia so that we can get rid of the Islamic invaders plaguing Europe.
What the hell are you talking about?
Giorno, ghost equals what was that horse?
Ghost equals horse?
Is that what you said?
Buy that for a dollar.
Pantera was in Boku, Nupe.
Listen, shut up, all right?
I don't want to hear about you people trying to infer that Pantera was a part of some goddamn man-child cartoon horse shit.
All right?
I don't want to hear it.
One, one, I don't want to hear it.
All right, because Pantera wouldn't do that.
So just shut your goddamn mouths, all of you, all right?
All of you sons of bitches, and let me drink my beer in peace.
You know, you know what you all did?
Y'all know the latest meme magic?
I don't know if y'all know this, okay?
Now, you know that in 2012, what now, man?
What now?
Mrs. Ghost's intentional poison ended my last spaghetti dinner.
One of the things that I've been doing.
She did potentially poison me, man.
Shut up.
It lurks in the night.
Shut up.
No one is safe from underscore underscore underscore white cards in chat from the middle.
Mrs. Ghost didn't do that on purpose, dude.
So shut up, all right?
I'd buy that.
Shut up.
Pantera in you, you hakashu.
Listen, shut up.
Pantera wouldn't do that.
Shut up.
I'm not saying that, goddamn.
I'm not saying that.
I'm not saying that.
Leave Pantera alone.
Leave Pantera out of this.
Oh, TN Apostle for the $25 bill, baby.
Happy Baller Friday to you there, TN Apostle.
And look at all the hater aid in here.
The Scatman, it's true.
They played the song for Dragon Ball Z. Check it out.
No, no, no.
Justice for Nathan Gale.
S to spit on Dan Baggy.
Shut up.
All right.
Shut your goddamn mouths about this.
I don't want to hear it.
What's your favorite anime?
Minus the Narrow Franciscan.
That's what we need right now.
That's what we need right now.
I like to write a lot of nice stories about incontinence.
I like to write nice stories about ponies and pampas that got incontinent.
That's what we need.
Oh, yeah, that's what we need for Christ's sake.
Leave Pantera Out Of This00:15:28
Oh, my God.
And listen, just enough about Pantera.
Seriously, man.
Let me tell you something.
You know, in 2012, Pansexual Terraformers, real funny, you idiot.
Real funny.
The Sex Pistols is three times better than Pantera.
I like the Sex Pistols, but calm your ass down saying they're better than Pantera, all right?
You know what I'm saying?
And by the way, the Sex Pistols like to claim that they invented punk.
It was actually the Ramones.
Weed bag Daryl.
Listen, I want you all to know what y'all have done.
All right?
Spaghetti Terra.
Look, shut up.
I want to tell you what you mean magicians have done.
Now, you all remember who I supported in the 2012 presidential election.
I'm talking about my man, Herman Sugar Cane, baby.
Herman Sugar Cane.
Hey, engineer.
Since Ghost is doing a show tomorrow, will you be postponing your Saturday show to Sunday?
Sorry, engineer.
That talentless hack seems to be a little bit more.
Shut up, man.
It's my look.
It's the troll show tomorrow.
It has nothing to do with the engineer.
Sit there and shut up.
Now, I would like for y'all to know that the president is considering nominating Herman Sugar Cane as the Federal Reserve Board Chairman, baby.
All right?
My man, Herman Sugar Cane.
And you know what?
That's not the only meme magic that has come to pass.
There is now a drag queen.
Have you heard about this infamous drag queen?
That's calling herself Sugar Cane.
Oh!
And you know, I don't like drag queens, folks.
I don't like drag queens.
All right, Herman Cocaine.
Look, listen to me.
And the reason I don't like drag queens is because it's a besmirchment to transgenders.
All right?
It is a besmirchment to transgenders.
I mean, what are drag queens anyway, folks?
I mean, let's be honest.
They're a bunch of ugly men that put clown makeup on their faces and try to look like an annoying, shocking, disgusting specimen of humanity.
And why and how drag queens have, you know, somehow intermessed with our culture is beyond me.
I mean, I'm not joking.
Have you even taken a look at RuPaul's drag show?
I mean, you've got like overweight men that are out here putting fake prosthetic big tits on, putting tassels on their nipples.
And I mean, I'm not even joking around with their stupid clown faces for Christ's sake.
Well, you know what?
Now there's a drag queen called Sugar Cane.
Huh?
Sugar Cane, for Christ's sake.
I'm telling you, I don't like drag queens or I don't like fat femmes.
I don't like fat femmes either.
Ghost, stop trying to be an SJW.
You're still the racist and homophobic.
Hey, all of you.
Hey, I'm not racist and I'm not homophobic, all right?
I'm not homophobic.
I have nothing against anybody doing what they want here, but I'm sick and tired of drag queens and fat femmes.
You know, that's enough with fat femmes.
We know it's a put-on.
All right.
It's fake.
You're lying.
All right.
You're lying, fatties.
All right.
You're not a little feminine twink, dude.
All right.
You're not like, you know, a boyish trap, even though you're like, oh my God, look at me.
I'm a fat femme.
And the reason I'm a fat femme is because I can talk very feminine.
And, you know, even though I'm a little fat in the ass, I mean, you.
I mean, seriously, folks, I don't believe in fat femmes.
It's a put-on.
It's a put-on.
All right.
And by the way, let's just say you happen to be going that direction.
Let's say you're a homosexual, right?
Do you really want a fat femme to be going up in, for a lack of a better term?
I mean, can you just imagine a fat femme ass, for Christ's sake?
I mean, just imagine the I'm not, I'm not even, can you imagine the amount of taint on the cheeks of the this fat ass for Christ's sake?
It's a fat femme, dude.
It's a fat femme.
I don't believe in fat femmes or drag queens.
Look, I'm not going to go any more into this for Christ's sake.
What is this?
Here, the link that Pantera played for DBZ.
Here's the link for Pantera.
Are you kidding me?
Are you shitting me?
Let me see this.
Ghost the Song Tens by Pantera.
Let me see this.
Let me see this for myself.
All right.
What is this?
What is this?
Hold on just a second.
Oh, shut up.
I don't want to hear your goddamn stupid freaking advertisement for Grammarly.
All right, let me let me see.
What is this?
This is Broly's real theme song.
What is this?
What is this?
No, this isn't anime.
This is just some.
Turn this off.
It's just some stupid idiot that put an anime picture and played this stupid song.
Well, it's not stupid songs.
That's a pretty good song by Pantera.
Tens.
I mean, get out of here.
You're not trolling me with that anime crap.
All right.
You're not trolling me with that crap.
All right.
Give me a break.
I know Pantera wouldn't do that.
And by the way, 10s is a pretty good song, man.
I want to hang for...
Shut up.
Don't even go there.
Don't even go there and don't talk garbage about my man, Herman Sugarcane, baby.
He's going to be the next Federal Reserve chairman, baby.
He's going to be the next Federal Reserve Chairman.
Anyway, Ghost wants fat femmes.
No, I don't, dude.
Are you kidding me?
Even if I went there, that would be the last thing I would want.
All right.
That'd be the last thing I'd want.
Anyway, listen, I'm going to say cheers first and foremost to TN Apostle.
Excuse me.
TN Apostle, thank you very much for the 25.
I want to say cheers to Cuckler.
And I want to say cheers to the inner circle.
All right.
Cheers to you folks out there.
Thank you for chilling with me on a Happy Baller Passover Good Friday.
Once again, the liberals are triggered at the Moeller Report, huh?
Woo!
Cheers, baby.
Cheers.
All right.
All right.
Let me see what we got here.
Everybody's like, I want to go media share.
I want media share.
I want media share.
So let's go ahead.
I mean, where do I turn this damn thing on?
Hold on just a second.
I got to turn it on here.
Where do I turn this damn thing on at?
Where do I turn it on?
I don't even know where I turn it on.
Fat femme Daryl, you asshole.
Fat femme Daryl.
Don't even goddamn go there.
All right.
Don't you even dare.
Don't you even goddamn dare for Christ's sake, man.
Oh, God.
I'm telling you, you guys are pieces of crap, man.
You guys are just straight-up pieces of garbage, and I really don't appreciate it one damn bit anyway.
Hold on, I'm trying to turn this damn media share on here.
Give me a second.
All right?
Give me a second.
And while we're waiting for this, I do want to underscore how the Democrats and liberals are completely triggered because of the Mueller report.
Remember when Robert Mueller was, you know, their best friend?
And oh, you just wait till the Mueller report comes out, and then we're going to shell the connection between Russia and Trump.
Please shut up, Ghost.
We're playing a game here.
Who the hell cares if you're playing a goddamn game?
Just sit there and shut your goddamn mouth.
From Ghost's Belt, one point to Dire Griffin.
Next block.
Shut the hell up, please.
All right?
Just shut your stupid staking holes.
What the hell is it?
Here's the Scatman.
What do you want, Scatman?
What is it, Scatman?
For Christ's sake.
Hold on, what is it?
Here's the link to...
Like, shut up!
Did your wife make you sick by feeding you Templeton intestines?
That's not funny, Mr. Noodle.
And hey, Scatman, you're a liar, Scatman.
You're a goddamn liar.
Happy Baller Good Friday, Ghost.
What is your opinion of Avenged Sevenfold's cover of walk?
Uh, no, that's what I think of it.
No one could cover walk like Pantera and Phil and Selmo with the crunch and riff of Dime Bag Daryl and the beating drums of Vinnie Paul.
Are you kidding me?
You've got to be kidding me, all right?
Jesus Christ.
You know what?
You guys wouldn't know metal if it slapped you upside your fat, neck-bearded faces.
You know that?
You wouldn't know metal.
You wouldn't know music if it slapped you up your fat, goddamn, stupid, neck-bearded faces, man.
You see, now you're making me belch.
Thank you.
All right, that's what we needed.
That was the cherry on top for the baller Passover Good Friday.
It's a nice good belch.
Yeah, thanks a lot, all right?
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Keep trying to deny it, but it's true, ghost.
Just watch.
All right, I'm gonna watch this one.
This is another one, okay?
I'll watch it again.
But the last one you showed me was nothing more than some stupid idiot posting a picture of some enemy and then putting the goddamn TENS Pantera song music bed under it.
What the hell is this?
Hold on just a second.
Hold on, just.
Metallica's album, Load, as a good album.
Change my mind.
Hey, Rosario Nero, are you kidding me?
Metallica's album, Load, was a load of shit.
Are you kidding me?
That's when they sold out.
That's when they sold out.
All right, everybody, let's watch this here real fast.
All right, let's go ahead and throw the PC on there.
All right, y'all see this?
All right, let me throw this over here.
Y'all see this?
All right.
Now, this is supposedly the goddamn, I don't know.
This is supposed to be the Pantera crap on the business.
No way!
No goddamn way!
This is a Monique!
No way!
No way!
Hardtower!
Hardtower wouldn't do that!
No! No! No! No!
Oh my God, turn this off!
Turn it off!
Get this off the screen for Christ's sake!
Are you kidding me?
You better be kidding me!
You've got to be kidding me, man!
Freaking Pantera and a goddamn enemy?
NOOOOO Oh my god, good God, no!
Good God, no!
Oh, God.
Man, this just ruined my goddamn bowler pants over Good Friday, man.
This just ruined it!
No!
Truth Hurts doesn't exist.
Fuck you, Panda.
No, shut up!
That's gotta be a phony, man.
That's gotta be a fake, man.
That's gotta be some kind of a YouTube fanfic-made crap.
No way, man.
No goddamn way.
No, no, no, no, no.
Pantera and SpongeBob.
Look that up to look.
Shut up, man.
All of you people, just shut up.
Alright, you cartoon, fetished, fruity ass bastards, man.
You pansexual Peter Puffers, man.
Oh, you see ghost anime rules.
I go shove it up, your ass.
never watch anime i'll never watch anime i'll never watch anime never Never.
I'll never watch anime for Christ's sake.
You can put a gun to my head.
I'm not watching this crap.
I'm not watching it.
Freaking anime cartoon fetish bastards, man.
Just leave me alone.
All right?
Just shut up and leave me alone.
What kind of a goddamn baller Passover Good Friday is this, man?
Just leave me alone and shut up.
Just shut up, man.
You're my goddamn beer, man.
You know what?
shouldn't even be here.
You people are, look at them.
They're taking so much gratification because there's a Pantera song and they're fruity man child anime horseshit, man.
And I don't appreciate you sons of bitches taking this kind of gratification.
I don't appreciate it, man.
I don't appreciate it one goddamn bit, man.
I can't believe this, man.
I can't believe this, man.
I can't goddamn believe this.
Give me my freaking beer, man.
You know what?
Fuck my beer.
I need a shot.
Give me my goddamn bottle of hooch.
Give me my bottle of hooch, man.
Pantera is doing fucking music, bitch, for fucking man-child anime.
I mean, good God.
Oh, God.
Give me my goddamn bottle of hooch, man.
I'm not even gonna.
I'm not even gonna pour a shot, man.
I'm just gonna shoot it right out of the goddamn bottle, man.
I'm gonna take like a fucking triple shot, man, of this fucking hooch, man.
I can't believe it.
Pantera, man, why, man?
Why?
Why, man?
I'm not reading that page.
I don't give a shit if it confirms it, man.
Just shut your stupid mouth.
All right, you stupid, goddamn cartoon-fetished assholes, you man-children pieces of garbage.
I don't care!
I don't care, man.
How dare you people take gratification in this?
How goddamn dare you, man?
Give me my goddamn cheap bottle of hooch.
Fucking Pantera, man.
Why, man?
Fucking why, Pantera.
God damn it.
Why?
Why?
I buy that for a dollar.
Pantera is played in a lot of anime.
Go look up ghost in a shadow.
Fucking shut up.
I'm not looking up nothing.
I'm not looking up nothing anymore, man.
I'm not looking up nothing.
You're a bunch of goddamn man children, anime punks, and I'd never be friends with you, pricks.
Alright, so you can sit here and say, look, we got Pantera in an anime.
Sell out, Pantera.
Anime Punks And Man Children00:15:37
Yeah, go shove it up, your ass.
All right, you moron.
And what does Jackler want?
What do you want, Jacklin?
I apologize for this.
He will not shut up.
The thoughts that people take ghosts seriously is why can't I sleep at night?
Well, you know what?
Go shut yourself off, Jackler.
All right.
All right, moron.
There's a lot of people that take me seriously.
Thanks for playing.
All right.
And I'm not a man that's made to be made to look ridiculous.
I'll tell you that right now.
What is this?
What is this?
Let's wake him up and ask what are you talking about?
Shea-Man Capitalist.
Happy Baller Friday.
I'll vouch for a ghost body pillow right now.
A fucking ghost body pillow, are you?
You sick bastard.
Ghost about to off himself so you just screw up in hell.
Man, shut up.
Don't talk about Dime Bag Daryl that way, bleed the sheep.
Don't talk that way about Dime Bag Daryl.
All right, at least Nickelback never sold out to cartoons.
Shut up.
Who gives a crap about broke back, broke dick, Nickelback?
All right, nobody cares.
All right, so everybody just sit there and shut up.
I don't appreciate you.
Look at them.
They're taking gratification to this in the goddamn chat room.
Look at them.
They're so happy that Pantera used their music for fucking anime.
This man child horse crap, man.
And then we got J-Man Capitalist and sneakiest chameleon over here donating 25 because they want a goddamn ghost body pillow.
Man, why don't you take about 10 steps away from my freaking butt crack with that fruity talk, boy?
Do you understand that?
Oh, God.
Give me my goddamn freaking hooch.
Give me my hooch.
Aesthetic, shut up.
Aesthetic, nobody asked you, you fruity punk.
Shut up.
Just shut up.
Give me my goddamn drink.
Oh, my God.
I'm trying to get drunk and I'm trying to get drunk fast.
I cannot believe you people ruin Pantera for me because there's Pantera songs and man-child anime music and cartoons.
Good God.
You boast about how you love people's freedom in the U.S.
But the moment anime or furries come up, you suddenly wish for it to be censored.
No, I don't wish for it to be censored.
No, you got it all wrong.
I just think you should be bullied around or something.
You should be spit on.
All right?
You should be slapped around by somebody who can bring you into adulthood.
All right, it's about time for you assholes to grow up.
Not censoring you all.
I just think there needs to be a couple of Chads around to slap you all back into reality.
All right.
That's what we need.
All right.
We need a Chad Revolution.
All right.
We need a Chad Revolution so we can start slapping anime and brony people around.
All right.
That's what we need.
All right.
Where are the Chads?
Where are the Chads with the big schlongs and the big balls?
That's what we need for Christ's sake.
I mean, what do we need?
Anime and furry people continuously trying to corrupt your children?
Huh?
Is that what we want, huh?
Huh?
Jesus Christ.
You people are a bunch of sick bastards.
All right.
I'm not even kidding around.
You're a bunch of sick bastards.
All right.
What is this?
Ghost wants to control you.
What the hell are you talking about?
I want to control.
How would I?
I don't control anything, man.
You people want me dead!
You people troll about wanting me dead!
How in the hell am I going to control this pack of troll terrorists, man?
You think that I actually have that in my mind?
Oh, ghost wants to control.
I can't control these freak shows.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Press B so Ghost sells ghost body pillows.
Are you kidding?
I will never sell a body pillow for Christ's sake, man.
Never, man.
I'm tired of hearing about anime and man children who jerk off.
I agree.
To all of those who are watching this shit in your mom's basement, go shove it up your ass.
I'm sure these unwashed virgins smell even worse than you when you soil your wheelchair.
Shove it up your ass, anime for baguettes.
But these damn man children need to grow up for Christ's sake.
That's why I'm calling on chads.
All right.
If you got a little brother.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Media share, you fucking.
Hey.
You all shut your mouth!
I was just about to get to MediaShare until you sons of bitches had to rub it in my face that Pantera sold out and decided to give their goddamn music rights to a bunch of man-children cartoon fetish pieces of anime shit.
All right?
So don't sit here and say, we want MediaShare now.
We want this.
We want that.
Hey, look at what you've done to me on this damn baller Passover Good Friday.
Look at what you've goddamn done to me, man.
Media share, please, daddy.
I'm not your daddy, all right?
I'm not your daddy.
Don't go there, all right?
And what is this, Scatman?
You're right.
Ghost would never sell his body pillows, and personally, I don't want one anyway.
Yeah.
Besides, we all know that the engineer's body pillows.
Oh, shut the hell up, Scatman, all right?
Shut up.
Buy that for a dollar.
Chad's lick.
Yeah, you know what?
Shut your mouth, all right?
Shut your mouth.
We got a pack of Chads running up on you, little fruit bowls.
You'd be scared crapless.
You wouldn't even sputter out a sentence fragment.
All right, if you had big buck Chads with big long slongs come up, yeah, you wouldn't even know what to say, boy.
You wouldn't know what to say.
Anime ruined ghost's life?
No, it didn't.
All right, it ruined my fondness for Pantera a little bit.
I'll tell you that right goddamn now.
I'll tell you that right goddamn now.
I'll tell you that right now.
And you idiots in the chat room and you people in the Texas speech have the audacity to sit over here and demand from me MediaShare after what you've done to me.
Pantera was my favorite metal band, dude.
It was the epitome of metal, all right?
And then what happened?
Oh, they sold out and I guess put their music under goddamn Fruit Bowl Anime Man-Child horse crap.
Oh, God, man.
What a horrible day today.
You know, I'm glad I had a cheeseburger today, right?
It's Good Friday.
You're not supposed to have beef.
I had meat.
I had a bloody goddamn burger.
All right?
Anime made Pantera cool?
Oh, fucking shut up.
All right, shut your stupid mouth, all right?
Google search stats reveal that the song Hellfire from the movie Hunchback of Notre Dame was on a rise three hours before the fire in Paris.
What?
Meme magic is real and it's coming after you.
Don't go there, all right?
We've seen enough meme magic as it relates to this show.
I don't want to see.
I mean, look, stop, man.
Stop trying to meme magic my teeth falling out.
Stop meme magicking me fucking dying or, you know, having a heart attack or, you know, going out like Willie Lump Lump or whatever the hell you people are trying to do.
That's enough.
All right.
And let me tell you something.
You fucking scumbags out there that are listening.
You're lucky if I even come back tomorrow for a damn Saturday Night Troll show.
All right, maybe I should just, you know, not even show up.
And then what, huh?
Then what?
Oh, well, we're going to do a troll war, ghost.
You're doing it now.
You're doing it fucking now for Christ's sake, man.
You're doing it now.
Christ.
I'm tired of this, man.
I'm so tired of this, man.
Give me my freaking beer, man.
You know what?
I'm not even joking around.
You guys are lucky you're not in my vicinity.
We're not in a bar room.
We're not in a party session.
Because, man, I would layeth the smacketh down on each and every one of you that are out here flapping your fat Cheeto stained fingers on the keyboard and text chat trying to say, heha, look at this.
Huh, ghost luck.
We got Pantera in anime videos.
And look at it.
You know what?
I don't even get this shit.
I don't even want to fucking do the goddamn broadcast anymore, man.
I don't even want to do this goddamn fucking broadcast anymore.
I'm giving you fucking people my heart.
I'm giving you fucking people my soul, man.
I'm tired, man.
I'm tired of this crap, man.
I'm tired of this crap.
And hey, don't threaten me in the chat room.
I see you fucking scumbags in the chat room trying to threaten me.
Don't threaten me, you sweaty sock-sucking anal object aficionado having gender-fluid fondling pieces of whacking your little pecker shaft of tribal nudity pieces of perverted crap.
Don't you dare try to threaten me.
I don't respond well to threats.
All right, I don't respond well to threats.
Anime is for real, man.
Yeah, sure.
I'm so sure.
Huh?
I'm so sure for Christ's sake.
Man, beer pig ghost.
Those guys from Pantera have to pay the bills and families to provide.
Work is work.
Cash is king.
Easier to sell music to someone who's buying rather than touring and lugging equipment all around.
Hey, hey, man, beer pig, I would almost say okay to that, but most of the band is dead.
Most of the band is fucking dead.
So it ain't, you know, look, I don't want to talk about this.
I do understand.
I just, I mean, fucking enemy, man.
Fucking enemy.
Clever screen name, end it, you pussy.
You don't think I'll end this crap, man?
You don't think I'll end this son of a bitch and just say the hell with a damn Saturday night troll show tomorrow?
I mean, you want to test me?
You want to test me?
Huh?
What is this, Lieutenant Lupus?
Ghost, how can you be mad at Pantera for making a capitalist move by putting their music in DBC?
Just shut up, all right?
Oh, yes.
I'm so lucky I don't have to poke a stick through your wheelchair spokes and watch you.
Shut up, Nico.
You know what, Nico?
You're a son of a bitch, man.
You know that, Nico?
You're an especial son of a bitch.
I'll tell you right now, if you were in front of me, I'd stomp your teeth so far down your throat, you'd be able to chew your own dirty asshole.
So just shut up.
Most of Pantera is dead.
I wonder whose problem that is.
Shut up, all right?
They're dead because they were true rock stars, all right?
All right, dime bag.
They're dead because they're fucking rock and rollers, dude.
That's why, all right?
They're freaking rocking rollers.
So just sit there and shut up.
Give me my freaking beer, man.
God damn it.
I need some more beer.
I need some more beer.
And shut up in the chat room.
Don't tempt me.
Don't tempt me to end this broadcast because I'll do it.
I'll goddamn do it.
Give me some more beer for Christ's sake.
I need more beer.
Give me some more goddamn beer for Christ's sake, man.
Oh, god, you're pissing me off.
You sons of bitches.
Today, it's a damn baller Passover Good Friday.
Have a little bit of respect, man.
Have a little bit of respect.
I mean, aren't y'all supposed to be religious today?
It doesn't matter what kind of religion, you know, Jewish, freaking Christian, Catholic.
Aren't y'all supposed to be like, you know, kind of given today?
You're supposed to be, I don't know, living for the lard or something.
Aren't you supposed to be living for the lard?
Jesus Christ, man.
Oh, my God.
All right, look.
What now?
What now?
Just shut up.
I present logical argument and you just bitch out.
No wonder no one wants to be on your show because you haven't.
Shut up, Lieutenant Lupus.
All right.
Respect for media share.
Oh, what?
Now you're making demands?
Huh?
Now, all of a sudden, I'm supposed to believe you.
I'm supposed to believe you, people.
I think you're getting a little too worked up about it.
No, you don't have a Dragon Ball Z playlist.
Oh, Jim on Spotify.
They do good music in those movies.
Let me tell you something.
Hey, aesthetic.
Don't talk to me about anime.
Don't talk to me about anime.
Shut up and don't talk to me about anime.
All right.
What is this?
Thoughts on Kanye's Sunday Coachilla?
I'm hyped.
Get this hipster asshole out of here, Coachilla.
Get your hipster ass out of here.
Orange 12 back of your neck looks like a pack of hot dogs.
Yeah, whatever, you idiot.
We're giving you a hard time.
Yeah, you're giving me a hard time, all right?
And look, I want to go back to aesthetics saying that I'm getting a little too worked up about this.
This is not right.
This is blasphemy for Christ's sake when I hear that Pantera gave their music to be played on Man Child Anime.
All right.
Hey, let me tell you something.
I would never be friends with you, pricks that are out here watching anime and you're over the age of 18 years old.
You need a bitch slap and you need one fast.
All right.
I'm not even joking around, man.
If I was your daddy, I would bitch slap you to do.
Never mind, for Christ's sake.
What is this?
Templeton spaghetti.
Blasphemous bastard.
You said lard, not lore.
Hey, asshole.
I mean, aren't you supposed to be like living for the lard right now?
Jesus Christ.
And who is this?
Ethan Ralph?
Is this the real Ethan Ralph, the little 5'3 ⁇ , 300-pounder that laughs like this?
Hey, it's Brooke!
Baby, what's up?
Happy Father Friday.
Ignore the haters.
The true loyal capitalists know who you are.
Big props.
Thank you.
420 is tomorrow, and best believe I'm gonna blaze on some Charlie Sherbet hybrid, baby.
Shout out, BN King, Cuckler, Aesthetic, and you and the engineer.
Hey, thank you very much for Brooke.
And look at all the haters in the chat room for Brooke, baby.
It's not for man children.
It is.
Anime is for man children.
Your pieces, you're, you know, I'm not even joking, man.
I would never be a friend of anybody who watches anime.
I'm not even joking around.
I would spit on you.
I'd be like, what?
You fucking man child?
I'd spit in your face.
I'm not even kidding around.
I'd probably even give you a slap.
I'm not kidding.
I'm not kidding.
Living for the butter.
All right, guys.
Just shut up.
All right.
I want to say cheers to Brooke for the $25 dono, baby.
Cheers to Brooke.
And, you know, I don't know what aesthetics problem is.
I don't know what these people that with their anti-I don't get it with you fucking man children in this anime, dude.
I don't get it.
I don't get it, man.
You guys are sick.
You all know that there's something wrong with your head when you're out here looking at cartoons and being like, no, I like Broly.
You know, he's so strong when he comes out and just shut your mouth.
Jesus Christ, man.
Anti-Aesthetics Problem Explained00:14:55
Give me a goddamn break.
Give me my freaking beer.
Have some beer and spaghetti on me.
Cheers.
Whoever did donated this 25 bucks, you're a son of a bitch.
All right?
Enough of the cocky spaghetti and beer emojis, man.
Spaghetti damn near killed me.
Don't you understand that?
This is not funny.
Shut up in the chat room.
That $25 spaghetti and beer emoji, that ain't funny, man.
You all shut up in the chat room, or I'm getting out of here.
I'm getting the hell out of here.
I'm not even joking around, man.
You people, how dare you?
How dare you?
All right?
The truth.
You say you won't be friends with anyone who watches Anime Yet BN King hosts Anime and Sai Tu.
All right, just shut up, all right?
And hey, Ethan Ralph, can you go buzz off, butter cheeks?
All right, get out of here.
And I know, fucking asshole with the fucking spaghetti and beer.
Damn it!
Son of a bitch!
Ah!
Son of a bitch!
I've had enough!
I've had enough!
I've had enough, man.
I mean, come on, man.
I mean, why don't you just give me a fucking break, man?
Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
I'd buy that for a spaghetti.
Oh, my God.
All right, let's take a look at Twitter.
We have Dark Snake.
Shut up, Harvard.
Shack yourself off, Jack.
Shut your mouth.
We also have Xander the Squid Savage.
This is my show.
It's the ghost show.
Captain Autism.
Chatroom shadows.
It's the ghost.
Why?
Why, man?
Why?
Why am I even here?
Why am I even here on a Baller Passover Good Friday, man?
It's a holiday today.
I bet most of you sons of bitches had today off.
I mean, I just...
God damn it, man.
Come on, man.
Just give me a break, please, man.
Please, just give me a tamp break.
Oh, my God.
I can't get drunk fucking fast enough.
I can't get fucking drunk fast enough, you freaking anal object aficionado, fucking bastard.
Cheers, Brooke, also ghost.
Don't let them fuckers get you down.
Hey, man, thank you, Cuckler.
I'm trying not to.
I'm trying not to, for Christ's sake.
Why so angry today, ghost?
Smile, be happy, have some spaghetti.
Shut up about the spaghetti, man.
I'm telling you, the autism is contagious this evening, man.
The autism is contagious this evening.
Jesus Christ, man.
I thought we were going to have a good show, episode 45, man.
It's a baller Passover Good Friday, man.
And what is this?
Media share or troll war?
Are you threatening me?
I don't think you realize, you numb nuts.
I don't respond well to threats.
Do you understand that?
Ghost, I was gonna call in, but I dropped my phone in the tub, so I'm stuck with TTS.
No, not.
Why don't you jump in the tub with me and help me find it?
Oh my.
Oh, that better not be the real tub guy.
Oh my.
Everything out of that fucking idiot's mouth.
Oh my.
Oh my.
And let me tell you, don't fucking threaten me with a troll war.
I don't respond well to threats.
I don't respond well to threats.
You see, the more you threaten me, I'm not going to do what you tell me to do.
You understand?
Nobody tells me what to do.
You understand that?
Nobody tells me what to do.
Nobody.
Nobody.
Nobody tells me what to do.
All right.
Nobody tells me what to do.
I do what I want to do.
All right.
I do what I want.
All right, because I'm an independent man.
All right.
It's the pet Mexican.
Hey, Ghost, I want to give a shout out to my best friend, the Decline Nut Thruster, and he wanted me to relay a message to you.
He said he bought Ben Shapiro's book, The Right Side of History, and wanted your thoughts on that.
Talk shit to him about it for me.
Are you kidding me?
Ben Shapiro isn't, you know, every time he talks, he sounds like a disgruntled autist.
It's like, hi, I'm Ben Shapiro.
No, I know what I'm talking about because I'm Ben Shapiro and I'm wearing a coffee filter on my head.
So you have to listen to me.
And I know better because I'm Ben Shapiro.
I hate Ben Shapiro, man.
Ben Shapiro is the biggest joke.
And anybody who listens to him is an idiot.
All right.
He's a complete moron.
I'm Ben Shapiro and I sound like a goddamn disgruntled autist.
And this is how I get.
And look, here's my coffee filter.
And Ove, Oyve, Oi Vay, Ovay.
And some people are saying that his sister's hot.
I mean, what do you want to do?
You want a 69er and have her nose up your funnel?
Never mind.
Never mind, for Christ's sake.
You sure hate autist ghosts?
No, I don't.
They're a thorn on my ass.
These autists are a thorn on my ass, for Christ's sake, man.
I'm not joking.
You're doing 69 with Ben Shapiro's sister.
You know, her goddamn nose is going to be your shit funnel, man.
I don't know.
Maybe some of you like that.
You know, maybe, maybe some of you like that little ass-tickling butt play or whatever it is.
I don't know.
You know, I could tell, you know, some of the times when we were talking about surprise, butt sex.
I knew some of you people were about that.
I know some of you people were about that, life.
Phil and Selimo, what the hell does that mean?
What the hell does that mean for Christ's sake?
And by the way, are the knockers on Ben Shapiro's sister real or did she buy them?
I mean, those are pretty big knockers for her demographic.
I'm just asking.
All right.
I'm just asking.
Give me my goddamn beer.
They're real?
Are they real for really?
They're real?
Wow.
And, you know, I guess, you know, good for her.
You know, she got some good knockers from somewhere.
I don't know if she got them.
Must be all that matzah she's eating, huh?
Yeah, maybe that's the ticket.
You know, don't let the bread rise.
Eat the matzah.
Big tits, you know?
Why do you hate your life?
I don't hate my life.
What are you talking about?
What are you talking about?
I don't hate my life.
I'm a capitalist, baby.
I know what you're talking.
I love my life.
All right.
It's my life.
Don't you forget.
Caught in the crowd.
It never ends.
It's my life.
I buy that for a dollar.
So waifu, no make spaghetti, bowling Friday.
What the hell does that mean?
First of all, you're an idiot if you're doing the waifu thing, all right?
Heroin addict ghost.
I'm not fucking shut up.
I'm not a fucking heroin addict, man.
All right.
And what is this?
Ralph retort?
All right.
I laugh just fine.
Even though I sound like I've got lard stuck in my throat, people still listen.
And they're sympathetic to my fat, jelly ass.
Well, that's good, Ralph.
I'm very proud of you.
You just always seem so mad.
Oh, yeah?
Have you taken a look at the people that listen to my goddamn broadcast, huh?
Have you taken a look at the people, the troll terrorists, the cyber vermin that listen to my broadcast?
I've got people that listen to me that want me dead.
They want me fucking dead for Christ's sake, man.
And I'm supposed to be happy about this, huh?
I'm supposed to be happy about this.
I'm supposed to be like, you know, heel kicking?
Huh?
Am I supposed to be skipping to my loo because of this crap?
Jesus Christ, give me my freaking beer.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Patrice O'Neil, heaven is boring today.
Can we have media share?
Patrico, Neil, don't go there about Patriceo, Neil, man.
Media share, you son of a bitch.
Don't tell me what to do.
You understand me?
Nobody, and I mean nobody tells me what to do, you scumbags.
All right, I don't, I don't, I don't, you know, you rosebud asshole, having seat sniffing, pickled prick, phallic, fluffing, belch-breathing.
You're an okay curator-loving, pedophile, priest-probing, socialist, slonghead, sucking scumbags.
Get Trump to legalize steroids to have the incels get laid.
Steroids ain't gonna get these incels laid.
Are you kidding me?
All right, they're not gonna get these incels laid.
You know what's gonna get these incels laid?
Trimming their neckbeards, taking a shower, cleaning themselves up, brushing their teeth, combing their hair, you know, getting some decent threads.
All right, that's what'll get them laid.
But of course, all these slovenly, disgusting incels believe that they deserve like some hot Instagram thought just because they exist.
Now, give me a goddamn break.
What is this?
What will you play for us tomorrow night?
I want you to have fun.
Forget the haters.
Also, shout outs to Patrice.
I don't.
Do you think I'm going to have fun tomorrow on the Saturday night?
I'm not going to have any fun.
This isn't fun.
My name may be Macho, but ghost, I will eat your taco because that's what I do and I do it well.
You will be cucked by the taco that is also macho.
I will rape your dog while you watch and get off in the corner.
Who literally donates this guy?
What is this?
My audience is better.
Go watch the Ralph Retort.
Oh, yeah.
Your audience is better, yet you're paying $5 to advertise on my show.
I'm not being interviewed by you, you 5'3, 300-pound piece of crap.
You used to be a leftist.
You used to be a fucking leftist.
All right?
So shut up.
I mean, that's how you fucking laugh every time.
Used to be a goddamn leftist, dude.
All right, now all of a sudden, you're like, hey, I'm on the right wing now, dude.
Yeah.
Jesus Christ.
I can only imagine what your fat ass smells like.
You know what I mean?
I'm sure, you know, if you're riding around in the car and this guy's in the passenger seat, your whole goddamn car is going to smell like a pack of bacon.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
What is this?
Tiger Uppercut, a friendly medic.
Keem Scare.
Dire Griffith.
Jack Lurker.
You can smack yourself off with these goddamn shout-outs that you're giving.
All right.
This is my goddamn show.
Larry Blackberry, Rick Hoover, Moomin for President, and happy birthday to Bond Dayton.
Oh, it's Bond Dayton's birthday.
Well, you know what?
Hopefully, next year you're not around.
How do you like that, Bond Dayton?
I see the kind of crap you talk about me in the chat room, you piece of crap.
All right, I've seen, and in the comment section of my goddamn videos, too.
All right, your pants are torn on channel four with a dirty whore who's going to give you a pos holy.
Well, that's what you get, Bond Dayton.
All right, now, look, I'm thinking now about opening MediaShare, but give me a little bit of time because I'm still trying to calm down because I thought this was going to be a better show.
I thought you people were going to be in a religious spirit.
You know, it's a baller Passover Good Friday.
I thought you sons of bitches were, you know, going to be down with the lard or something and, you know, be kindness and have some kind of, you know, virtuousness.
And hey, shut up in the chat room.
Don't tell me to hurry up.
Don't tell me nothing.
The more you idiots talk to me about it, the longer I'm taking.
All right.
Your boomer humor sucks.
Yeah.
All right.
That's why you're listening.
All right.
That's why you're listening, trying to count the bacon bitch out of my shit funnel.
That's what you're doing.
All right.
That's what you're doing.
Jesus Christ.
Give me my freaking beer.
I'm telling you, man, appeasing you trolls is like putting your finger in a leaky dike, you know, to try to solve an over flooding problem.
I'm not even kidding around.
I mean, I don't understand why I even negotiate with you trolls.
I don't even understand why I'm even going and negotiating.
It never works.
You know, it's always go back on your goddamn word.
It pisses me off.
You know?
So I need some more fucking beer, man.
All right.
Give me some more beer.
I need some more beer, man.
Give me my goddamn beer for Christ's sake.
Jesus Christ.
And I want you people to shut up in the chat room.
I'll get to MediaShare when I get to it.
Huh?
All right.
Just sit there and shut your mouths.
You people are in no position to be demanding anything from me after how you've treated me since I've come back this past Monday after damn near dying from food poisoning because of spaghetti.
And do I get any compassion from you people?
Absolutely not.
So that's why I'm trying to get drunk and I'm trying to get drunk fast because I'm tired of sitting here taking all this garbage from you people.
All right.
I can't believe it.
You people, you people should be kissing my ass.
You know that?
You people should be kissing my ass.
But instead, what are you doing?
You're trolling me, man.
You're making my show look like a mockery.
I mean, do you understand, folks, that I used to be somebody in this whole internet broadcasting career of mine?
11-year broadcasting career.
I used to be listened to by hundreds of thousands.
Making My Show A Mockery00:11:20
What?
What now?
I wonder if Ghost ever has sex with his wife with the same tenderness he shows his dog after hours when they are alone together.
Buy the taco that is macho will make tender love to his dog than maybe his wife after all what it is.
Shut the fuck up, the macho taco.
Shut up.
And what is this, Jack?
GO JACK YOURSELF OFF, JACKLER!
Try to have some fun tomorrow, Ghost.
I know it won't be easy.
And hey, Jackler and Captain Autism.
Screw off with your piss-poor trolling.
What the hell are you talking about?
Later, Ghost.
Oh, this is the fake jackler.
Oh, this is the fake jackler.
All right.
Well, you know, yeah, the fake jackler.
We get it.
All right.
Let me take one more sip of this beer.
Spread it around like wildfire.
We're turning on media share here in about five minutes.
All right, we're turning on media share here in about five minutes.
And you're lucky that I'm doing this.
You're lucky I'm not even ending the broadcast after what you've done to me today.
Do you understand that?
I'm talking to all you people that are listening to the sound of my voice.
I'm a fucking mockery on the internet broadcasting career scene.
You know that I'm a mockery.
Nobody wants to interview, be interviewed on my show.
You want to know why?
Because of you!
Because of all of you, give me my goddamn freaking drink.
All right.
Let me go ahead.
I mean, what is this?
Buy that for a dollar.
Ghost should have died at Spagetesburg.
Can you just shut the hell up?
All right.
Please just shut the hell up.
All right.
All right.
And hey, everybody in the chat room, shut up about Ice Poseidon.
All right.
CX is dead.
It's over.
And this son of a bitch killed it because he was scared shitless.
All right.
And tell them I said that while you're at it.
All right.
CX is dead.
It's over, dude.
As a matter of fact, for those folks on the CX network, all right, come talk to Ghost.
All right, baby.
All right, you want it?
You want to get you want to get known?
You want to get hundreds of thousands of people watching you every goddamn stream?
Come on down here.
All right.
Come on over here to Ghost.
All right.
Ghost is going to hook up a network, baby.
All right.
And it's going to be a network bigger and better than CX.
You want to know why?
Because you may think you're stronger, but my nuts hang much longer.
Much longer and longer.
Amen.
Yeah.
All right.
All right.
Now, let me go ahead and take a swig of this beer.
And everybody shut up in the chat room.
The more you people besmirch me, all right?
The more you people that are out here making fun of me and trying to make me look like a goddamn mockery, the longer I'm going to hesitate to turn on media share.
All right.
So sit there and shut up.
What is this?
CX never forgetty.
Yeah, real funny with the spaghetti and meatball fucking dumbass emoji.
All right.
I'm sick of that crap.
All right.
I'm sick of that crap.
Jesus Christ.
I mean, I've created a monster, man.
All right.
I mean, I've created a monster with you people.
All right.
I've created a fucking monster, man.
I'm not even joking.
You cuckhold connoisseur, enema bag cleaning, sphincter-fingering, trans-testicle turn burglars, man.
Buy that for a dollar.
I'm not even joking.
Fuck your 11 years, you cuck.
11 years wasted.
Just for you.
Your wife is a fat cunt.
11 years.
Go fuck a horse and rip your rectum and die.
Oh, thanks a lot.
You see, these are the kind of people that are listening to me, folks.
You see this?
And you think that I'm happy to do this broadcast when I have this type of demographic listening?
Huh?
I'm supposed to be happy.
What's your opinion of Candace Owens, aka Miss Red Pill Black?
I like Candace Owens.
All right.
I like Candace Owens.
She's out there making black people triggered because she's talking sense.
You know, they're calling her Miss Uncle Tom over here because, you know, she's talking some sense.
She's articulate.
She's educated.
Isn't that funny?
I mean, don't black folks think that there's something wrong with that picture if you talk articulate and educated that you're an uncle Tom or, you know, that you're anti-black or something.
What kind of logic is this?
What kind of logic is that?
What's your figures trap fucking?
Just shut up.
All right.
Just shut your mouth.
All right.
God, man.
I can't believe I'm here on a goddamn baller Passover Good Friday, man.
I can't believe that I'm here.
I should have taken the day off, but you know what?
felt compassion for you people because i'm like well ghost you know you took all last week off and you know you want to make sure that you know you give the people what they want and i'm that's what i get for having compassion for you people You know, that's what I get for having compassion for you goddamn sons of bitches, man.
You have no compassion, no compassion for the 11-year broadcasting career that I've done.
Pleb?
Are you calling me a pleb, you asshole?
You're the pleb.
All right.
And you're, you're a normie, too.
You're a pleb and a normie, all right?
Jesus Christ.
Give me my freaking beer.
All right.
All right.
What is this?
Passover ghost for not?
Shut the hell up.
All right.
I should have won the 2011-2012 Shorty Awards, but they just completely eliminated the category of best radio hosts because yours truly won it.
And they didn't want to acknowledge this dangerous man over here.
I'm a dangerous internet character.
Can you believe that?
I'm a dangerous internet man, huh?
Can you believe that?
I'm a part of the redacted parts of the Mueller report, for Christ's sake.
As a matter of fact, I'm going to talk about their Mueller report on the Saturday Night Troll Show.
Do you know that they defined a troll in the Robert Mueller report?
Did you all know about this?
They defined the troll.
Can you believe that?
Oh, Jesus Christ.
I'm belching now.
All right.
I'm belching now.
All right.
Let's just go ahead.
And I guess, since I'm here on episode 45 on a baller Passover Good Friday, I guess we'll go ahead and turn on media share.
Oh, media shares on now.
All right, Mela.
I could only imagine.
I can only imagine what the hell's going to happen.
I could only goddamn imagine.
All right, so go ahead.
Media shares on now.
You can go ahead, yay, spaghetti, all night long.
All right, you can go, yay, spaghetti, yay, yay, all night long.
Jesus Christ, I can't believe I'm even here.
I can't believe I'm even here for an episode 45.
And the reason I'm here is because I'm having compassion for you people because I took the whole week off last week.
What is this?
Coming in at number 10, this little diddy is by an up-and-coming person who calls himself Pepper Coyote.
What the hell are you talking about?
This is the case you can see.
You need, cause there is no cock like horse cock.
Send your asshole into shock.
You need horse cock, of course cock.
Grab the loose and slime.
My shaft is quivering.
My ball's turning.
I think I'm drinking in a footstock.
And who does this?
This is communist.
This is communist for Trump.
Are you kidding me?
This is Panteron, SpongeBob.
Panteron SpongeBob shit.
God damn it.
God damn it, Communist for Trump.
Are you joking?
I can't believe Pantera did this!
I can't believe it, man!
Oh my god, and who is this?
Who is it?
Oh my god, Beavis and Butthead.
Real funny.
That's real funny, man.
Is that what you all think of me?
I'm some Beavis and Butthead aspirant or something.
All right, let's go to the next one.
The next one is Jamie Wilmanson.
What the hell do you got, Jamie?
What do you got, Jamie?
Wouldn't be a show without enough of this enemy crap!
Are you joking?
Didn't you once say that the truck doski was fabricated by four campfoles?
Isn't it funny out of the three years nobody in mostday media has figured them out?
I know, Lucifer.
I know that, man.
Thanks for the 25, Lucifer.
Get this crap out of here for me.
This one is by Dark Meme Magician Girl right now.
Spaghetti.
And nobody has to win it too.
What the hell?
What is this Dark Meme Magician girl?
Are you a spaghetti song?
Mom spaghetti.
It won't be inside.
I can see if you love the snagging.
What is this?
Spaghetti.
Don't believe right now, Louis.
Here's Meme Magician.
Man, enough of the Pantera, dude.
Enough of the Pantera.
That's not funny, man.
That's not funny.
I love this song, too.
I love this damn song.
THAT THIS WERE STRONGER THAN ALL!
STRONGER THAN ALL!
And this is...
What is this?
Oh man, this is, this is macabre, dude.
Who did this?
Who did this?
Hey, Ghost, remember me?
I hope you enjoyed my educational video.
Here's another video you will get a bono to.
What is this?
What is this await snack bar stuff that I'm listening to?
What is this?
Oh, my God.
is by mojo i'm sorry for this ear ring man I'm sorry!
Is This Gay Anime Shit00:02:44
I'm just kidding!
No!
I'm not going to be here!
Hold on!
Oh, my God, for Christ's sake.
This is Mojo.
What is this?
Cody.
Oh, my.
Oh, my God.
Is this anime?
Is this some gay anime?
Oh, my God.
Why, you asshole?
Why are you showing me this shit?
Why are you showing me this sick gay anime crap?
Oh, my God.
Yo, what do we have here?
Oh, the huge spaces pulling up to the bottom.
No.
What are those?
G-G-A-S-O dot X-X-X A huge space crap filled with niggas?
What?
Fuck.
Are you kidding me?
I'm coming to ruin the cock.
Oh, my God.
Here's Dr. Knockers.
Need a dispenser here.
A dispenser here, need a dispenser here, need a dispenser here, need This is Obama Bin Biden,
Obama been behind this shit man!
Don't stop touching the chill.
Oh, my God, you're never going to be shit.
I'm not Morgan Smith, damn, your track record is bad.
I'm getting worse.
This is Jamie Wilson.
What in God's name are you doing?
Back up, you crazy bitch.
Please give me a huggy wuggies.
What the fuck are you saying?
What kind of sick crap is this, man?
They've got the stakes.
Got nowhere to find them.
What is this?
X3.
What's this?
Oh, no, this is your boat.
What's happening?
Disgusting.
Here's Ghost shit himself.
Catheter patience on Medicare.
I'm a professional cowboy, and I use catheters.
Been cowboying for 25 years.
Goddamn catheter.
Man, this is a bad mistake, man.
I'm not even joking.
I knew this was a bad mistake.
Ear Rape Ready To Happen00:10:55
I know I shouldn't be doing that.
Especially when I cat.
Now, I use these two nearly painless catheters for medical.
They hurt less compared to the old ones.
These ain't nothing less.
Here's how it works.
I don't want to know how it works.
I've got a friend in me.
I've got a friend in me.
What the hell is this?
He's kind of large and got a shiny head, and it feels really nice and my tight wheel and man.
I can't believe it.
Just stop your cry.
I'm not even doing this.
I've got a friend in me.
Oh, my God.
This one's by Mama Luigi.
Anime...
Can you shut this up your ass?
Ghost Can't Walk requested this one.
You made me love you.
I didn't want to do it.
I didn't want to do it.
What is this?
Hi, I'm Tom Cruise and Van Drupal Hoverouts.
I can't say what I'm saying.
I guarantee you, you'll love what you can do when you're hovering.
I love getting out of my house again.
Boy, it's a lot of fun.
All right.
Because it did not cost me one penny.
I'm amazed at the people who said they love it.
I'm not spaghettic.
This is Edgewell.
Today's defensive start.
It's called Spaghetti.
He's weak on Spaghetti.
His vomit on his sweater.
Spaghetti.
Mom Spaghetti.
He's nervous.
Listen M&M Spaghetti song.
Are you kidding me?
Good God.
He wrote down the whole crowd.
Go spaghetti here.
Good God.
Spaghetti won't come out.
He's choking how.
Eminem spaghetti.
Spaghetti's for now.
Time's not over.
Smash back to spaghetti.
Oh, that goes spaghetti.
Oh, that goes spaghetti.
He's so mad, but he won't give up spaghetti.
No, he won't have to be.
What is this?
Guys, what's the one problem right now?
It's not going to be around the 27th.
What is this?
I am so glad you mentioned it.
Even though I banged your grandma three times before she died, we're just gonna kill him.
Are you kidding me?
Sam High?
We're just gonna kill him.
Sam High did a TED talk data.
God, I don't get Sam High, dude.
I don't get it.
I don't get it.
I think Brooke.
Is this Brooke?
I think this Brooke might have been there.
What is this?
What is this?
Somebody playing something with their farts?
And then they farting a song?
This is by Anno.
It's called spaghetti.
Jesus Christ with the spaghetti saw by this asshole, Eminem.
All right, enough.
He looks cold.
Enough of this goddamn spaghetti saw by Eminem for heaven's sake.
A spaghetti won't come out.
He soaks your ass, man.
Everybody gets damn near now, man.
Snap that soap spaghetti.
Oh, the gold spaghetti.
And look, here's more from our sponsor.
What is this?
For ghosts.
Are y'all doing this anime shit to piss me off?
Because I'm telling you, y'all keep this up.
I'm naming this broadcast, man.
Y'all keep this crap up.
I'm just going to end this broadcast.
I'm not going to sit here and continue to broadcast a bunch of anime points.
Shout out to the inner circle and to you and the engineer.
Hey, thanks, Anno.
Here's a classic one for you.
This is by the way.
You might want to get a caravan in case of another spaghetti incident.
Can you show this MM spaghetti thong straight up your ass?
That's oh my god with this stupid spaghetti saw man spaghetti.
Shut the fuck off!
But on a surface he looks cold spaghetti to drop comments.
I got food points in my spaghetti asshole.
I got food points in my spaghetti.
The spaghetti won't come out.
This one's my comic.
Isn't already bad enough by itself.
Now you motherfuckers are getting into the little something called traps.
What?
Basically, it's a dude that dresses like a chick, has a dick, and you say it isn't gay.
Well, I'm here to tell you, fucking gay!
If I walked up to you right fucking now, this guy's obviously going off on traps.
That would be gay.
It's no different.
Traps are gay.
Traps are a little bit different.
Just because they dress like a chick don't mean they are a chick.
They got a dick, and it's gay.
I have a dick.
Don't say the dick makes it cuter.
Because that doesn't make it cure.
That makes it even gayer.
That makes you gay.
We get it, dude.
And you send me pictures of them with their little skirts lifted and they're fucking nutshells.
Hanging out.
I'm not gay like you.
Stop sending me enemy pictures.
We're sending me traps.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Here's Ghost Shits' wheelchair.
What is this?
What is this?
More anime crap?
What is this trap?
Oh, no.
Are you kidding me, no?
The enemy with Trump in it.
I'm going to piss off with this crap.
Emergency Albin did this.
What is this?
Emergency Albin.
Oh, no, don't do that, man.
No!
Don't do that!
Don't don't do that, dude.
Seriously, that's gross.
That's just, I don't even want to be reminded.
I don't even want to be reminded, man.
Ugh, you freaking brat hog.
All right, man.
The next one is.
I'm not saying it's by some freaking racist name.
I'm not saying it.
Oh, Jesus.
This is an ear rape, folks.
Get ready.
This is an ear rape.
This is an ear rape ready to happen.
Everybody, get ready.
Oh, my God.
All right, we get it.
We get it.
All right, ear rape.
This is by Brooke.
This is not the real book.
Did the real Brooke request this?
Did the real Brooke actually travel is this, man?
He was dueling traps or something.
I mean, what the hell am I listening to?
And why am I listening to it?
Oh, my God.
All right.
I got him not.
I don't know for this horseshoe fetish girl crap.
Oh, my God.
All right.
Here's the next one is Evan Angelin Unit 01.
Whatever that is.
Tech cunt.
Tech cunt here.
Okay, cunt.
You cunt.
Fucking hot.
Cunt.
Oh, it's the same picture of a cough posted every time, and we say fucking cunt.
Fuck you.
What kind of a four-eyed dumb goofus is this saying this?
Bowser is it?
Cunt.
Bowser is this.
Stupid cunt.
Cunt.
Hurt me.
Cunt.
You can't do it.
I know your family hates you, but mine still loves when they come.
Oh, I'm not.
Is this Anything's Reviews?
Anything's Reviews is an idiot.
I'm getting tired of this goddamn enemy crap, man.
I'm not even joking around.
I'm getting so tired of this enemy shit.
And all of you in the chat room that are taking gratification, just go shove it up your ass.
Here's somebody named Chica.
I wanna fuck you in the ass.
What the hell is this?
This is a song?
Are you kidding me?
Man, you guys are crazy.
I mean, come on.
You know, this is coming out of the closet for you guys.
I'm not joking.
Here's Minnesota Vikings.
They requested this.
What is this?
No, wait a minute.
Who is this?
Wait, hold on.
Hello, everyone.
Wait a minute.
Wait, hold on.
What is this?
My doors have been shot.
That's because you have clothes on there.
Maybe move it.
Maybe eat my ass.
What?
Hey, we're back.
Welcome back to me.
A couple of dumb fruity broads.
If you watch my other videos, this is Kaylee.
We did a vlog together.
Oh, God.
That's right.
Yay, will you come down on me?
Won't you go down under and kiss my ass?
I think Captain Autism did.
The Vikings' disruptive stunners!
The Vikings, dude, seriously.
The Vikings.
That's Linebacker.
Number 52.
Churn Greenway.
This is Takari's Ghost.
What the hell is this?
This stupid crab song, you fucking crabs!
What is this crab song?
Anyway, can somebody explain this to me?
What this goddamn crab song is about?
Fucking crabs!
Hey, this is a crab earring, by the way.
What is this?
Salieron de San Isidro.
What?
What the hell is this?
Hey!
Hey, speak English!
The Stupid Crab Song00:02:43
Alright, do Nintendo Puto?
Learn how to speak English That's enough What is this?
What have I favored?
CX in the chat.
No, no, CX in the goddamn chat, man.
CX is dead.
It's over.
CX is dead.
Do you understand me?
It's over.
It's over.
It's finished.
It's a friend.
Hello, it's just me, a friend.
It's over.
I work from home, but it's over It's over
I'm telling you, you deserve a bitch slap.
You deserve a damn bitch slap.
What?
D-pants are protective pants you wear under your trousers to capture and contain your uncontrollable diarrhea.
Just squirt away right now.
Who did this?
Almost never runs away through the tight elastic.
Who the hell?
Oh my god, this is disgusting!
Who the hell did this, man?
M my D-Pants.
Pants!
4-73, raise your feet.
Screw Mr. Fork and Cookie, man!
Screw Mr. Fork and Cookie, man!
Man, man, man!
Is this boat?
This sounds like a roadway, Miss.
Oh, my God.
Jesus Christ, they internet!
I mean, you're not looking at fucking shoes.
Take shelter.
Come on, man.
What the heck?
What kind of an acid trip mortgage is this?
It's cool, just cool.
Get into the mouth.
This is an ugly man that I'm looking at.
That's not a good idea.
It's cool.
Whoever knows this is a jidiot.
This is stupid.
Shut up.
Good job.
Acid Trip Mortgage Madness00:03:32
I'm not even.
Motherfucking lying.
Motherfucker, you want to hop over me every fucking second?
Or did you speak over YouTube?
You piece of shit out.
Is that Ralph?
I'll just be buying it.
Is that Ralph from the Ralph retort?
You fucking cock!
Don't kill yourself!
You fucking piece of motherfucking state!
We can just holler over each other!
You fucking dick!
No!
Stupid dumb idiot.
Get out of here and go eat something.
I know you're hungry, Ralph.
I know you're hungry.
eat something somebody made a song out of some freaking shooter game This is like a shooter game, and they made like a fucking beat out of it.
What the hell is this?
I mean, some of you got way too much time on your hands, man.
Oh, no!
Oh, no!
I'd buy that for a while.
What the hell are you doing?
Why are you showing me a testicle surgery?
Oh yeah!
Oh god!
Oh no!
Oh!
That's disgusting, man!
Take that off my screen!
The penis is normal, but there's no skin remaining.
Oh my god!
We got it for you!
Follow that up with a fucking catheter for years.
I've been using one kind of catheter, and I never knew that there were other things.
Why don't you feed me, father?
I'm gonna have to stop this man.
If I had not tried the samples from Liberator, I found the perfect catheter.
Are you joking me?
More anime!
Shit, man!
More goddamn anime, man!
I'm sick of tarry, you cartoon girl, fetish bastard, man!
I'll never be friends with you, pricks, alright?
No matter how much you shove this down my throat!
It's Friday, man.
What a damn Friday, for Christ's sake.
And what is this?
You know, whoever requested something, it says that it's not playable in my region.
Jesus Christ.
Hey, did you ever want to hold a terry fold?
I got one right here.
Grab my terry flap.
Squeeze it.
Grab it, squeeze, and tug on my terry flap.
Hey, I want to take you to a terry fold dance.
Wanna come with me?
You can grab my floppy folds.
Squeeze them tight.
Man, I mean, seriously, I'm serious.
I'm not joking.
How do you know this?
Hey, everybody.
I'm looking at gay porno.
Hey, everybody.
I'm Jesus.
Hey, everybody.
I'm looking at gay porno.
Gay porno!
Gay porno!
Gay porn!
Gay porn!
Gay porno!
Hey, everybody!
I'm looking at Gay Porno!
Hey, everybody!
I'm looking at Gay Porno!
Looking At Gay Porno00:02:50
Hey, everybody!
That's great!
We're proud of you!
We're very proud that you're looking at Gay Porner!
What the hell?
More anime!
Fucking more anime shit!
More anime garbage!
Oh, God.
I'm not even joking, man.
I'm gonna end this broadcast.
I mean, is this all that listens to me?
A bunch of cartoon fetish girl fucking bastards?
Is this it?
Oh, my God.
What?
I WANNA GO! Indeed! NET! HA!
Oh man, you guys are sick, dude.
Satsuki You- You guys are fucking sick.
Why do you even know these damn clips exist?
Why?
Why do you even know that these clips exist?
Hold on, this is Richard Spencer singing the pes mode?
It's just, it's Richard Spencer at a karaoke bar singing to Bestow.
I knew this bastard was a threat.
He's wearing a white...
Oh, my God.
What a frugal bastard, Richard Spitzer.
You're a frugal bastard.
Freaking Richard Spencer follows.
They make me feel so good, am I what?
What the hell is this man?
What kind of shit crap?
I'm not joking dude, I'm gonna end this broadcast.
Man, this is disgusting.
You guys are a bunch of perverts, man.
You people are a bunch of perverts man bastards, man.
Tipping points just one day after the Muller report was released and the left has already moved the goalposts on Trump and Russia.
Yeah, you're damn right.
Break down the brand new obstruction narrative from the Democrats tonight.
Plus, we'll show you, all the times in the past two years the left has lied about Trump Russia, coalition.
Yep, the left has lied.
It's time for uh, Adam Shit to sorry, discuss that.
Nine o'clock Eastern.
Hey, thank you there, Liz Wheeler, you know she's.
She sounds like she knows what she's talking about.
What the hell is this?
Left Lies About Trump Russia00:15:20
Oh no, I don't even want another anime or something.
What is this?
Why do you all know that these things exist?
Oh, my god, what the hell why?
What's up with the breathing?
What's up with a sick ass breathing.
Oh oh oh, my god.
No oh, my god.
I'm not even describing what I just saw.
What the hell is this?
Are we getting some more Tejano music?
Mama la chocho.
Ya está cerrada.
Con chupla mi huevo con mi chorizo.
All right, speak English.
18 naked cowboys in the shower at Sam Ronch.
What big, hot fucking cocks waiting to be able to be fucked into this damn broadcast?
All right, that's the last need to be listening on their knees wanting to suck cowboy cocksam.
All right, just admit it.
Uh remember Evan, sucking down you, never mind, I'm gonna go in there.
the michael rosen rat
why would you do more fucking anime making Can you, can you shut up with this anime crap man?
I've had enough man.
I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS ANIMY SHIT, MAN!
Oh my god...
And now we got anime dogs?
is that it?
Now we got anime dogs.
Now we got anime dogs.
Stupid f- Hollywood is run by Jude.
It's owned by June.
Hold on, who did this?
Who the hell did this?
Who did this anti-Semitic shit?
Who did this anti-Semitic shit?
How dare you, man?
Oh, God.
How goddamn bearing that is?
Anti-Semitic Bastards.
This is Usher mixed with Pantara.
The fuck Lauren Berby's investigating Usher mixed with Pancara?
I'll make one job to the kids with a fiat.
Good God.
You know what?
Oh my god, man.
It just never ends.
You suck, that's less good.
I'm so sorry.
Stop, you sick sons of bitches, man.
You all are a bunch of six-sems bitches.
Let's kill yourself.
Are you saying that to me?
You should really kill yourself.
Are you requesting this stupid media for me?
You're telling me to kill myself?
How dare you, man?
What kind of sick bastards are you, man?
What kind of soulless brisks are you?
Women with dicks and weak men.
Oh, my God, dude.
Hi there.
I'm Karen from FabGrandma.com.
And I'll be able to do it.
Fabgrandma.com.
Incontinence panties.
When I was asked to review incontinence panties.
Incontinence panties.
Why would I want to hear a review about incontinence panties?
It was something that I wanted to do.
Oh, come on.
Then I got the panties.
This is a cute session, man.
Oh, God.
What is this?
Freaking Undertale assholes, huh?
Freaking that stupid, dumb anime goddamn game, Undertale.
Man, I've had enough.
I'm sick.
I've had some.
I've had enough of this, man.
I've had enough of all this media shareholders shit, man.
I'm not even sure.
Fucking shit.
Hey!
Shove that Oklahoma sooner shit up your ass.
All right?
Screw Oklahoma sooners, boy.
This is longhorns, baby.
Longhorns, and you can stick your longhorns straight up your ass because we beat the shit out of OU.
We make OU eat shit.
You know it, and I know it, and everybody knows it.
Stupid ass fucking boomer mutant.
Get the fucking sooners out of here.
What is this?
What do you got there, Peter?
Rice cakes?
Never had one.
I mean, can barely hear this video?
I'd buy that for you.
What the hell?
What the hell kind of earrings of?
What the hell?
What the hell is this?
Alright, ah, Jesus Christ.
More fucking anime assholes!
More enemy?
Do you want me to end this show?
Do you want me to end the show?
That's a secret.
Yeah, yeah, yum yum dim sum, you stupid dumb enemy prick.
Oh, that's a secret.
Hold on, noise in yo.
I know that.
Shut up.
Freaking cross.
You're about to make me trip, little children here, it's perversion!
Who the fuck writes this perversion?
And how do you sick bricks know about it?
How do you sick sons of bitches know about this, man?
Man, I'm gonna end this show, man.
I'm not even kidding, man.
I'm gonna end this show, man.
I'm gonna end this freaking show.
I mean, are you listening to this?
I mean, are you both listening to this crap, man?
Never-ending goddamn enemy, man.
Over and over and over and over again, man.
I'm sick of this brick.
I'm so sick of it.
I'm so sick of it, man.
Oh, fucking righteous fucking nigger, Alex, is doing this shit.
I swear to fucking God, I'm gonna yo.
Everybody type in the chat, Alex is a stupid nigger.
He's turning out, Keemstar.
Alright?
Fuck him.
Fuck him.
I take shits bigger than you.
Nigger, nigger.
I take shits bigger than you, Keemstar.
What the hell is this?
Oh, no, man.
Don't do this ear rape.
Don't do the no more ear rape, please, man.
Freaking ear rate bastards, man.
What are y'all trying to do?
Y'all trying to do some kind of covert operation?
What is that?
CIA crap?
Hey, Lois!
I'm going to say the N-word.
You can't say the N-word.
Totally, Lois.
This is racism, man.
Come on, man.
Come on.
And what the hell is this?
I mean, I've had about enough of this GODDAMN ANIME SHIT, YOU FUCKIN' UGH!
Son of a bitch.
Do some dumbass enemy ass.
Son of a bitch.
Shove your goddamn enemy straight up your man tiled ass!
Your man children!
Goddamn man children, man.
What is this?
Halo?
How does it say halo?
Hot halo going on, huh?
Huh, some of you gamers, you get you feeling a little funny in the pants now that you got a little halo music going on?
You're feeling funny in the pants?
I can't believe I'm even doing this, man.
I can't believe I'm even doing this.
Oh, here's this racism.
I don't condone this racism, folks.
I don't condone it, man.
Oh, my God.
I don't even know why I'm here.
I don't even know why I'm here, dude.
I'm not even joking around.
Get this crap off!
This boogie!
Is this that fat ass with the fucking fake teeth, boogie?
I mean, you know, there is no god that this guy's still alive.
I'm not even sure.
That there is no god because boogie is still alive.
I'm not even sure.
I'm sick of boogie.
I hate this stupid fat piece of crazy.
He makes me sick.
Donations are too expensive for some.
Oh, man, is this another ear rape?
Is this another ear rape, assholes?
Hey, ghosts, Buster here just changing about joining the IC in the near future.
Let me know if that sounds good to you and your people.
Harry Puck, the ear rape, the goddamn original man.
Cheers to all the capitalists in this bitch.
Hey, thanks, Bonster.
Thanks, Bonster.
I appreciate it, man.
Who requested this?
Who requested Texas AM crap?
AM ain't nothing.
AM couldn't spit shine the Longhorns boots, boy.
You understand that?
Man, you couldn't spit shine in the Longhorn's boots, boy.
Oh, God.
This is Timothy Frog speaking to you from the planet Kusbanian.
There's a hush in the air.
This is the traditional time of Terminator and creatures.
We're waiting now for the male Kusbanian creature to make the first move.
What?
Oh, my God.
Who did this?
Maybe him now.
Who the hell did this?
Who the hell did the Muppets?
Now that is the wonk wonk signal to the female creature.
Let's see if she makes the traditional response.
I mean, shut this stupid crap up, please, man.
Give me my drink.
Yeah, that is the traditional response to the warrant wonk.
Oh, there she is.
And what do you know what I'm doing here?
Your ritual begins.
What am I doing here, man?
Watch as the male makes the first one.
Alright, that's true.
That's enough, for Christ's sake.
What is this?
Man, I told you, assholes, don't be reminding me of being fucking naive.
From Pantera Springs, don't remind me of me at fucking nab.
God damn it, man.
God damn it.
I'm going to end this broadcast, man.
I'm not even kidding around, man.
I'm not even kidding around.
Hey, everyone.
It's little Lollycat here, and I'm here to talk to you about my urine diapers because I have Jenkins.
Who is this?
As in 24-7.
Not last year, 24-7.
I will do another video basically to explain why.
But for this one, basically, some people have asked about it.
I don't want to know why you're wearing diapers, you stupid.
What cycles are you in the futile, stupid slut bag?
Today we have here a dead moose.
Oh my God.
Oh, my God.
You know what?
I remember who did this.
I remember you, this sick son of a bitch that did this that's eating maggots.
I remember you.
I remember you're a sick son of a bitch.
Oh my god.
True delicacy.
This guy's eating maggots.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Oh, my God, dude.
This is just Elliot's gifts.
Why aren't you wearing your diarrhea frame?
My what?
The syncho diarrhea frame.
The diarrhea frame.
The diarrhea frame.
Let me show you how it works.
The diarrhea framed it into the rectum using the mechanical steel pulp.
Then the diarrhea frame is released.
Diarrhea for good.
Just like a beaver dam does.
Oh my god.
And when you're ready to evacuate the ground with the ball.
Alright, look, everybody stop going.
I'm getting disgusted.
I'm getting disgusted by what you people...
Time to take a piss.
What?
I mean, come on, man!
I'm taking a picture.
I mean, seriously, come on.
This is gross, man.
That's what you're supposed to do.
I might do it fucking later.
No, I'm a motherfucking anime.
I'm almost threw up in my mouth a little bit, Mary.
Let me go.
Freak Bowl Music Circus00:16:11
What the hell is this?
This is ELO.
Don't bring me down.
No kidding.
Huh?
Listen to this one.
Don't bring me down.
You understand me, trolls?
Don't bring me down.
Alright, you're lucky I'm even here doing a broadcast where you want to preach to Prince.
Don't bring me down.
Don't bring me down.
What is this?
What is this?
What is this crap?
Nigga, man.
No, Come on.
Come on, man.
Nigga, Oh, my God.
And what's next?
Wait, what is next?
What is this?
Squirrel X's gay cousin?
You requested this!
Who's the goddamn sly son of a bitch that requested this?
Screw you, whoever requested this.
Trying to make Pantera look like a piece of trash.
Shove it up, your ass, whoever requested this.
PANTERA FOREVER This stupid hard ice beside it.
Don't be promoting CX or Ice decided on my broadcast.
Do you understand?
Fuck you, Pat.
I think the dumb on this makes me sick and his CX network is dead, it's over, do you understand me?
There is no more CX.
What? What the hell is this?
Suck up a peepee, suck up a peepee, suck up a peepee, ha, ha!
What the hell?
Turinguita!
BEEP!
Suckin' up a BEEP! Suckin' up a BEEP!
What is this crap?
What is this?
What is this?
You want me in the moonlight?
Is this a bunch of Asians that have the round eye surgery that are trying to do popular culture or trying to do some kind of pop music?
I'm not joking, I'm looking at Asian women that got the round eye surgery.
Then this, Krimpus, show your loved one you really care with the Cinco pasta bear.
What?
The Cinco Pasta Bear is a hole of stuck twice filled to the brim with fresh Italian-style pasta.
Simply boil the bear overnight.
No problem with that.
Man, I'm tired of it.
Boiling helps ensure that all parasites and spaghetti dad here killed me!
Then dry out your Krimpus bear with it.
Oh, God.
More enemy men, more goddamn enemies?
YOU GODDAMN PARTOON GIRLFAST!
Shut this stupid crap up, man!
Oh, God.
I wanted a little more ear-rake crap.
I've got these homers in my head.
I've had enough of this ear-rake, dude.
I've had enough of the ear-rake!
I've had enough of the enemy!
I've had enough of this bullshit!
I've had enough!
Jesus Christ, man.
And whoever requested this, screw you, man!
This day of Pantera Spongebob shit!
Whoever requested this, if you were in front of my face, I would smack your goddamn nose and concave your goddamn face for doing this, man.
I can't believe Pantera did that!
I can't believe Pantera did that, man!
Fucking crap, man!
Like being slim, yeah, fucking ear and old niggas.
I don't know.
Fucking niggers!
Niggers!
I DON'T KEDONE THIS LAKES CIZZORAY!
I DON'T KEDONE THIS!
I don't condone this!
I do not condone this!
I don't condone this!
Disposable panties made me feel so old.
What?
And I was embarrassed to be wearing them.
Wherever panties make me feel young.
Wherever panties washable and protected.
Secret is wherever it's triple woven glad, which traps the grid and creates a protection.
I don't want to know that women are pissing in their panties.
Trapping witness, giving you all day protection.
Call and go on right now.
And I think that's what we need.
Some brony crap, huh?
Oh, yeah, yeah.
some stupid My Little Pony garbage!
Imagination, magical creation You're a bunch of sick fucking clopping bastards!
You're a bunch of sick clopping bastards, man!
Like magic.
It's enchantment.
You can make me wine.
And whoever requested this, man, shove it up your ass.
Stop trying to make Pantara look like a bunch of 80s hairband punks.
All right, goddamn you guys, man.
God damn you to hell.
I need some more beer for Christ's sake.
I need more beer, man.
Is he still hanging out?
I need some more beer, man.
What the hell is this?
This is a video of a bunch of anime tips.
Why are you showing me this?
Why are you showing me a video of anime tips?
You guys have a lot of fucking problems.
You know that?
You fucking cartoons out of strips.
You got a lot of fucking problems.
What is this?
Oh, no.
Oh, great.
Now you're turning my show into a circus sideshow.
Is this what you're doing now, huh?
Huh?
Is that what you're doing?
Turning my show into some kind of a circus ass sideshow.
Real funny.
Real funny ass boy.
Give me my goddamn beer.
I need my goddamn beer.
I'm here.
I'm an explorer.
I'm a human.
Not Alex Jones.
Man, I'm not going to.
Jesus fucking Christ, man.
I'm animated.
I'm alive.
My heart's big.
It's got hot blood going through it.
Oh, my God.
Alex, get off.
Get out of here.
Get out of here, Alex.
This is a good idea.
Alright, go and search the fuck.
Supermail vitality in your penis.
This is what I am.
I'd buy that first.
Jesus Christ.
That little boy in drag.
Good God, Engineer.
I'm in a wheelchair.
412 radio graffiti.
What is this?
You know, sometimes I look at those knickers, and I imagine.
I never said that!
Look at that knicker right there.
Look at that knicker.
Probably just flew in from Chicago.
That's a goddamn splice.
I never said that.
I just imagined, you know, the last city that Knickers was in.
I never said that.
You know that's a splice.
Everybody that's listening knows that's a spice.
And whoever did that splice.
Shove it up, your ass.
I'm not a racist.
What the hell is this?
All right, well, this is the last media share, and I'm turning it off.
This is the last media share, and I'm turning it off.
I'm not a racist, guys.
Don't listen to that.
That was a splice, that last damn media share.
It was a splice, and everybody liked it.
All right, look.
That was the last goddamn meeting.
Oh, clip.
Got one more.
I guess they never opened this.
You got boyfriend.
You did hit or miss remix with Donald Trump.
You did that stupid hitter mix.
God damn it.
Hit or miss.
Ah, damn it.
God damn it, man.
What the hell is this?
Order of the San Francisco.
Ha!
Hashtag Outer Circle.
Howdy, I'm Ghost Demidon.
What the hell is this Demidon bullshit?
Is this the Dimidone crap that you've been talking about?
Dimsdale, Dimidol.
All right, we get it, all right?
All right?
CX is dead.
CX is dead.
Where do we go now?
What the hell is this?
Nostalgia attack M-O-C-H-E-R.
Oh, my God.
Get this crap out of here.
I am your host.
Oh, now we're going back in time now.
Now we're going back in time.
The man they call host.
That's pretty cool.
Now we're going way back, baby.
We're going way back in time.
Stop it.
Stop requesting media shares, please.
Just stop it.
I want to end this crap already.
I want to end this crap.
Oh, my God.
A bunch of anime women in panties.
I'm looking at enemies, women, and panties.
You guys are sick.
You know what?
You guys are a bunch of pervers.
You guys are a bunch of pervers, man.
You guys are a bunch of goddamn.
Stop donating media shares.
Stop it, man.
Stop donating media shares, man.
I'm an Alabama nigga now.
No, man.
I don't condone this racism, folks.
I don't condone the racism.
I don't condone this crap at all, man.
I won't arrive on it.
Oh, my God.
All right, this should be the last one.
I'm turning it off.
This should be the last goddamn media share, and we're turning it off.
Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
All right, look, I think that's about it.
All right, no, I'm.
What kind of a circus sideshow of a media share session was that?
All right.
I mean, seriously, man, if it wasn't anime crap, it was perversion.
Or if it wasn't that, it was you assholes trying to rub it in my face that Pantera has their music on anime and SpongeBob cartoons.
Real fucking fresh.
Real funny assholes.
Real goddamn funny.
I've been here for two and a half hours on a baller Passover Good Friday, hoping that I was going to have a decent goddamn show.
And of course, no, I know.
That's great.
That's just great.
All right, look, nobody, I think we're done with the media shares.
I think everybody has been done with them.
I'm going to close it here in about two minutes.
All right.
I'm going to close media share in two minutes and hopefully we can get on with the broadcast.
What is this?
Pause ghost?
Pause ghost?
What the hell do you want?
What is this?
What the hell did you just request?
What is this sick crap?
There's a girl playing with herself.
Why are you showing me this?
Oh.
Why are you showing me this?
Oh my God, dude.
This is.
I mean, I'm not even kidding.
What if it is this?
Just get this fucking Freak Bowl music out of here.
Oh, my God.
All right, listen.
I can't believe that I give you guys the opportunity to do media share, and this is what you do.
This is the kind of crap you do, man.
So look, I'm turning the media requests off.
It is off.
They are now off.
Media request is now off.
Thank God.
Thank God for Christ's sake, man.
Thanks for playing my epic song.
RIP Me.
R.I.P. Yeah, yeah.
You know what?
You'll suck your pee-pee.
Have some tokens.
Have some tokens?
What the hell are you talking about, man?
Have some tokens.
What is this?
Hold on just a second.
Hold on.
You people, media share is over.
Okay, there is no more media share.
All right.
I mean, I'm done with this crap.
I can't believe that I even turned it on for you, sons of bitches, for you to besmirch my show like this, man.
My show is now a fucking circus sideshow.
I keep telling you, sons of bitches, that's why nobody wants to be interviewed by me on my broadcast.
All right?
That's why nobody wants to be interviewed by me on my broadcast because of you.
Because of all of you, scumbags.
And look, everybody, why don't you turn it back on, ghost?
Turn it back on.
Huh?
Mr. Murray, bring back MediaShare.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Well, you know what?
I'll bring it back in a second.
I got to smoke weed.
I got to do something, dude.
I mean, that was the most uncomfortable time.
Every time I do media share, dude, it's the most uncomfortable shit I can imagine.
By the taco that is Macho will tell you to play GG Allen as God also at his 420 seconds.
What do you know about GG Allen, huh?
Don't let me put an anime mouse.
What do you know about GG Allen?
Nobody Wants My Interview00:14:40
Let's be honest.
Not even you can tell them apart.
You pleb.
Also, you said the N-word, you racist.
I didn't say the N-word, you idiot.
That was a fucking splice.
That wasn't me.
All right?
That was a goddamn splice and it wasn't me.
And that's what these people like to do.
That's what these trolls that listen to my show like to do.
They like to take my voice, like to splice it, or they prank call with it, or whatever the hell they do, man.
I just, I can't believe that these are the people that listen to me, man.
What kind of fans are you, dude?
What kind of fans are you?
I mean, I got people that listen to me that want me fucking dead, man.
They want me freaking dead.
So you know what?
You all just sit there and shut your goddamn pie holes for Christ's sake.
All right?
It's a baller Passover Good Friday.
And let me tell you, this should be a holiday for me.
I shouldn't even be here broadcasting.
You know, I should have taken the day off.
But you know what?
I had compassion for you idiots.
And it's because I took the whole week off last week because I was stricken with food poisoning because of some bad spaghetti.
And you know what?
I don't know why I feel any kind of compassion.
I don't know why I feel sorry for you people, man.
It's like I feel obligated that I got to do a goddamn show for you scumbags.
God damn it, man.
I'm telling you, man.
You refugee pubic hair inspecting pieces of cauliflower cock-loving, zombie cooch-licking, foreskin, muzzle-loving, milky-licking pieces of trash.
All right, give me my beer.
And look, I gave you idiots media share and you're still threatening me.
You're still threatening me in the chat room.
I gave you trolls media share and you're still threatening me.
You're, oh, you better turn it on or there's a troll war.
Or you better turn it on or we're going to do a dislike squad on your, on your video.
You see, there's no use negotiating with you people.
If you're going to treat me this way, then I won't come for fucking Saturday Night Troll Show.
How you like that?
Huh?
How you like that?
Here, take a whiff of that too.
Take a whiff of that.
Nasty chicken grease, corn oil, and cream beef, bitch.
Take a whiff.
I'm not even kidding, man.
All right.
I'm not even.
You people aren't.
You're not going to do this to me.
You're not threatening me.
I don't respond well to threats.
You understand?
Who in the hell do you internet punks think you are that you think you can threaten me?
All right.
I'm not even joking.
You know what?
You people are disliking this video.
Why the hell should I even stay on here?
If this is how you scumbags are going to treat me, huh?
Why the hell should I even come back on here if you're going to dislike mob my show, huh?
Yeah, you keep disliking it.
I don't give a shit, man.
I'm not coming on here for tomorrow.
How do you like that?
All right.
How do you like that?
I'm not coming for Saturday Night Troll Show tomorrow.
And you can blame your little beady-eyed selves, man.
You can blame yourselves for this crap.
You can blame yourselves.
We don't want a troll show.
What the hell is this?
Yo, oh, oh, oh.
We don't want a troll show now, huh?
Oh, okay.
All right, y'all don't want a troll show now?
Well, thank you for telling me, all right?
Thank you for telling me that you stupid little internet punks don't want a troll show now.
There you go.
No troll show for tomorrow.
How do you like that?
How do you like a little bit of that?
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Let's get to 300 dislikes.
Hey, go ahead and do it.
I'm not even going to do a troll show tomorrow.
All right.
And all you people that are sitting here saying that there's going to be a troll war, you ain't going to do shit.
All right.
All of you people that are out here, I'm going to do a troll war.
You ain't going to do nothing.
All right.
You ain't going to do nothing.
You're just going to flap your fat sausages of fingers on the keyboard and not do crap.
And who the hell is Mr. Mari?
Who the hell is that?
Huh?
Who the hell is that?
Freaking Mr. Mari, for Christ's sake.
What I should be doing is I should be bringing in Father Ghost so that you stupid sons of bitches can admit your sins to him.
How about that, huh?
That's what you should be doing.
Here, Father Ghost, go ahead.
Is that what y'all want, huh?
Goddamn, sons of bitches, you make me sick.
I'm not even kidding around.
You guys make me sick, man.
All right, you're making me sick, man.
Or maybe we should just bring in Satan.
How about that?
Hey, Satan, are you available, Satan?
Yes, I am here, Ghost.
And I'm telling each and every one of you out there to continue to do the trolling.
Continue to do the bad deeds that are deep-seated inside you.
The ghost shows 35 is over.
Everyone head over to the job show with enterprise.
These little trolls think that they're gonna do a little bit of a troll war on you, which is exactly what I want.
HAHAHAHAHAHA Look at you.
Let the hate flow freely.
Let the hate flow freely.
I want your energy.
I want all the evil that's inside each and every one of you.
Prick your finger it is done though.
The moon has now eclipsed the sun.
Angel has spread its wings.
The time has come for better things.
Prick your finger, it is done.
The moon has now eclipsed the sun.
Angel has spread its wings.
The time has come for better things.
Come, come over here, and have the juices of the devil.
Well, thank you very much, Satan.
I really do appreciate that you're putting it on the record out here, all right?
I'm glad that you're putting it on the record out here.
Do you have anything else to say?
Do you want to, you know, put some kind of satanic spell on these sons of bitches?
Why don't you all sing it with me?
Prick your finger, it is done.
The moon has now eclipsed the sun.
You give us the Saturday night troll chest.
I'll buy you a drink, honey.
The time for better things.
Prick your finger, it is done.
The moon has now eclipsed the sun.
Angel has spread its wings.
has come for better things.
I guess Satan is doing some kind of satanic Jewish magic on you.
So I hope that I hope that works on, especially you sick sons of bitches out there.
All right.
And look, what was this?
I'd buy that for a dollar.
All right, shut up.
All right.
Look, I missed a couple of Texas speeches.
What do we got?
Saturday Satan show.
Get the hell out of here.
Okay, media share is over.
the go show episode 45 is over everyone needs to head to the all right shut up Who else?
Media Cheryl, come down to Podunk Pissing Ground State, Texas, and kick your hillbilly white trash ass.
Oh, yeah?
I'd like to see you try that.
I'll tell you that right now.
I'd like to see you try that, you son of a bitch.
All right, it ain't nothing for me to whoop a man's ass.
I've told you sons of bitches that a long time ago.
It ain't nothing for me to whoop a man's ass.
All right?
And I could take two or three men at a time, baby.
I'm not even joking around.
You know, I get into bar brawls for exercise.
I'm a bad man.
I'm not even joking.
If I clench my fist and walk outside my door and put my fist in my pocket, I could be put to jail.
I can be put in jail for carrying lethal weapons, baby.
I'm a bad man, and everybody out there knows it.
Anyway, Mr. Mareep is saying, get behind me, Satan.
Why, huh?
You want to get bucked in the ass by Satan there, Mr. Mareep?
Dark me magician girl, if you give us a Saturday night troll show, I'll buy you a drink on me.
Look at the donation for proof.
All right, well, this is all right, whatever.
Mr. Stop Pretending to be Satan, you hamba.
Shut up, idiot.
And we've got the Saturday night, Saturday Satan show.
All right, man.
I mean, what kind of a show has this turned out to be?
This is supposed to be a baller Passover Good Friday show.
And look, I'm looking right now outside the window, and I can see the piercing, radiant pink moon right now.
All right, it's a full moon.
That's probably another reason why you sons of bitches are all woohoo and shit.
Because y'all are, you know, there's a full moon in the air, and you sons of bitches, this is what you're going to be doing.
All right.
And hey, you assholes in the chat room saying I'm some kind of a fake tough guy.
Let me tell you something right now.
And I've said this time and time again.
I guarantee you that you sons of bitches out there, if there's a woman within the vicinity of listening to my voice, if you've got my show over speakers and they can hear it in another room, I guarantee you, if it's your mother, your granny, your auntie, your sister, your cousin, whoever, I'm telling you right now, these women are sticking a couple of fingers in their private part, whacking their clitorises off like a windshield wiper out of whack,
listening to the manly dominance that I'm throwing around this internet like it ain't shit.
And I'm telling you that right now, boy.
I mean, there ain't manly dominance like this on the internet.
Everybody's a goddamn Fruit Bowl soy boy out here.
All right, everybody's a goddamn fruit boy soy boy.
This is manly dominance right here.
All right.
This is manly dominance right here, baby.
I got balls the size of grapefruits that'll slap your freaking wife, your granny, your mommy, your sister, your cousin, or any female in the vicinity right upside their chin.
I guarantee you, your women that are in the vicinity of this broadcast are creaming out their pantyhose, baby.
They're creaming out their pantyhose, and they're in complete fucking awe, in complete fucking awe at the manly dominance that I'm throwing around this internet like it ain't shit.
And look, I'm looking at a couple of idiots in the chat room saying, my wife actually thinks you're obnoxious.
Yeah, that's what she's going to tell you, huh?
You little dick prick.
I'm sure your wife, you ask her, hey, Hardy, can you believe ghost over here?
Do you think that he's having manly dominance?
And she's going to look at you and say, um, no.
When deep down inside, she's having a wet dream right now.
She's having a wet daydream, right?
My girlfriend hears your voice all the time, ghost, and she says that the sound of your voice makes her vagina dry.
Oh, like you've got a girlfriend, scat man.
Why are you overconfident?
Like you've got a girlfriend for Christ's sake.
You know, pixer or shut the fuck up.
Pixer, it didn't happen, scat man.
All right.
Let's see that fat heifer of a woman you got going on over there.
As a matter of fact, you don't even need to show her face.
Just show the dimples on her cottage cheese ass, and then I'll believe that you got a woman there, scat man.
All right.
And if you do got a woman, she's excusing herself going to the bathroom a few times, sticking a couple of fists in her orifice, listening to the manly dominance that I'm just throwing around like it ain't shit.
All right?
Like it ain't shit.
And look, all you people are hating on me in the chat room because you know it's true.
You know it's true.
All right.
I'm not even Joe.
You know it's true, baby.
You know it's true.
You're my goddamn drink.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Stop loving myself.
I'm not loving myself.
I'm telling the truth, baby.
These are facts that I'm giving your ass.
All right?
I'm not even, these are facts.
You know, there's not too many men out here in the Western civilization everymore anymore.
There's a bunch of soy boys out here.
And I'm telling you, when these women listen to this man throwing around manled dominance like it ain't shit, baby.
I'm telling you right damn now.
The clitoris that hangs below their knees is getting wetter than hell.
All right, pride is a sin, ghost.
Just shut up.
I Will Not Face Reveal00:09:07
My God doesn't give a shit.
All right, you people, you know, oh, well, you can't eat meat on Friday and all pride is a sin and all you can drink.
My God doesn't give a crap.
All right, just sit there and shut up.
All right?
All right, so just sit there and shut up.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
I'll show you my girlfriend after you do a face reveal.
I'm not going to do a face reveal.
I'm not going to do a face reveal for Christ's sake, man.
Jesus Christ.
Why the hell would I do that, man?
You people want me dead.
I'd cream your ass, Fatty.
Yeah, of course you would for Christ.
You know what?
I'll tell you what.
Here, here.
Hold on.
Hold up.
Let me see if I can do this without, you know, fucking slipping some diary.
take a whiff of that How about that, huh?
Take a whiff of that, you son of a bitch.
All right?
I'd buy that for a dollar.
So is your God Satan?
No, my God's not Satan.
All right, my God is not Satan, but I tell you this, my God, you know, ain't all hard up about what I'm eating on Friday.
I'll tell you that.
All right, my God doesn't care about, you know.
Oh, well, you're sinning.
You have a lot of sin going on there, ghost.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
What is this?
Yeah, that's what I thought, cuck.
Oh, yeah, why don't you show your face, scat man?
How about that?
Why don't you show that neck bearded, disgusting, pop mark-ridden face, all right, boy?
Son of a bitch.
Anyway, look, I'm fucking, I've had it with you people, all right?
You people give me no respect, and I deserve more respect, all right?
I deserve more respect.
Where's my freaking weed, man?
I need some more weed here.
I got, I got, man, I got, you know, tomorrow's 420.
I've got to go hook it up with the Mexican kid that sells candy apples that hooks me up with weed here.
I've got a little bit here in a bag.
I just got an eighth this time around because, you know, I've got some leftover from the last batch.
And what I'm planning on doing for the 420 show, if I do the 420 show.
Shut up, Jason, you fat bald hambone.
Quit threatening to be a Texan Southerner and go back to run your antique shops.
Oh, I mean, bro, first of all, I'm bald, okay?
First of all, I'm not that dude that owns the fucking bar, dude.
Leave that dude alone.
Leave the dude that owns the bar alone unless you're going to go and have his badass pizza and burgers and shit, all right?
And then, you know, it's all right.
But don't just leave him alone, all right?
Anyway, look, I'm just going to smoke some weed.
I'm ignoring you, pricks.
All right, you're just mad that, you know, your women, your women are listening to me and, you know, they're getting off.
I'll do you one better.
I'll do an ass reveal if you show me yours ghost.
Let me see where that chocolate spaghetti fudge comes from winking face.
Jesus Christ, I'm sure your ass is all pimpery for Christ's sake.
Wow, I said I'd kick your ass so you shit yourself.
Wow, what a man.
Literally poops his pants because he's scared.
Oh, yeah, I'm scared.
I'm scared of some internet person.
Yeah, I'm scared.
All right.
Get the fuck out of here.
Are you kidding me?
I'm not afraid of nothing.
You understand that?
I'm not afraid of anything.
All right?
You remember that.
I'm not afraid of nothing.
I'm not afraid of anything for Christ's sake.
All right.
So I'm a bad son of a bitch.
All right.
Jesus Christ.
Give me my freaking.
I'm smoking.
All right.
I'm smoking over here.
I buy this.
I, the taco, that is macho demand a face reveal.
You know what?
I'm not doing a face reveal, dude.
I'm not doing a face reveal for Christ's sake, man.
I mean, it's bad enough your women are sticking a couple of fingers up their twat or, you know, putting their twat next to the next to the dryer during the spin cycle while they're listening to my voice.
I mean, you know, it's not going to even be fair.
It's not going to even be fair.
If I come out in a face reveal and your wives are just going to be like, oh my God, dude.
Wow.
He's hot, too, dude.
So that's not even fair.
I'm not going to do that to you guys.
I'm not going to do that to you, neckbeards, all right?
I'm not going to do that to you, neckbeards.
All right.
Now, look, I've loaded my bowl here.
I'm going to smoke a little reefer.
And when I smoke a little reefer, I'm going to go ahead and I don't know what I'm going to do.
All right.
I don't know what I'm going to do.
You got to hold it in while they hit the brain.
I don't know what it is.
Every time.
Every time I smoke, dude, it like secretes mucus out of my orifices.
I don't get it, man.
I don't get it.
One last dono tonight, ghost.
My media share was the cunt compilation for the haters.
Not that Anime BS someone donated in my name shortly after.
Hey, thank you.
Talk to you in RG and Tomorrow S-Troll Show.
P.S. Do you like Allison Rosen?
Her podcast is so-I've never heard of Allison Rosen.
I've never heard of Allison Rosen, but cheers, Brooke.
I appreciate it, man.
I know you got a bunch of people that are out here that are haters.
You know, it is what it is.
All right.
And somebody says 5K dono for a face reveal.
I'm not.
Are you fucking Joe?
I'm not going to fucking, I will not face reveal.
All right, for a measly 5,000 bucks.
Are you kidding me?
Jeez, you better, you better fucking say like 100,000 or some shit like that.
Are you kidding me?
Fuck, no.
i'm not i'm not i'm not even me i shouldn't even say a hundred thousand because some some idiot out there is going to be like you know what I'll do it.
No, no, no.
Just don't do it.
Jesus Christ What is this?
Captain Hook took a step back and almost fell down.
I'm merely 22 and I'm a clumsy guy.
What?
Are you kidding me for Christ's sake?
All right.
Wait, wait a minute.
Are y'all actually considering this?
You're like, hey, you know what, ghost, go ahead.
No, fucking, I can't believe.
You know what?
You see, that's what pisses me off, dude.
I say something and you people take it literal.
You take it literally, man.
Jesus Christ.
Oh my god.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Just face reveal toward.
I don't want to.
You understand that?
I don't want to.
All right.
I like my life.
Okay.
The last thing I need is a bunch of fucking furries and a bunch of goddamn piece of garbage enemy people coming up to me thinking that I'm their fucking friend.
Bring back media share.
Well, yeah, hold your ass.
All right, just hold your ass.
I'm not even joking.
I like my life, dude.
I don't want a bunch of freaking, you know, anime man children, you know, fucking people.
I don't want these people.
Don't call me fruity.
This is a natural European characteristic.
Also, capitalism is for Jews.
Yeah, shut up, Richard Spencer.
You're a freaking Russian plant, if I've ever heard one in my life.
Tell Alexander Dugan to eat my dick up till he hiccups, all right?
And oh, yeah, what about your chick?
What about your wife there, Richard?
Nina Byzantina.
She's out here saying that you abused her out here.
You should have known better than to trust a roostie broad.
All right, are you kidding me?
Anyway, look, listen, don't I shouldn't have said 100,000.
You people are actually saying, look, don't, don't do it, okay?
Come on, don't do it.
All right, don't do it, please.
All right, you're my father, obey me.
That doesn't even make any sense.
If I'm your father, then why in the hell am I going to obey you?
You should be obeying me there, boy.
Richard Spencer Russian Plant00:07:32
You understand that?
And I know, I want to be honest with you.
Some of you people.
No, no, don't, don't do this, dude.
And shut up.
Hey, you can troll war all you, you can troll war, threaten me all you want to about face reveal, and I ain't doing it.
I ain't doing it.
What is this?
Sometimes I'm walking and my knees buckle, or again, I step back and lose my balance.
Well, you know, you're probably a little fat in the ass.
You may want to just calm down on your sugar intake, all right?
Jesus Christ, give me my, give me my freaking.
I need another smoke.
Oh, yeah.
That's better, yeah.
Oh, shit.
Where's my Kleenex?
Where's the tissue, man?
Oh, man.
Oh, I feel pretty good now.
There you go, dude.
I feel pretty good.
I feel good.
I feel great.
I feel wonderful.
What's going on?
Ghost, remember when you had ice cream trucks parked outside your house during winter?
Have you experienced similar things in San Antonio?
Who do you think was watching you back then?
I want to be honest with you, man.
I have been watched by the feds for a lot of different reasons.
And would you face reveal for 500K?
I can't believe, you know, you guys never end on this shit.
I do see drones that come over my house.
Now, I'm not sure if the SAPD now has drone technology and they're out here like using drones as a means of crime prevention, but I see a lot of drones out like in my house, outside my house, around my house, etc.
So, you know, it is what it is.
You know, I mean, When you're as vocal as I am and you do things in a political capacity, you know, you're going to get some attention from the federal government, man.
You know, it is what it is.
You're going to get some attention, baby.
It is what it is.
I'm just saying.
I need another beer while I'm at it, man.
All right.
All right.
I need another beer for Christ's sake.
I need more beer, man.
Jesus Christ.
Oh, my God.
All right, man.
I'm sorry, folks.
I mean, I'm not.
I don't want to face reveal, dude.
Can y'all stop with this talk?
All right.
Can y'all stop with this talk for Christ's sake?
Those are Amazon drones.
All right.
Okay, great.
Amazon drones, for Christ's sake, man.
Jesus Christ.
I'm telling you, man.
You guys are just...
All right, you know what I'm going to do?
Look, look, look.
To shut you people up about face revealing all this crap, I'll tell you what I'm going to do here.
Look, media shares back on, all right?
Just shut your mouth about face reveals.
And oh, would you get $500,000?
And would you face reveal?
Just shut up about that stuff, all right?
I like my life, okay?
I don't want you people to interfere with my life.
All right.
Jesus Christ.
And not to mention, I don't want to steal your girlfriends and, you know, have your mom, you know, you know, want me to be your stepdad and shit like that.
I don't want that, man.
I don't want that.
Anyway, let me get my drink here.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
What is this?
What is this?
IXL legendary.
What is this?
What do you want?
What the hell is this?
Is this a media share?
It's a fucking media share.
What is this?
Fuck you, Texas.
Fuck you, Lolstar beer.
Fuck that fucking alabota with fucking lobby steel.
Fuck every Dallas Cowboy that everybody.
Why do y'all do this?
Fuck you, Texas.
Texas used to be our own country.
We used to be our own country.
Pretty good solid.
We used to be our own country.
They jerked my chest on the hard coat.
What the hell is this?
Hey, why is there any women on this crap?
Get the shit out of it.
Get it out.
Get out of here.
Somebody in the chat room says I'm blue balling a lot of trannies by not showing your face.
I'm blue balling a lot of you fucking sick bastard, man.
I'm blueballing a lot of tray.
What a fucking asshole.
Who said that?
Mr. Zash, fuck you.
How do you like that?
I'm blueballing a lot of tray.
Go fuck yourself, man.
I'm blueballing a lot of trade.
That's disgusting, man.
That is just disgusting.
That is just disgusting, man.
You're lucky I'm like a little inebriated and I'm smoking here, Mr. Zash, because, I mean, that's almost a bannable offense.
You know what I mean?
And like, hey, oh, I'm not calling trannies disgusting.
I mean, I'm a pro-tranny guy.
Wait a minute.
I don't know if I should have said that, but you know, I mean, I have a little compassion for the trannies.
That's why I don't like drag queens.
I think drag queens are an insult to trannies.
All right.
And please don't splice that.
All right.
I didn't mean to say.
I'm a little drunk, dude.
I mean.
God damn it.
Man, I'm just, you know, I can't even talk to my own fucking audience without them saying, ha, look, ha, We got him.
Hey, ghost, we got you.
We're going to splice you.
And you know what?
How about a little bit of Jesus Christ?
All right.
I don't like drag queens.
I think drag queens are an insult to trannies, man.
Wait a minute.
Hold on.
You numb nuts.
You did the freaking media share wrong.
One mil for face reveal, name price.
I'm not doing this.
I'm not playing this game with you guys, man.
I'm not even careful.
I'm not playing this game.
Hold on.
Jews made ghost gay.
The Jews made ghost game.
I don't even know if I should.
You paid the eight bucks.
Drag Queens Insult Trannies00:03:24
All right.
What is this?
Hold on.
Let me cut and paste this crap and see what the hell YouTube video this is.
All right.
Even though you didn't do the right, you didn't media share the right way.
All right.
Even though you didn't do the right way.
Hey, wait a minute.
This is my show.
All right.
Even though you didn't do the right thing.
This is my show.
This is my show.
Get this.
Get this.
Get it out of here for Christ's sake, man.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Gurak.
Gurak, what do you got?
What is this?
All right.
Gurak requested this.
Whatever the hell this is.
What is this?
Another anime.
ANOTHER ANIME?
YOU GUYS ARE SICK DUDE Get out of there.
Look at the hell is it?
There's like a naked black man.
It went from animes to like a gay black.
Oh, God.
Oh, no.
I just saw like black gay muscle ass.
Oh, it wasn't black.
That was a oh, that was a Puerto Rican.
Oh, well, what's the difference, really?
I mean, come on.
Jesus Christ.
I didn't realize that was a freaking Puerto Rican.
I'm not too fond of Puerto Ricans.
And that's my personal opinion.
Peace out.
Oh, yeah.
I like spaghetti.
What the hell is this?
I've been kidding around.
That's why I say that anime is a psychological warfare situation being perpetrated on America and Western civilization by Japan.
So they can get back at us for Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
I'm not even joking.
This is a complete psychological warfare, and they are winning.
The Japanese are winning, man.
All right.
Jesus Christ, give me my smoke.
Oh, man.
Oh, yeah.
That's what I'm talking about.
Got to smoke it and let it hit the brain, baby.
Oh, my God.
And you know what?
I've been here for three hours and nine minutes, dude.
Where does the time go?
Where does the time go, man?
It's like time goes like.
I mean, come on, dude.
I've been on here for three hours and nine minutes.
It seems like I've only been on here for an hour.
I'm not even joking.
They deserve to win, idiot.
They deserve to.
What are you talking about?
The Japanese deserve to win?
Hey, hey, they did Pearl Harbor.
All right.
So all's fair in love and war.
All right.
That's all I'm saying.
All right.
That's all I'm saying.
All's fair in love and war.
All right.
And the Japanese, for whatever reason, they didn't want to stop.
They were like, no, I am not giving up.
They didn't want to give up.
So we had to do some extreme measures, you know?
And by the way, when we took them over, we didn't colonize them.
I mean, we were very compassionate winners to the Japanese.
You know, we showed the Japanese how to be capitalist.
Alls Fair In Love And War00:04:00
You know that?
So, I mean, come on.
I'm not even kidding.
Here's Edgy, bro.
Edgy, bro.
What is this?
This is a clip by Edgy, bro.
What's this universe?
It's vacuum.
How come all Earth's atmosphere doesn't just rush out into the vacuum of space?
It's true.
You might have it.
Yeah, because Earth has gravity, and the gravity keeps the atmosphere separate from the rest of the vacuum space.
Oh, wait a minute.
Hold on.
Did y'all just hear what Neil deGrossi Tyson just said?
Now, people ask, why doesn't the vacuum of space suck out the atmosphere of the Earth?
That's because of gravity.
Gravity keeps it from getting sucked out in the vacuum.
Yeah, real swift, affirmative action scientist guy.
Here, play the rest of the clip.
All right, here's the question.
I just discovered.
Did I just say that?
No, so.
Oh, wait.
I should have.
Look, he didn't even know.
He's like, hold on, hold on.
I got to reiterate this.
I'm sorry.
What did I just say?
He didn't even know what he just said.
He didn't even know what he just said.
Freaking Neil Tyson deGrossi, you affirmative action scientist.
You are the most pompous piece of crap.
I called this son of a bitch out on Twitter.
That's probably one of the reasons why Twitter knocked me off for life is because I was like, look, bruh, I know that you were a major in Caribbean ballroom dancing during your undergraduate degree.
Okay.
And, you know, you're out here.
You're always on television.
You're always doing speeches.
When exactly do you actually science?
When do you science?
And he just replied to me back, hey, why don't you look at my scholarly work on Google Scholar?
Yo, shut it up.
Anyway, this is Gurak.
Gurak requested this.
This is Gurak.
What is this?
Oh, shit.
I'm sorry.
Czar for what?
Our daddy taught us not to be ashamed of our dicks, especially since they're such good size and all.
Oh, what?
What the fuck?
Yeah, I see that.
Your daddy gave you good advice.
It gets bigger when I pull on it.
Oh, man.
Sometimes I pull on it so hard, I rip the skin.
What?
Well, my daddy taught me if this is.
This is getting perverted, man.
What kind of gay pornographic material is this?
Steady your own hands.
Oh, my God.
And these are ugly gays, by the way.
These are ugly days.
You know, I want to be honest with you.
Hold on, who is this?
Ethan Ralph.
Ethan Ralph requested this.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Somebody wouldn't face on like some kind of a skinny app a torso on somebody.
I guess Ralph Retort would be going I don't even know why.
I don't even know why I'm here, dude.
I should have just taken the day off, but if I would have taken the day off, you people would have hated on me.
You would have said, I'm lazy, I'm a loser, or what you know, you would have come up with some crap, and that's just what you people do.
All right, so you know, just Jesus.
All right, let me go ahead and take a chug of this.
Man, I can't believe we're three hours and 15 minutes into this broadcast.
Three hours and 15 minutes into this goddamn broadcast, man.
Sick-Ass Freaking Pervert00:15:37
Jesus Christ.
Uh-oh, everybody who wants Ghostface Reveal, go here.
Don't go there.
That's a, you know what?
You're spamming crap.
Hey, Tiger Uppercunt, you're out of here.
All right.
Looks like you're a little bit more.
What the hell did you just say there, Refresher Course?
What is this?
Oh, no.
Not a penile implant surge.
Oh, no.
No.
No.
Man, this is just disgusting, man.
I mean, this is gross, man.
This is just gross for Christ's sake.
All right.
I'm not even kidding.
I'm not even kidding.
This is just disgusting, man.
And it's R.E.O. And it's R.E.O. We have been spilled now.
What the hell is this?
By the devil.
What the hell?
hell was that aesthetic?
Was that Was that rotting Christ?
Who the hell was that?
Freaking, only aesthetic would, you know, you know, only aesthetic would do something like this, you know?
I'm telling you, aesthetic, man.
I don't know about you anymore, man.
You know what I mean?
I don't know about you.
And hey, hey, why is everybody saying spaghetti, spaghetti, spaghetti, Jesus Christ, I'm belching.
Dark meme magician girl requested this.
Yes, spaghetti.
Yeah.
Why do you want me to get it back at it?
Who's making me sound like a tard?
Who did that?
Who the hell did that, man?
Somebody made me sound like a tard.
Who the hell did that?
Stop ripping me off, ghost.
Stop ripping you off.
Who the million-dollar man?
The million-dollar man.
Oh, yeah.
Everybody's got a price.
Hey.
Of you people out there still don't believe that you can be bought.
Everybody's got a price.
Everybody's got a price.
That's right.
The million dollar man.
Never missed an opportunity to poke fun at the less fortunate.
Why not?
You know, you're capitalists.
Who the hell is this?
Was this you, Gurrack?
What the hell kind of shit did you do?
Stone Manufacturing and Supply Company proudly offers the Henderson Equine Castrating Instrument for Gelding Stallions used on thousands of stallions across the United States.
The Henderson Instrument is safe, easy to use.
Oh my god, that's fucking sick, man.
I just saw a horse get castrated, man.
You're a sick son of a bitch.
That's fucking gross, man.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Ghost Terra.
Oh, man, don't do this to me, please, man.
Don't do this.
You're an asshole.
Who ever donated to her request this, you're a goddamn piece of crap, man.
You're a son of a bitch who ever did this, man.
Why are you all ruining Pantera for me, dude?
I mean, Pantera was metal, dude.
Why are you all ruining this?
Why are you ruining this for me?
I mean, don't.
Jesus fucking Christ, man.
First, you know what?
Just shut up.
All right.
All you just shut your stupid, stinking, smelly salmon holes, man.
You all make me sick.
All right?
You're making me sick.
And what is this?
Mumra Satanic Ghost.
What the hell is Mumra Satanic Go?
What the hell is that?
Hey, Mumra Satan.
It says video unavailable.
Here, I'll push one of the ones that they're suggesting.
All right, how about that?
I'll push one of the ones that they're suggesting.
I'd buy that for you.
They're not letting me do it.
They're not letting me do it.
It's unavailable.
Mumra Satanic Ghost.
Are you talking about Mumra, this stupid, dumb, idiot anime shit or whatever?
Anyway, hey, I can't play it.
It says video unavailable.
You know, disabled video by owner.
It's what it says.
Cool show ghost.
What the hell is this?
That was it?
Cool show ghost in like the chatterbait fucking ding look.
Don't ask me how I know about that ding or whatever.
Anyway, all right, look, we're three hours and 20 minutes in.
Jesus Christ.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Happy Stank Saturday.
Is Stank Saturday?
Happy Stank Saturday.
Purdy boy.
Ice Poseidon and Mr. Carrot.
Gonna throw you the biggest party you ever.
Give me a break with this Ram Ranch 28.
Ram Ranch Cowboys with you, Jerry.
Come on!
Shut up in the chat, you see.
I don't know, Chatterbait.
Shut up!
Vegas sick Eric!
Shut up!
Here for your purge.
But this stupid Ram Ranch crap, you're a freaking sicko pervert.
All right?
You're a sick-ass freaking pervert, man.
You must smoke.
Alright, that's about enough.
I'm gonna turn off.
I'm gonna turn off the media share.
Shut up.
I don't have a chatterbait account.
Shut up.
All right.
Just shut your mouth.
All right.
I just, I happen to know the sound effect.
All right.
Look, you fucking idiots in the chat room, shut your stupid stinking hole and don't fucking insinuate any of your conspiracy theories out of your damn autistic heads.
All right.
I'm turning off media share in 30 seconds, okay?
I'm just saying, all right.
And everyone, man, you guys in the chat room are a bunch of sons of bitches, man.
All right.
I'm not even joking, right?
You guys are sons of bitches.
And, you know, you just come up and concoct these stupid lies in your head.
And I really don't appreciate it.
I really don't fucking appreciate it.
Man, may we have RG soon, please?
I was just about to turn off MediaShare.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Hold on.
This is best meme intro.
Best meme intro?
Are you kidding me?
Are you kidding me for Christ's sake?
Hold on, old chum.
I'm gonna go.
I'm gonna cheers.
I'm a gner.
I'm a gnob.
Yeah, I get it.
I've seen it, all right?
I'm gonna get a bunch of cheer rolls.
What is this?
Is Charles Barkley making fun of the fat women of San Antonio?
Unfortunately, the volume on this is very low.
It's Charles Barkley making fun of the fat women in San Antonio.
I told you, this is why they call it San Hambonio.
San Hambonio.
There's a lot of fat people, and, you know, people in San Hambonio can get tough.
What the hell is this?
That's an MNC ringtone.
What the hell is this?
Is this Tim Allen?
All right, that's enough.
Tim Allen, we get it.
You know, we get it for Christ's sake.
All right.
I think I'm going to turn off this goddamn media request.
I'm turning it off right now.
It is now off.
What an evening.
I thought that we were going to have a decent baller Friday, Passover, Good Friday.
You know, it did not.
All right.
It did not for Christ's sake.
Wait a minute.
Hold on.
Don't insinuate anything about me because I know the MFC.
Just shut up.
All right.
All of you people, just shut up.
No, you don't know me.
All right.
I just know the internets.
I've been around the internets for a lot of years.
Okay.
Don't insinuate nothing about me.
Jesus Christ you guys are pieces of crap man.
Oh my god I'm pretty loaded.
I'm pretty loaded.
I had to get loaded just so I can pallet you people.
You know what I mean?
I just, just, just so I can pallet you people for Christ's sake.
Yeah, it's just, it's, it's just, what a joke.
What a joke of a night.
And hey, hey, assholes, I'm not a degenerate, okay?
Don't insinuate anything because I know these stupid little tones and shit.
All right?
Don't you dare for Christ's sake.
All right.
Just know them because fucking Ice Poseidon and them, they go do that.
All right, they, they do it, all right?
And that, you know, it is what it is.
So just shut your mouth.
I'm not a degenerate, all right?
I'm not a degenerate like you people.
Hail Porner.
Hail.
Like, look, shut up.
All right.
Just shut your mouth.
Stop trying to bring me down to your degenerate perversion level, your cartoon woman-loving level, okay?
I don't, I don't want to, I don't want, I'm not going there.
I'm not going there.
Oh, Ice Poseidon better than ghosts, and also Alex Jones better than ghosts.
Yeah, right.
All right.
What do you like about Ice Poseidon, huh?
Hey, dude, fuck it, dude.
I'm going to go over here, dude.
I'm going to use people for money, dude.
I'm going to use people for donuts, dude.
Fuck it, dude.
I got a fucking streamer mansion, dude.
I got all the bitches in my dick, dude.
Fuck it, dude.
And what do you like about Alex Jones?
Hey, I'm Alex Jones here, and I want to let everybody know that they need to buy the damn Supermale Vitality so I can give you the big ass boner to make sure that you penetrate the Illuminati's inner circle ring and make sure to rape it very hard without getting the freaking Illuminati herpes and my filters, my filters, my filters.
WD40 for squeaky wheelchair?
God fucking shut up, all right?
Fuck you.
Fuck you, all right?
Or squeaky wheelchair?
Shut up, man.
Fuck you, all right?
Fucking threw up in my mouth a little bit, man.
Buy that for a dollar.
I'm using people for money.
I'm not using nobody, man.
I'm trying to do a show here, man.
All right.
Let me tell you something, man.
If these folks weren't out here trolling me on a fucking habitual fucking over and over and over and over basis, I would be doing the show that everybody used to love.
Y'all remember that show?
Huh?
When I used to give financial insight, huh?
And political and social commentary?
Do y'all remember that show?
Huh?
Y'all remember that show, man?
I used to be somebody, man.
I used to be listened to by hundreds of thousands of people, man.
You know that?
And now, I mean, this is what I am here.
All right.
This is what I am, for Christ's sake.
I'm just some goddamn punching bag for a bunch of cyber bullies.
That's what I am.
And that's what you all are doing.
I mean, you goddamn better will know that.
That you're fucking cyberbullying me.
All right.
And anyone that's listening to this broadcast and that's listening to the cyberbullying and you're not doing anything about it.
You're not saying anything against it and you're taking any kind of pleasure in it.
You're complicit in this damn cyberbullying.
You're complicit in this damn cyberbullying, man.
And I'm not joking around.
That's what you people are doing.
And if you people don't think so, then you got another thing coming.
All right.
And who the hell said no for two bucks?
Who the hell said that?
I need another fucking deer.
Ghost salad.
So it's Friday when you're going to talk about the salad recipe.
I'm ready to buy the ghost salad recipe ingredients right now.
So let's fucking ghost salad.
Have you been listening to this show all night?
Do you think I want to talk about a fucking salad right now after all these fucking troll terrorists and cyber verbin assholes have been like a fucking thorn in my side for Christ's sake?
Do you think I even give a shit about a fucking salad recipe right now?
You guys are bitching.
Give me my fucking beer.
I need more beer for Christ's sake, man.
More beer!
I remember Ghost.
We are approaching very serious times.
These fucking criminals are going down.
The internet needs your voice again, Ghost.
Hey!
Please take this show a serious direction.
I'm cheating.
I'm trying, man.
Do You Want Salad Now00:16:24
But this is what makes the interactivity of the show, man.
Uh, but cyberbully victim.
What are you talking about, asshole?
I'm being cyberbullied.
All right, and man, Hail Ghostler.
Well, don't call me Ghostler first and foremost, man.
I'm trying, dude.
I'm trying, but you're seeing the amount of venom that's in these fucking cyber vermin out here.
You're witnessing it, man.
Give me my goddamn beer, man.
I need some more fucking beer.
All right, and shut up, man.
Hey, text-to-speech.
That's what creates the interactivity.
I mean, don't you all remember?
That's what made the ghost show.
That's what made True Capitalist Radio.
The interactivity, you idiots.
Jesus Christ.
That's what's made it.
The interactivity.
But you people seem to think that I'm some kind of a fucking, you know, disgusting, overgrown, ice poseidon, shekel goblin or something, which I'm not.
I'm just, I'm just a fucking guy trying to do a show, man.
I mean, I'm just a guy trying to do a show, dude.
That's all I'm trying to do out here.
And I. Jesus.
And there's too much head on this beer for Christ's sake, man.
There's too much head on this beer.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
How many beers have I had for Christ's sake?
Two, four, six, eight, eight beers.
Eight fucking beers.
And these are pint beers.
You know, these aren't these little pussy whipped 12 inch beers here.
What is this?
Just got back from work.
Hope you're doing good, Ghost.
What were your thoughts on the Mueller report?
A quick rundown is much appreciated.
There's no need to run it down.
The freaking leftist Democrats are triggered and they don't know what the hell to do.
All right, that's what it is, KBG Revolver.
They don't know what to do.
What is this?
Ghost salad?
You say everyone else is trolling, but I'm not.
I want to talk about the salad recipe.
I want to make one, but I'm donating to no avail right now.
Jesus Christ.
I mean, come on about the salad recipe, man.
I mean, come on, man, for a dollar.
Charlie couldn't kill you, but Mrs. Ghost's awful cooking will.
You fucking bastard.
Don't talk about my wife like that.
Do you understand me?
She felt horrible that I was, you know, food poisoned for Christ.
She felt horrible.
Are you kidding me?
She felt horrible.
Jesus Christ.
So you dumbass trolls better not insinuate anything.
Don't you damn insinuate nothing.
All right.
Mrs. Ghost loves me.
You understand that?
Mrs. Ghost loves me.
All right.
That's why she cooks fucking T-bone steaks at two in the morning for old Mr. Ghost over here.
You want to know why?
Huh?
Because I'm the man.
That's why.
All right.
I'm the fucking man.
That's why.
Anyway.
Look, Jesus Christ.
It's already three hours and 33 minutes in, for Christ's sake.
I think, you know, I want to be honest with you.
You know, I think I got to drain the 15 and a half inch John Holmes sausage and do all that good stuff here.
All right.
And hey, look, if you all don't shut your stupid mouth about insulting me or my goddamn family in the chat room, I'm getting the hell out of here.
No radio graffiti, no nothing.
All right.
And whoever put collapsing wheelchair for two bucks, go shove it up your ass.
All right.
Now, I'm going to go drain the main vein.
All right.
No, nobody go nowhere.
Okay.
When I come back, we're going to.
I don't even know if you dumbasses in the chat room deserve chat room shout outs.
She tried to kill you.
You are in danger.
She is elected.
Just shut up.
Don't talk that way about Mrs. Ghost.
Don't you dare.
The ghost salad.
I'll ask you one more again for this salad.
Then I'm out of here.
I tried many times.
Do I need to donate to the I don't know what it is about you fixated with this salad, bro, but you know, calm down, all right?
Calm your ass down.
Calm your ass down about it, all right?
And wait a minute, is there a fucking salad emoji for Christ's sake?
How many emojis are there?
There's a freaking salad emoji I'm looking at in the damn chat room.
Jesus.
All right, look.
I'll be right back.
Look, everybody, shut up in the chat room.
All right.
Everybody just shut your stupid stinking salmon tuna smelling holes.
Okay.
What I'd like for everybody to do is just wait right here.
I will be right back.
I'm going to go drain the main vein.
I'm going to drain the 15 and a half inch John Holmes sausage that every female that's within the vicinity of my voice is wishing they had in their snatch pipe and it'll come out their mouth.
All right.
And that's the damn truth.
And that's why all you sons of bitches in the chat room are haters.
All right.
That's why you're haters out here.
I'm a bad man for Christ's sake.
I'm not even kidding, man.
I'm a bad man.
I mean, people, look, I don't want to get into this.
You all know how badass of a motherfucker I'm.
I mean, it's on my wallet.
It says bad motherfucker on it, man.
So anyway, look, I'm going to be right back.
Don't go anywhere.
All right.
When I come back, you know what?
I don't even know if you idiot scumbags in the chat room even deserve some kind of goddamn chat room shout out.
You have been the worst sons of bitches I have ever seen in this live broadcasting ghost show on YouTube business.
You guys have been the worst in the chat room.
And I'm telling you, you're lucky we're not in a fucking bar room because I would slap you all.
I would slap you, boy.
You understand that?
I would fucking slap you silly.
I would slap the living be Jesus out of you until you call me daddy.
You understand that?
But what the hell am I talking about?
Some of you fruit bowls call me daddy anyway, for Christ's sake, because you're freaks.
You're sick.
All right.
You're sick.
And look at aesthetic.
Hey, I could take you.
You couldn't take nothing.
Are you kidding me?
You couldn't take nothing.
I'm a bad man for Christ's sake.
You don't understand.
You don't understand.
I mean, I'm so bad.
I'm badder than Larry Holmes.
I'm badder than Joe Frazier.
I mean, I kick people's asses for fun, for Christ's sake.
I get into bar brawls for exercise.
Do you understand me?
And do y'all even know who Larry Holmes and Jerry Frazier are, for Christ's sake?
I don't even.
I got to forget you.
You sons of bitches are a bunch of dumb young'ins that don't know shit from Shinola.
I forgot about that.
I'm telling you that.
Hey, look, hey, people follow me.
All right.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Fucking salad emoji.
Where the hell did you find this stupid salad emoji crap, man?
Oh, you son of a bitch.
Oh my God, you son of a bitch.
You son of a bitch.
You son of a bitch.
God damn it, huh?
You don't want radio graffiti!
Son of a bitch!
You son of a bitch!
Brew you!
Damn salad emoji, man!
Look!
Look at these assholes!
Look at them with the goddamn salad emoji, man!
Are you joking me?
Are you joking?
Oh my god, there's a fucking salad emoji!
And they're putting it all over the chat room.
Look, I gotta go drain the fucking main vein.
I gotta get out of here for Christ's sake, just to take a break from you, sick internet people.
Just to take a break from you, pricks.
I mean, do you understand that, you know, I don't like doing this broadcast, all right?
I don't like it.
And you want to know why I don't like it?
It's because of you!
It's because of you, scumbags.
So, look, what I'm gonna do isn't it bad enough?
Give up, you gotta shut up, you idiot.
All right, just sit there and shut up.
No radio graffiti.
Look, just sit there and shut up.
All right, I gotta go drain the main vein.
Don't go anywhere, you stupid, dumb, fucking internet people pieces of crap that don't have any appreciation for me, don't have any appreciation for my 11-year internet broadcasting career, don't have any appreciation for anybody but your goddamn narcissistic piece of shit, neck-bearded, selfish selves, for Christ's sake.
God damn it, I don't even know why I'm here.
I don't know why I'm here.
I don't know why.
I don't know why I'm here.
Oh, look, I gotta go, okay?
I gotta drain the main vein.
Don't go anywhere, you stupid, dumb internet people, pieces of crap.
All right, when I come back, maybe we'll do some goddamn chat room shout-outs.
Maybe.
And then I guess we'll go to fucking radio graffiti.
That's what all you jerk-offs want, huh?
That's why you're jerking yourself off right now, huh?
On a goddamn baller Passover Good Friday, you sons of bitches.
You lucky I'm not in a fucking barroom with you pieces of crap.
I'm not even joking.
I'll fucking fucking kick your fucking ass, man.
Kick your fucking ass.
Kick all your fucking asses, man.
Look, I gotta take a break.
I'll be right, man.
Take me out, Engineer.
I gotta take a break before I get really pissed off.
Take me out for Christ's sake, man.
Okay, let's do this fucking shit.
You fucking people!
All right, go ahead and fade it out, engineer.
Thank you very much.
We are back.
Jesus Christ.
We're in the house.
And I want to be honest with you, I can't believe I'm still here.
I shouldn't even be here.
And if you're anticipating a Saturday Night Troll show tomorrow, I don't, I think you got another thing coming after how you sons of bitches treated me tonight.
After how you sons of bitches treated me tonight, I can't fucking believe you people even expect that I'm gonna just gonna come out here and do a Saturday night troll show.
Saturday Night Troll Show Cancelled00:05:54
As a matter of fact, let me load a bowl up here.
Let me let me empty this.
Let me load another bowl.
Where's the reefer?
Where's it?
Where's it?
Here it is.
The reefer, the devil's lettuce, the smoke, the grass, you know, the poo smoke.
You know what I mean?
All right.
Let's go ahead and throw this in here.
And hey, you assholes, don't threaten me.
See that?
Making me belch, man.
Don't threaten me about a troll war.
All right, I'll see how I feel tomorrow.
All right.
I'll see how I feel tomorrow.
And by the way, just in case y'all want to be a part of the Saturday Night Troll Show, I would strongly advise you to follow the other alternative ghost channel on YouTube.
If you don't know what it is, go to ghost.report and go figure it out for yourself.
What is this?
Horse fucker for two bucks?
Go shove it up your ass.
All right.
All right.
Yeah, I got a backup channel, you morons.
You should have been.
You see that ghost.report?
Yeah, that's my website.
Go check it out.
All right.
So who knows?
You know, it could be on the other channel.
You got it.
You got to be here today.
What is this?
Ghost in the spirit of Good Friday.
How about you post that salad recipe?
Also, shout out to Jackler for keeping us up to date on the markets.
I'm enjoying some medical grade MK Ultra 31.7% THC.
Medical MK Ultra, medical grade MK Ultra.
That doesn't sound like a good strain.
I'm going to show your dog-looking wife what a mouse.
All right, shut up, you stupid idiot.
All right, I am drunk and struck out with a QT tonight.
How do I flex my nuts to score with her?
I am fit and Bitcoin rich.
Well, just just, I mean, there's a lot of factors, all right?
But if you're overtly aggressive sexually, you can forget about it.
All right.
You know what it is to get a woman to be sexual?
You have to, you know, make it seem as if you're the thing to be around.
You know, you're the guy.
You know, if other people are listening to you, this bitch is going to be like, look at this guy.
He's just so great.
That's why guys that are like lead singers of shit bands, it doesn't even matter if they're like a house band in some shit Timbuktu town.
That's why they get laid all the time.
It's all about, you know, women want a good time.
You understand?
That's all it is.
All right.
I'm not even joking.
I mean, you just have to like.
Look, just never mind.
You guys will never, you'll get, you'll never get it.
You'll never get it.
And I don't even know why I even bother even trying to, you know, suggest things to you folks because you ain't going to get it.
All right.
Let me take this last smoke, and I guess we'll continue on with the broadcast, even though I don't think I should.
Shit.
Oh, my God.
And shut up.
Don't call me a fucking lightweight, you son of a bitch.
I'm not a damn lightweight.
I'm smoking medical-grade, fucking, you know, weaponized marijuana, dude.
I don't even know what you're talking about, man.
I mean, every time I got, I got it.
Where's the tissue?
I always got to blow my nose, dude.
It clears the sinuses up very well.
Hold on, hold on.
Oh, man, that's what I'm talking about, man.
All right, man.
I'm feeling good.
I feel great.
I feel wonderful.
I guess what we'll do.
And shut up.
Don't say Juno's.
I don't know why you fucking racist, anti-Semitic bastards do that, dude.
Let's just go ahead and I guess.
Hold on, let's take one more trigger.
What do you want?
Cozy glow.
What do you want?
As a gal myself, what I really enjoy about a guy is a nice scheme that'll help me achieve what I want.
I think you and me can get up to some fun shenanigans together.
I might not be the oldest girl around, but that just means you can show me a thing or two.
Give me a break.
Are you kidding me?
I mean, you know, come on, man.
Come on, dude.
Even though I don't blame you there, Cozy Glow, I'm sure, you know, you're dripping out of your pantyhose right now, listening to the manly dominance that I'm throwing around this goddamn internet like it ain't shit.
But, you know, calm your ass down.
All right.
You know, there's no need to go that direction.
All right.
Anyway, let's go ahead.
Hold on.
What now?
Go smoke yourself retarded on that Mary Joanna green salad green salad.
Wait, wait, smoke myself retarded.
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not.
All right, whatever.
You guys are fucking sick.
Badass Biotech Setup00:04:43
You know that?
You guys are sick people.
And I wish you people would just, you know, look at yourself in the mirror and recognize that.
And I hope that you understand that you're not going to provide anything good for society.
You know that, right?
I mean, this type of degeneracy is not something to kid around about.
I mean, you people are sick fucks.
I mean, seriously, I'm not even joking.
I mean, at this point, I am seriously starting to believe that you people are sick in the fucking head.
All right.
You people are sick pricks.
Fucking sick assholes.
Oh, yeah.
Man, I better do some dusting out here.
I got to do some dusting out here, man.
I got a fucking $5,000 setup.
You know what I mean?
And let me tell you, I want to reiterate that the Corsier i-160 fucking rocks.
The Viotech 49-inch ultra-wide curve screen, fucking badass.
I'm telling you right now, I could not be happier with the system that I have, man.
It is unbelievable.
And I would recommend it to anybody.
All right.
Recommend it to anybody.
I'm just saying.
All right.
Anyway.
Especially the Viotech 49-inch screen.
I mean, I got it for about 800 bucks.
If you take a look at every other, you know, 49-inch screen, you're going over 1,500.
You're going in that direction.
Anyway, shut up, asshole.
Let me tell you something, man.
You idiots are just haters.
You're just fucking haters up in here.
All right.
And this shit's so wide, I can put three different monitors on one monitor.
And as a matter of fact, the Viotech has like, it has like, I think three or four HD inputs.
I think three HD inputs.
So that you can like plug in something HDMI into it.
If we are such sick assholes, why do you spend almost 15 hours a week with us instead of your family?
Because I used to be somebody, dude.
I used to provide financial insight.
I used to provide fucking social and political commentary and people cared.
And I'm hoping that at some point you people will get tired and stop trolling me and I can start doing that again.
Anyway, the Viotech, you can put an HDMI.
There's like four HD, or excuse me, three HDMI inputs that you could put in the back.
And it's like a virtual network.
And that means that, like, let's say you have an HDMI from a laptop going into the monitor.
Well, because I have the main output or excuse me, the main input from the Corsair i160, I can like split screens from the inputs that are in and, you know, basically transfer files without having to do shit.
It's pretty cool.
It's just, It's like a network hub in the fucking in the screen.
It's pretty good.
Anyway, sorry.
Just trying to tell you guys, this is a badass setup.
This is this is this is great.
Oh, yeah, and by the way, yeah, everything's got neons on it.
So, like, I've got the uh Corsair, um, uh, like a Corsair mechanical keyboard, and uh, the shit.
The shit, I mean, it's like fucking, I mean, there's like all kinds of neon.
There's there's a neon in back of the uh, the biotech, and it's just it's you know, the the corsair is lit.
I mean, it's just, it's just badass, man.
All right, this is badass anyway.
I'm not, I'm not joking, hey, Baka, I'm not joking.
It's like you can like switch files.
Like, let's say you have another laptop attached to the end, uh, the input HDMI to the screen.
You can be able to separate the screens between two PCs and be able to transfer shit like it ain't nothing.
Approaching Four Hours Of Chaos00:06:55
I'm just saying, fucking idiot.
Fucking need a slap is what you fucking need.
You know, some of you people need some slaps.
I would be more than happy to slap you fucking people around.
All right, without any further ado, I'm almost done with this beer.
And oh, we're approaching four hours.
We're approaching four fucking hours.
Are you kidding me?
Oh my god.
All right.
Let's just go ahead and let's go ahead and do some chat room shout.
Do we have any chat room shout outs, engineer?
All right.
Well, without any further ado, let's go ahead and get to some chat room shout-outs right now.
All right, we got Vicious Deuce, Rara Pony, your fruit bowl, Down Forward Punch, Diarrhea Baptism.
Jesus Christ, Trudeau is daddy.
Are you fucking joking?
Riley Welch the Swagger, Bond Dayton.
And hey, Bond Dayton, you're a piece of crap.
All right, you're just, I've seen you, and I don't care if it's your birthday, you're a piece of trash.
Uh, Omelet, Orange Game Cinema, Josh, Red Head, Red Dead Hunter, the Ferb Guy, hey, Celtic Brody!
Uh, we got Shy Guy Mask, Dark Meme, Magician Girl, Liz Porter, Odd Eyes Magician, Silver Spoon 01, Anthony J, German the Gay Frog, Corey Dora117, Kevin McNulty, all right, uh, Ninja Knight Rider, Wubsy Rocks, stupid idiot, uh, free and easy for life, action capitalist, Olive Yaksloff,
Tracker 210 Plays, uh, Rick Hoover, Gizzer mocked, uh, X Dang, the Nutshack Parachute, real funny, uh, Duck Tator, Underground Revolution, Watcher in the Dark 6ix9ine, Copy Kai, Poop Tickler, Flaming Creation, Steve McClure, Drill Master, Bloodbath, Poindexter Rose 15, L. Ron 501ST, Keem Scarce.
Here's fucking Spermy, man.
Can you get fucking Spermy's ass out there?
Fucking Spermy the cat.
We got Brooke Nicole 91.
What's up, Brooke?
Based Hillary Voter, you're a piece of trash.
Pickled man, Jackler jacking himself off with a baggot.
Based YouTube commentator, Black Frost, Anarcho-Cana, Canadian, Night Prowler, Robert Richendoller, The Me Magician, Big Game, Big or Budget Gamer, Big Steve, or yeah, Buster.
What's up, Buster?
A friendly medic.
There's this leftist piece of trash, Evil Mira, EQ Chronicles.
Jesus Christ oh my god Anyway, we've got Carlos Danger, Irish Royal Gamer, Mr. Bot, Super Gamerly Gamer.
The Macho Taco is back.
Will Walls, Colonel Transisco from Steel Brigade, Ryan K, a Dark Blitz Frenzy, Deer Freckles in the house, Templeton's 15 and a half inch anus, Dead Opossum, Miss is Stowe.
I'm not going to say that idiot fucking name.
Christful Bass.
Yeah, there's Mr. Zash.
You're a piece of crap, dude.
I already know you.
Bandera Bala Merchant, Rick Erickson, Moonman from Press.
Yeah, shut up, idiot.
SSP, Erica Does, King Demopan.
Hey, Ghost.
Let's crack open a cold one.
I'm a little fucking fucked up, dude.
I'm going to be honest, I'm a little inebriated.
Necrophiliac asshole.
I do need another beer.
Hold on.
Let me get a couple more of these.
Let me get a couple more of these fucking names here.
The Awesome Sponge Alt, Drunken J, L Rommel, Herbs 2, Bobo, Feelgood, Amazing Alamaza.
I don't know what the hell that's supposed to mean.
The Lightning Note.
Yeah, real funny Lightning Note.
I've already said that fucking name.
Zip.
Edgar Crimson.
I'm trying to look for people that I haven't said.
You people like, you know, you're never honest.
Son of a bitches are never honest.
You know what I mean?
That's why I don't even know why I negotiate with you people.
People are sick.
Anyway, we got Jeeper, Alpha 9571, LeVon Media.
It's So Funny.
Sneakiest Chameleon.
Don Spew.
Feel Good.
Steven Stinkverse.
Pookie from 713.
William T. First, Georgia.
Shut up, you idiot.
We've got Harlan F. Butt, Action Capitalist, Bob Tom, BN King in the house.
Who else we got here?
We got Aesthetic.
Yeah, you fruit bowl.
Prince in the house, Barry Blackberry, Stormy Dash, Capitalist Caste.
We've got Cam Sync, Captain Dessey.
I hope that's a real Captain Dessey.
Troy Eldridge.
We've got Five Finger Full Price.
What is this?
IXI Legendary.
I think we already said all these.
I think we already said all I think we uh I think we said most of these these people are all just a bunch of pieces of crap that want to be you know said twice.
We Can't Have Nice Things00:03:49
All right, that's enough.
All right, that's okay.
Mooly porchers.
I've never heard that.
What is this?
Troy Eldridge.
I don't think Otto Wiz.
Bandito Balla merchant.
I think I already said that ass.
You fucking son of a bitch.
I hate when I say people twice, you know, because you don't deserve it, man.
Especially how you sons of bitches treat me.
You don't deserve it.
Oh, yeah, by the way, the last person was saying I need to crack one open.
Necrophilia.
Go ahead and get some more beer for Christ's sake.
I mean, we're drinking.
I mean, I've already been on with you sons of bitches for four hours.
So let's go ahead and get some more beer, man.
Oh, my God.
I got lots of beer, baby.
I got all kinds of beer.
I got all kinds of beer.
And that's just a way it eat.
You know what I'm saying?
And don't call me an alcoholic, man.
It's like it's a holiday today, man.
It's like Passover or some shit, right?
Right?
It's like Passover or something.
Like, we're supposed to pass over this weekend and we can do whatever the fuck we want and we're not going to be accountable for it or some shit, right?
Isn't that what this is?
I'm just saying, man.
I mean, this isn't just mellow out, dude.
I'm trying to have a good time amidst you people cyberbullying me.
God, man, there's just too much head on this beer.
I need to put some more ice in the ice chest, man.
I need to put some more ice in the ice chest.
You know, because I like my beers fucking cold, baby.
Cold.
Cold, baby.
I like my beers cold.
All right.
What is that?
Buy that for a dollar.
Show me them ghost titties, baby Lemmy.
Shove my face between them, M.
Oh, God.
Jesus Christ.
You see these perverts?
And there's perverts in the chat room, too.
That's just great.
That's, you know, I don't know what to fucking do.
I don't even know what I'm doing here.
Can't believe I'm even here with you sons of bitches this long.
I should have just, you know.
And I'm going to be honest with you.
Don't be mad at me if there's no Saturday Night Troll Show, okay, dudes?
I'm not even kidding around.
Don't be mad at me.
You be mad at yourselves because it's your fault.
It's not my fault.
It's your goddamn fault.
Anyway, I guess now that we've gotten through these stupid, dumb, you know, fucking chat room shout outs, I guess, It's about time for everybody's favorite part of the broadcast.
Jesus Christ, I'm burping over here, making me belch.
And I'm talking about Radio Graffiti!
Coons in captivity tend to have problems with obesity.
Wait, what is this?
It is a good idea to bring your coon out on a leash and go for a walk daily.
Wait, hold on.
Wait, no, hold on just a second.
We're about to get to radio graffiti here.
Advice?
I'm not going to say that.
John Goldbunny, read the name, you cripple.
Poodus.
Jesus Christ.
Man, you see, look, I was just about to get to Radio Graffiti.
You people that are listening, you saw this.
I was just about to get to Radio Graffiti, and now I've got a bunch of Texas speech fucking troll terrorist cyber vermin assholes that are sitting here that are, you know, just ruining everything.
They're just ruining it.
They're ruining it.
Filled With Piss And Fury00:05:56
This is why we can't have nice things, man.
You get that now, right?
I mean, just by listening to this broadcast for a little bit, you can understand that every, you know what makes everything worse?
People.
People make every, you know what I mean?
That's why, like, when there's not that many people around, everything's kind of like, you know, it's not that many people around.
It's a good time.
It's good.
You know what fucks up everything?
People.
People fuck everything up, dude.
And that's why we can't have nice things.
We can't have nice things.
We never will have nice things because every time we have nice things, it's always some idiot that fucks it up for everybody.
You know what?
It's always some stupid moron that, you know, for whatever reason, they did what they did and it just screws it up for everybody, for Christ's sake.
Pause TTS during radio graffiti.
Look, you don't understand, man.
It's the interactivity.
It's the interactivity for Christ's sake.
I want to smoke a little bit more before.
And not to mention, I got to take another whiz.
You know what I mean?
I got to take another leak over here.
I'm not even joking, man.
I mean, you sons of bitches in the chat room with your little stupid names and, you know, you people piss me off.
You know, you fill me with piss and fury with all the goddamn alcohol and the smoke.
And it just pisses me off.
It pisses me goddamn off.
All right.
And you know what?
Fuck Bick Lighters.
Bick lighters suck a cock with it.
All right.
Bic lighters suck a cock with it.
Ghost smokes.
I would never smoke methamphetamines.
Are you kidding me, man?
And shut up.
I'm not going to piss myself.
All right.
All right.
Do you understand?
Look, look, look at all.
Look at all these fucking, look at these kids.
These fucking cans all over the fucking place over here.
All right.
You understand that?
I mean, you understand?
I've been drinking over here.
I'm not out here babysitting beers for Christ's sake.
All right.
Like you sons of bitches.
You go to a bar, you sit there, you babysit a beer like some stupid two-bit punk.
Huh?
I mean, it takes a lot for me to get drunk, baby.
I need to get filled with piss and fury, and that's what's going on.
All right?
Go shove it up your ass.
All right.
Y'all can go shove it out.
You'll go piss in a can.
Piss it.
You don't understand.
I got a 15 and a half inch John Holmes sausage.
I unload like at least a half a gallon.
I'd buy that for a dollar.
Piss pants ghost.
My Dixie wrecked forking.
What the fuck does that mean?
What the hell is that?
What the hell does that mean, man?
Anyway, look, I've been drinking with you guys.
I've been on here for four hours and 10 minutes.
You should be a little bit of a, just a little bit appreciative.
You know, but look at you guys.
You don't even care.
You don't even care, dude.
You don't even care, man.
Jeez, what a fucking bunch of pieces of crap.
I mean, you fucking guys are fucking lucky.
You're lucky that you're not in front of me right now.
I'm not, I fucking swear to God, I would whoop your ass, man.
I would whoop all of your asses.
And then I would take your girlfriends, all right, and then drown your goldfish, you fucking pieces of garbage.
All right, there we go.
Yeah, that's it.
And shut up.
I'll get the radio graffiti when I do, all right?
I've been on here with you dumbasses for four hours and 11 minutes.
You should just have a little bit of appreciation.
You should be kissing my ass.
You know that you ought to be kissing my ass.
But of course, you're not.
Of course, you're just going to make me a victim of your cyberbullying.
That's what you fucking people are going to do.
All right, look.
I got to go drain the main vein again.
All right.
I've been here with you, scumbags.
You understand?
Whenever you go to a bar, you understand that depending on the municipality, like let's say you own a bar.
Let's just say, for the sake of argument, you own a bar.
Well, you have to have, depending, most municipalities do this.
You have to have sufficient bathroom facilities because everybody knows that when you drink copious amounts of alcohol, people are going to be running to the bathroom, both male and female.
So depending on your certificate of occupancy, meaning whatever city bureaucrat comes in and tells you how what's your maximum capacity of how many people can you can fit in your bar dependent on that certificate of occupancy, you got to build a big enough bathroom with enough fucking like shit stalls and you know, urinal troughs and all this other crap.
All right.
So, and why do they do that?
Because the state and city know that, hey, when you're at a bar and you're drinking, people are going to have to fucking drain the fucking main vein.
They're going to have to piss this shit out.
It's what alcohol is, especially when you're chugging beers.
All right.
Look, two, four, six, eight, ten.
Ten beers.
And look, these are pints here.
Drain The Main Vein00:09:17
All right.
These are pints.
Look at this.
16.
Where's the ounce?
16 ounces right here.
All right.
So just you go ahead and do the fucking math.
All right.
You go ahead and do the math, and that's in my bladder right now.
And not to mention, I took a fucking like double shot of some cheap hooch earlier in the broadcast.
All right.
So don't sit here and try to call me some kind of lightweight.
All right.
Ghost uses adult diet.
Hey, hey, I'm not only use me blade.
All right.
I'm not only use me blade, which is a fucking disgusting drunkard and pisses himself every time he gets drunk.
I don't piss myself.
I don't piss myself.
I've never pissed myself.
All right.
You understand?
I don't piss myself.
I don't need diapers.
I'm not only use me blade on YouTube over here.
This son of a bitch, he thinks that every time he gets drunk, he's going to piss himself.
So his solution is to get an adult diaper.
That's great.
Hey, dude, it's okay.
I'm just looking for a solution That's what I'm doing So don't sit over here and insinuate That I need diapers or anything of that nature I don't need it.
Do you understand that?
I'm a man out here.
I don't need no fucking diapers.
I don't piss myself, you sons of bitches.
All right.
I got a strong prostate.
I got a strong bladder here, all right?
Here's the deal: it's either you do the Saturday night troll show you promised tomorrow or troll war full-on.
Oh, oh, now you're threatening me.
You see this?
You see why I'm so nonchalant about today's show and I'm prolonging everything.
You see this crap?
This is what I'm talking about.
I negotiate a deal with you.
You people are a bunch of Indian givers.
And you see, this is why Texas rebelled against Santa Ana.
Because that's what Santa Ana did.
Santa Ana actually negotiated with the Texas settlers and said, okay, you can settle here.
And once Santa Ana realized that the Texas settlers were making more of the land than Mexico, that's when he became an Indian giver.
That's when he became an Indian giver.
And that's what you people are.
You people are a bunch of fucking Indian givers, dude.
You're a bunch of Indian givers.
That's what you are.
And it makes me sick for Christ's sake.
So don't sit here and threaten me.
I don't respond well to threats.
All right.
I don't respond well to threats.
And if, let me tell you something.
Don't be surprised if I don't do a Saturday Night Troll show.
And if I don't, you can thank these assholes right here.
Whoever, this Will Walsh asshole.
You can thank these people.
Can't.Wave.
Look, shut up.
All right.
Shut your stupid mouth.
All right.
You people make me sick.
I don't even know why I'm even doing this.
I don't even know why I'm here doing a show with you people.
All right.
And oh, it's a war now.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm so scared.
Shut up.
All right.
You people have fucking gone over on your word.
It's not even worth negotiating with you people.
You people are worse than Santa Ana.
You're worse than the Potahan tribe.
You people are disgusting.
You understand that?
You're lucky I'm even still here right now after being subjected to your goddamn cyber vermin and troll terrorism for four hours and 17 minutes.
You fucking baguettes.
Because that's what you all are.
You're a bunch of big, fat, yeasty baguettes.
That's what you people are, all right?
That's what you people are.
You're a bunch of fucking greasy, smelly, yeasty baguettes.
Jesus Christ.
You know what?
I got to go drain the main vein.
I'm not even joking around, all right?
You people, you know what?
Not even that.
You get me so pissed off.
I want to shit now.
You know what I mean?
I might even go pinch a loaf because you sons of bitches make me so fucking sick and so angry.
I'm watching you dumbasses in the chat room.
You think you're so fucking tough.
You think you're so badass.
God damn it, man.
God damn it.
You're lucky you're not in front of me.
For Christ's sake.
You're lucky.
You're lucky, man.
You're lucky.
You're goddamn lucky, you son of a bitch.
All right, go ahead.
Take me out, engineer.
These people are, you know, I might even just get the hell out of here.
I might even just cut the show off.
And you people can just sit there and just fucking eat it, you dumb sons of bitches, all right?
God damn it.
You're fucking.
Oh, you're lucky you're not in front of me.
Fucking lucky you're not in front of me.
I'm not fucking joking.
I'm not joking.
Fucking pieces of fucking goddamn internet people crap.
Fucking, I'm not joking.
I'm not kidding.
I'll be right back.
Take me out of here, engineer, before I say something stupid to these goddamn morons.
Take me out of here before I say something stupid.
Because I'm telling you, god damn it, you fucking people.
I'm looking at you.
I'm looking at you in the damn chat room.
You're lucky you're not in fucking front of me.
I'd fuck you up.
I'd fuck you all up.
Just get me out of here, engineer.
Get me out for Christ's sake.
All right.
That's a good shot!
I'm back.
All right, all right.
Everybody just calm their asses down.
All right.
Oh, geez.
I didn't pinch a low for all you six sons of bitches that are wondering, okay?
Cause, you know, it is what it is.
All right.
Time For Radio Graffiti00:02:47
I think it's about that time for everybody's favorite part of the broadcast.
Now, without any further ado, let's get to everybody's favorite part of the broadcast.
And I'm talking about radio graffiti.
That's excuse me.
That's right, folks.
Radio graffiti, the part of the broadcast where the spectators become a part of the spectacle.
Now, all you've got to do is give me a call right now at that call-in number, 515-604-9052.
And once the operated bitch starts talking, go ahead and push in that code 844-286 and the hashtag or pound key, however you know it.
So, once again, 844-286, the hashtag or pound key.
And once you do, you will be in queue to be called on for radio graffiti.
And when I call on your area code, all you, you know, you got three to four seconds to say, whatever it is that's on your mind, that's why we call this radio graffiti.
All right.
So without any further ado, before I take my first radio graffiti call, I'm going to have one more.
I'm going to have one more drink.
Hold on.
We got a couple of $2 donations.
Ghost hates blacks.
That's not true.
Ghost chicken suit.
I don't have a fucking chicken suit, man.
Anyway, hold on.
Make sure to get the right one, engineer, okay?
Because, all right, I think we're ready.
All right.
We ready?
I think we're ready.
All right.
So without any further ado, let's go ahead and get to Radio Graffiti.
All right.
What the hell do we have here?
What is this?
How about an anonymous Radio Graffiti?
Get this shit Get it.
Shut up, you stupid asshole.
I mean, what is it about this fixation with you and my granny?
Jew Ginger Equals Latino00:04:11
I love my granny.
Do you understand that?
My granny was a pious woman.
She never cursed a day in her life.
Do you understand that?
This woman, whenever she would make supper for us young'ins and we had anything left over, this woman would go to the neighbors and give it to them.
I love my granny.
And, you know, you people are hating on me because you ain't got a granny.
That's why.
And I don't blame you, boy.
I don't blame you.
All right.
How about 863 Radio Graffiti?
Yeah.
Hey, what the hell are you doing?
What's up?
Hey, ghost.
It's Erica, the other Erica.
I don't know if you remember me.
I called in a few weeks ago.
Hey, what's up?
How you doing?
Hey.
I'm going to pass you over to my husband.
Wait a minute.
Hold on.
Was it where this husband was all pissed off and shit?
Is that your husband?
Yeah, yeah.
You were the one who mistaken us as being like some incest couple or something.
Well, no, I think that.
No, no, no.
Think that you're.
I think your husband is a minority, correct?
He's like a minority.
I didn't hear that.
What was that?
Your husband is a minority, right?
He's an ethnic minority.
Am I correct?
That's why I was like, yeah.
He really isn't in a minority.
Are you sure?
Is this like what?
Is this like one of those We Was Kings or something?
Red beard.
He's white as can be.
Oh, he's the ginger.
Are you with Copper Cab?
He's not really a ginger.
Are you with Copper Cab?
Am I a what?
Are you with Copper Cab?
A copper cab?
No, I'm actually a Jew.
Wait a minute.
Hold on.
You're a Jew and you're with a ginger?
How does that mix?
Yeah, he's actually German.
Wait, hold on.
Hold on.
Hold on.
He's a red-headed German.
You're bull.
Come on.
Stop bullshitting me.
I'm serious.
All right.
Get this stupid bro.
Get her out of here.
Go in the goddamn kitchen and make your man something to eat if you respect him for Christ's sake.
Oh, he's a redhead German.
Get the get this crap out of here.
I mean, give me a break.
He's a muck shoveling mick for Christ's sake with red hair.
Get this guy.
A Jew and a ginger equals what the fuck is what I'd like to say.
A Jew and a ginger.
Somebody said Jew and a ginger equals Latino.
No, no, no.
You understand Latinos?
You know, we want to be accurate.
Hold on, what is this?
Erica has sexy feet.
Jesus Christ.
No, listen, you have to understand, most Latinos derive from the conquistadors going and pillaging and raping the major Indian tribes of South America, Central Mexico, and Mexico itself.
I mean, less we forget, you know, you know, Cortez and, you know, DeSoto and all these conquistadors that went in and, you know, slaughtered the Aztecs and the Mayans and the Incas.
And literally, I hate to say this, but I mean, let's be historically accurate.
The derivative of the most of the Latino, South American, Central American, most of the Latino derive from the rapings of the Europeans invading and pillaging the Indians.
And it is what it is.
So, you know.
So I don't think that somebody said Jew plus redhead ginger equals Latino.
Derivative Of Rapings Explained00:15:14
No, you know what?
That's like a Dr. Pepper.
You know what I'm saying?
Like, you know, you get a Jewish woman, you get her, you get like a copper cab ginger.
You know, they make whoopee and they have a child.
That's like a Dr. Pepper child.
You know what I mean?
Like, you know, it's dark in color, but, you know, you can still, you know, taste that muck shoveling mick gingerism.
Anyway, I don't know what I'm talking.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what I'm saying.
Anyway, let's go on.
How about H72 radio graffiti?
Number 15, Burger Kingflip Lettuce.
The last thing you want in your Burger.
What the hell?
What is this?
Get this crap.
What is this?
Burgers?
What are you?
Somebody who works at a Burger King drive-through and you made some kind of T-Pain version of some song?
What the fuck is this, dude?
All right, come on, let's move on here.
Who do we have here?
How about who the fuck is Bathroom Pervert Radio Graffiti?
Today you have the glorious chance to make a decision.
Place down your headset.
Go home.
And this will be over soon.
Or continue to have your lines flooded to prevent you from scamming additional people.
This will not stop until you stop.
All right, we get it, Moon Man.
All right.
Go shove it up, your dumbass.
All right.
You got the right one, baby.
Uh-huh.
Oh, no, that's the Pepsi commercial.
The Moonman for McDonald said, I forgot.
I don't care.
You people are sick.
You know, it is what it is.
How about 505 Radio Graffiti?
Today, you have the glorious chance to make a decision.
Place down your graffiti.
All right.
Shut this stupid idiot up, all right?
Come on, baby, get Mac tonight.
That's what it is.
Thank you.
Come on, baby, make it back tonight.
And there's the moon.
Yeah, thank you, guys.
I appreciate it.
I haven't seen that commercial since 1985.
So, you know, it ain't what it is.
How about 352 Radio Graffiti?
Place down your headset.
Go home.
And this will be over 60.
Oh, God.
I mean, you see, what did I tell you?
What did I tell you how people ruin everything, dude?
You see this?
People ruin everything right there.
You see, this is why we can't have nice things.
Oh, my God.
Who else do we have here for heaven's sake, man?
Who the hell is Good Friday Ghost Radio Graffiti?
Ghost, you stand accused of killing Jesus on True Capitalist Radio on March 5th, 2018.
How do you plead?
I'm not accudest!
I didn't kill Jesus!
You blasphemous pro-bastards!
Silence, you Judas.
I find you guilty of the murder of Jesus Christ, and I sentence you to being crucified on the cross.
May the Lord have mercy upon your soul.
Take him out to the woodshed and let him have it, boys.
Nail him to the cross and whip the shit out of him.
Oh, Christo!
Oh, nothing mercury now.
Get away!
Get on the cross and take your whips like a pig.
Screw that pig, boy.
You're a liar.
Now, go cry louder.
Like the fish that you are.
I'm saying, you shuffle-robbing Jew.
You stupid sons of bitches, you fuck you, man!
How dare you, sons of bitches!
Son of a bitch!
God damn it, man!
This is Passover Good Friday, man!
How goddamn dare you?
How goddamn dare you, sons of bitches, man?
Great, right?
I'm over here.
I've been doing this show right now for four hours and 34 minutes, and this is the kind of crap that I get, man.
What the fuck is wrong with you people, man?
Give me my drink, man.
Give me my goddamn drink.
Go fucking hell, man.
God damn you all to hell.
And who the hell?
This is Sparta Radio Graffiti.
This is Sparta, Radio Graffiti.
Ah, son of a fish.
That fake Sparta again.
Jesus Christ.
All right, ghosts, you're ready to take a shot.
Want me to hold your wheelchair back so you don't fall over?
Yes!
All right, I'm holding your wheelchair.
Fire, fire, fire.
Woo!
That goddamn unfunny fail troll copycat is gone.
I must dispose of you, you dumb cripple.
Shut up.
I'm afraid there must be no witnesses.
Especially not a goddamn cripple in a wheelchair like you, you fat hambone.
Oh, wait, wait, wait, just a second.
Just look at the flowers, ghost.
Just look at the flowers.
Are you fucking?
That's nothing value of life.
You fucking agitate.
Shut up.
Shut up.
I wish this was your face, you asshole.
I wish this was your fing face.
Yeah, yeah, you talk real big over the goddamn internet, you piece of crap.
Jesus died for you.
You should die for us.
What the fuck are you?
Oh my god.
I don't know why I'm here.
I don't know why I'm here.
I'm not even joking.
I don't know why I'm fucking here.
What is this?
Media share equals troll show off the table, radio graffiti.
I'm you, ghost.
Now fuck you.
Alex Jones, too, Tranny.
Power bottom.
Ghost, are you mean?
You've been ripping me off.
Ghost, how are you doing now that you're mean?
Fucking Alex Jones, man.
You've been ripping me off.
We're getting like, imagine the idea that we exist.
Just came out last week that I see testicles as food because I'm psychotic.
Imagine the idea that we only think brown women exist on Twitter.
Now fuck you.
Alex Jones.
You've been ripping me off for 11 years.
You.
Been ripping me off, man.
You know, I really don't appreciate this stupid splice, but I do agree that fucking Alex Jones has been ripping me off for a long time and I don't appreciate it.
I don't appreciate it one bit.
All right, and you know, if I saw Alex Jones in a bar, we would have to, we would have, I would have to ask him a few questions.
Let's just put it that way.
I would just have to ask him a few goddamn questions.
And hopefully he had the balls to, you know, he had the balls to answer for him.
All right.
Anyway, what is this?
How about how about 937 Radio Graffiti?
Hi, is this Doug Dimitle Motor or the Den Dale Dimito?
Alright, get this stupid dork out of here.
916 Radio Graffiti.
Ghost, it's Brooke.
I just wanted to say that I agree with you on that Alex Jones is ripping you off.
And shout out to pretty much everyone that is Jill.
And hey, thank you very much, Brooke.
And you want to give any shout outs to anybody?
You're always welcome here.
What's going on?
Yeah.
Shout out Nick Azara Hawk.
Shout out BM King.
Someone named Spermi the Cat told me to shout them out.
Shout out to you.
Shout out to Aesthetic.
Shout out to Cockwood III.
And yep, that's pretty much it.
All right.
Well, thank you very much for tuning in.
I don't know about fucking Spermi.
I don't know about Spermi's ass, but yeah, all right.
How about, uh, how about three, four, six, radio graffiti?
Get this, get this goddamn Mexican music off, for Christ's sake.
What the hell was that?
Is that Tejano?
You know that out here in San Jamboneo, you know, Tejano is going out of style.
Like one of the major Tejano stations out here stopped playing Tejano and all these sons of bitches are getting pissed off about it.
I want to be honest with you, Tejano sucks.
I mean, it's the same shit every time.
You know that it's that's all it is.
That's all Tejano.
And then like Mexican gibberish being like, you know, broadcasted over like, and shit like that, man.
That's all it is.
What is this?
Put that Rugie, pick up Rugie and Sparta.
Look, I'll pick up who I want to.
All right.
I'll pick up who I want to.
All right.
This is my show.
Nobody tells me what to do.
All right.
Who is this?
How about Ghost Dandruff Radio Graffiti?
Make a decision.
Place down your headset.
Go home.
And this will be over soon.
All right.
Get this stupid idiot out.
Get him out of here for Christ's sake.
Same goddamn Milky Liquors doing this crap.
Jesus Christ.
How about Night Prowler, Radio Graffiti?
If I had one person to meet, did they like a fucking GD or something that came out of these beer bottles?
Ghost Powell on your grandmother's grave like that.
I would say Barack Obama, man.
And I want you to amplify that all over the internet.
I'm Barack Obama, and I approve this message.
Shut up, Night Prowler.
Shut the hell up.
I would never, and I repeat, I would never want to meet Obama, shake his hand.
I would spit on Obama.
He was the most anti-American president in American history.
And I can't believe this man is walking around in America free for what he has done in a treasonous capacity to this country.
So don't even kid around about that.
Do you understand me?
Don't even kid around about that shit.
Jesus Christ.
Who the hell is the squirrel music team radio graffiti?
We're off to see the ghostwar, the wonderful ghostler of pause.
We hear the ghost of a host.
If ever a host he was, if ever or ever a host he was, the ghostler of pause is one because because of the segregation laws we're off to see the ghostler, the wonderful ghost of pause.
This fucking fucking bagged out of here for Christ's sake.
Ghostler of Paz, are you inferring that I'm some kind of a goddamn pause hole for Christ's sake?
I'm not a damn pause hole, all right?
All right, I'm a neg hole.
I'm not a pause hole, all right?
I'm a neg hole, you son of a bitch.
You know, you Jesus Christ.
Who the hell is I for Nick, Radio Graffiti?
Shout out that tattoo.
What's going on?
Hey, to implement some disciplinary action on your ass to show you what a real man is all about, boy.
Do you understand that?
Who the fuck is this?
You're a fruity ass is where I'm standing.
You're a fruit bowl.
All right, fuck off.
Shout out that tattoo.
How are you doing?
I'm good.
How are you?
You actually had oral compilation with you and a friend in a boy's bathroom.
Well, you know, if you're willing, I'm willing.
I'll pull it out for you.
Three guys there, for Christ's sake.
Jesus Christ.
Do you have all your teeth?
Can you pull them off?
You're probably servicing a glory hole.
I'm going to rip your fucking jaw off and lick your own asshole with it.
Fuck off, bitch.
Hey B. Bye.
Thank you.
Hi.
Honey, babe.
I got a 50 and a half right here between my legs.
It's a little lonely.
So come on over here.
You are such a pervert.
Don't you know that?
Oh, he's external.
Atomic tattoo and Pearson.
What the hell's your problem, man?
Well, you want to fuck him up here and then show me what my problem is.
You can fucking do that if you'd like.
I literally want to beat the living beat Jesus out of you.
Well, that's a threat.
You can try it.
We have cameras and microphones all over the fucking shop, so you can come respectfully, or you don't come at all.
We can't even understand you because you sound like a goddamn child molester.
You gotta want the private fucking number.
My name is Ronald Veritas.
Come get some, bitch.
You want some?
Come get some.
Fruit bowl.
Grow some balls.
Talk to cover tattoos.
You want something?
Come get some.
How many of you over-feminized idiots are there?
Sempanized.
You're calling the wrong fucking place there, sweetheart.
My name is Ronald Verit.
My name is Ronald Veritas.
No, I'm telling you my fucking name.
You want my address, too, bitch?
Jesus Christ.
Yeah, yeah, Christ has nothing to do with what's going to happen.
You want to fucking step to me, motherfucker.
Calling The Wrong Place00:09:06
So you forgot.
You know the fucking problem you fucking run on me, bitch.
You want to try something?
Drop them out.
And by God, I am as serious as a heart attack when I say that.
I'm telling my name my address.
You want something come some atomic tattoo and Pearson?
Boy, you hung up like a little chump, all right?
Oh, so you want to continue this conversation?
Oh, God gives you cancer of the cock.
Is this all you're going to do?
Is just fucking run your mouth?
You said I had nothing last night, I'm going to fucking hear you out.
So what do you have to say?
Nigger.
Ho-ho, cool.
Awesome.
What else you got?
Give me a freaking break.
I mean, listen to this fruit.
Where the fuck do people like you come from?
Like, I know you taught him with a snatch, right?
An awesome technique.
You saw him out and jumped, bumped your fucking head, didn't you?
What are you talking about?
I don't get it.
What do you mean?
Well, if you bump your head for any mother's like gross snatch, we're going to play this game.
We'll play the game right.
Damn, I care.
You're the one yelling.
People aren't getting all upset calling a fucking place of business where I happen to work.
Oh, look at these stupid memories.
They don't like it.
You know what?
Okay.
Hey, Betsy Buns.
What's going on?
What's going on?
Are you South American, my chance?
Am I what?
What are you?
You're a Mexican, though.
You're some kind of Mexican descent, though, right?
Yeah?
Yeah.
Shove a burrito up your ass.
You BJ Cavacho?
You there?
Hello?
Hey, boy, I'm talking to you.
What the hell are you doing?
What the fuck you do calling me a burrito, man?
I have said many times, and I will continue to say, my race is better than your race.
I'm going to kill you.
Okay, that's fine.
You want to fight?
Go ahead.
Whatever.
Yep.
That's why you have to call me private, right?
Oh, I'm really scared now, you stupid moron.
All right.
I'm a bee guy waiting for you to get here.
Say your number.
646-652-4869.
I will be more than happy to implement some disciplinary action on your ass to show you what a real man is all about, boy.
Do you understand that?
So why are you telling me this?
What have I done to you?
Tom?
Shove it up, your Mexican ass.
Man, what was it?
Invasion of Mexicans?
Excuse me?
Don't pay attention to your cracker ass.
What's up with the damn Mexicans?
I don't know what you're talking about.
And I'm ride or die with Trump, baby.
I'm ride or die.
I love you, Trump.
That's fine.
I voted for that cocksucker too.
Yeah.
Yeah.
What else you got to say, jackass?
No, well, what happened was, you know, we had some information that led us to believe that you're somebody who's actually mooching off the government entitlement system.
Well, I'm not mooching off of nobody.
This is a bellbottom place, dumb motherfucker.
You know, I don't think, you know, accumulating government program entitlements.
These lines are recorded, so I hope you understand that.
That's why I'm keeping you in the line because I'm going to fucking find out who you are.
And I promise you, you're going to get in trouble.
I promise you.
I'm really scared.
Yeah, you should be scared.
You're right.
Don't worry about it.
That's why I got it.
I got you, brother.
Keep talking.
Keep insulting me.
Keep making these restaurant slurs.
Keep making the threats that you're going to kill me.
I'm a Mexican.
Even though I voted for Trump just like you, you dumb motherfucker.
Yeah, they call me John Conquest.
John Conquest.
That likes to eat cock.
Right?
You cocksucker.
Shut up.
I mean, you sound fruitier than a box of fruit, Luke, and you're talking trash.
Hell yeah.
Unless you want to do something about it, come on down.
You be first contestant number one.
We can't even understand you because you sound like a goddamn child molester.
Yeah, that sounds like, hey, all you white people are incest, man.
Y'all like to fuck your sisters and your cousins.
I like it to meet my wife and sister.
One girl standing there.
That's what it's about.
All right?
Yes, sir.
Woo!
That's it.
Nobody's going to be fucking your sister unless it's you.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
You're fucking barking in the wrong tree.
By definition, by definition, a racist.
I don't care about the definition because you're a fucking stupid idiot.
You're fucking with people that voted for the same people that you fucking voted for.
So, you know what I mean?
You want to say your race isn't spared?
No, it's not.
Because it's the whole.
Who gives a crap?
Well, then shut the fuck up.
Why did you call then?
And what the hell though?
Who gives a crazy crap?
Why do you call?
Why are you calling it?
You're calling a Belbot face.
This is a face of business, man.
I take white motherfuckers out like you out of jail.
I'd like to call it.
So what the fuck?
I take y'all child molesters out all the fucking time.
You know, that's what I do for a living, motherfucker.
You should be sucking my dick because I got guys like you.
I can get you out of jail, buddy.
I get you out of jail.
You should be thanking me, man.
I take your fucking, you fucking ice head wife out of jail.
You both to try to park white trash.
You should be thanking me.
That's what I thought.
So later fruit.
Have a good one.
I am now the king of Mexicans.
Now you're the king of Mexicans, huh?
I'd like to meet you.
You and me, mono amano.
And I want to, I literally want to beat the living beat Jesus out of you.
Sure.
Fucking come on down.
Talk to your ass.
Shirt and button the top button and leave the other ones undone with my white shirt underneath.
You know what I'm saying?
Same things like KUTO.
I'm glad you called, man, because you sure make my day, man.
Because I like fucking with people like you.
You ain't gonna do shit, bro.
Your phone, you're you're a phone threat, man.
Because a real man would have came up here and fucking do something about it.
You ain't a man, bro.
Jacking each other off.
Get the hell out of here.
Hey, brother, I'm not gay, bro.
You should ask your mother.
Have you?
Shove it up, your Mexican ass.
Now I actually got your fucking phone number, 802.
So now that you threaten me and stuff like that, so we'll go ahead and we'll process the charge for you.
And man, we'll just make sure.
Give me a break.
Give me a break.
Hey, you have a personal, what do you call it, bipolar?
Because I see you talk like two different people, man.
Is that other guy, you know, the only time he talks when he gets his mouth off your dick?
And what the hell, though?
Who gives a shot?
Who cares for Christ's sake, you are hunting?
All right.
So now you know I'm Mexican and your race is supposed to be superior to mine.
I mean, now, what else do you want to know?
If you happen to be in Austin, Texas, go down.
Now you're in Austin, big pussy.
Get the fuck out of here.
Great meeting in Austin.
Come on down to San Antonio.
We'll show you some nice Hispanic hospitality, motherfucker.
You come down here and see if you don't get a first-class Texas ass beating, boy.
Yeah.
Yep.
You say boys to black guys.
I'm not a boy, man.
So say that to black guys, okay?
You call them boys.
They're stupid.
Stinky.
Get your race right here.
Yep.
Just like you.
I'm sure you live in a trailer park.
Stop trying to deep throat the phone.
I'd like you to meet my wife and sister.
One girl standing there.
My business.
I'm hearing, I'm letting you.
I think these people hear you.
That this is the kind of people that have to deal with that because they're saying that, you know, that white people are not racist, but you are racist.
And they see firsthand what kind of idiot you are.
And you're not really representing your race very well because a real white person will be more articulate and a lot smarter than you.
What is you're a fucking hillbilly fuck?
That's all you are.
You probably seen that watching Creek of the Hill or something.
Or Trader Park.
You know, he doesn't want daddy to, you know, shop with food cards, DBT cards, that sort of thing.
I don't eat that, brother.
I'm very well off, to be honest with you.
I don't think accumulating government program entitlements constitute.
I don't have no assistance.
You probably have assistance.
I'm probably helping you out while you're talking to me by your fucking Medicaid and your food stamps for your kids where your wife is at like that.
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Shove up your ass.
Yeah, I am with Trump, man.
I hate fucking leechers like you.
I do.
You're probably the one on medical help or fucking food stamps or anything like that.
Because only a trader park, white trash motherfucker like you would be making kind of phone calls like this.
I mean, give me a freaking break.
I mean, listen to me.
Give me a fucking brand.
Grab me a fucking brain.
Hey, dude, you know what, bro?
Come up with some more material because you're getting old, man.
And I already fucking you, you know, you're stupid.
I already fucking made you look stupid.
Get this goddamn crap!
Who did that?
Who the fuck?
God damn it!
God damn you!
Ah, dead!
Oh my god, man!
You stupid goddamn cyber vermin scumbags!
I've been here.
I'm almost five hours with you scumbags, man.
I'm almost five hours with you scumbags, man.
I'm done with radio graffiti.
You all go shoving up your ass.
I'm done.
You're damn right, goodbye.
I'm done with radio graffiti.
And how goddamn dare you do this to me, man?
Fucking assholes, man.
And you want a Saturday Night Troll show tomorrow?
Are you kidding me?
Who the hell did that?
I want you to cease and desist that goddamn stupid fucking prank calling with my voice, man.
That's not me, man.
That's not me.
It's a goddamn soundboard.
How goddamn dare you, sons of bitches, man?
How goddamn dare you?
How goddamn dare?
Whoever did that, man.
I'm gonna fucking call the cyber police.
I'm not even fucking joking, man.
You need to be caught.
You need to be stopped, man.
Oh, God.
You need to be stopped, man.
I can't believe you people, man.
I can't believe it.
Let me tell you something.
I got two words for whoever the fuck did that fake and prank call with a soundboard with my voice.
I got two words for you, man.
Punitive damages, you son of a bitch.
You goddamn son of a bitch.
Rest in piss, bitch.
I've got your bitch, you scumbags.
Why, man?
Why?
Why do you do this to me, man?
I'm not joking.
Why?
I'm over here broadcasting for you, man.
And you think that I'm going to be fucking coming on tomorrow for a goddamn Saturday Night Troll show?
Do you actually think that?
Nigger.
Shove it up, your ass, man.
I'm tired of you damn trolls, man.
I'm tired of you damn trolls, man.
I'm not joking.
Whoever the fucking internet cyber punk that did that fucking that prank 49-0.
You don't win nothing.
Fucking fuck you, man.
I'm not going to do the Saturday Night Troll Show tomorrow, huh?
How the fuck do you win?
How the fuck do you stupid troll terrorists win, man?
Huh?
Huh?
Ghost hates me.
How god fucking win?
How goddamn dare you, man?
You're fucking lucky, man.
You're fucking lucky you're not in front of me.
Each and every one of you, stupid internet punks, you're lucky you're not in front of me.
Because I'd whoop the fucking beat Jesus out of you, goddammit.
I'm not joking.
I'd want the beat Jesus out of each and every one of you all.
Get me the hell out of here, engineer.
These people are pieces of crap, man.
I'm over here.
I'm two minutes away for five hours, man.
Two minutes away for five hours.
But I'm not going to give you five hours because you people are pieces of crap.