YKS Premium S35E01: The No Plans Episode

Just clicked the howell dawdy link and learned the YKS theme song is produced in my state 🔥🐎

I think my one conservative belief is that Dan's lifestyle makes me really mad

Threedom actually talked about armie hammer and cannibalism I think

Wrapping mike’s pill in a slice of American cheese so he will take it

Mike pretty slow on the uptake with how the T-shirt signup sheet works. Concerning

mike sounding even closer to death - not good!

Hey guys just wanted to pop in to say that I think that if we met in real life we’d be really good friends and you’d be proud of me

My near 60 y/o mother just shared with me that she picked up a peice of "brown" that she saw and assumed it was chocolate even tho she has a nasty old dog that just drops little shit nuggets. She realized it was a turd when the smell hit her this is all to say I'm offended by yall boys riffin on eating shit

SOOOOOKEHHHHH!!!!!! 🧛🏻

Huh?

Any plans for ep 500? You guys should all jerk off together. ❤️🤌

Can tell this is gonna be the crazy one

Getting a new DB from the huge tank of DBs floating in LCL at the bottom of Terminal Dogma

as a fan of the band, hearing jf go with "fontainer dc" really made me smile. check out their album Romance. or don't.

I know we're all laughing and having a good time, but I must issue a correction: Joel Embiid played for the US Olympic team, not the French team.

I thought IMDB was Mike’s @ on Bluesky

If this season is even close to as good as Simpsons season 35 we are in for a treat

The pro throwing food in the garbage episode

There was a squidbillies trucker hat made out of asbestos that said “I’m Did Asbestos I Can!!”

Apparently, with Salvia, you’re supposed to just like rub the leaves of it in the jungle with the tribal elders or some shit and we’re doing it completely wrong which is why it sucks ass

What began as a few drops of rain and a darkening of clouds on the horizon, amassing like an army preparing for battle, grew, by gusts and bursts of rain, more insistent, like the certain creeping advancement of disaster that is the fate of all mortal men. There was nowhere to flee under the vast horizon now as black as any night. The howling of wind and rain pulled at me and pushed my puny body across the stormy expanse of land barren of shelter. I was merely a bystander in some eternal battle between sky and land, the one tearing at the other, imperturbable, sending volleys of buckshot sand screaming into the heavens, occasional cannonballs of stone glancing off my flesh sent me reeling, pummeled, cracking bones, tossed like a doll thrown by a tempestuous child, this way and that. Suddenly even the implacable ground beneath my feet left me as my limp body was sucked up into the sickening tube of a tornado, and like in the chaos and fury of madness I lost all relationship to space and time and the universe became a dizzying senselessness of pure violence and motion, and I surrendered my consciousness for what I assumed was forever... By what strange magic I do not know, but I became again aware of the passage of time and the dull ache of pain. Presently I became again aware of my body enough to open my eyes and perceive where the storm had chosen to deposit me: by GOD! by all the good fortune in the heavens! The storm had thrown me down perfectly and seemingly as gently as a mother fox places her cub, right down onto a brand new episode of hit podcast Your Kickstarter Sucks with Mike Hale and Jessie farrrar! Stay safe in them there storms out there now dyahear boys.

love a no plan ep