The boys suit up for a cuddle party inside a custom-sewn pajama onesie crafted by Eric himself, and settle in to watch Peter Greenaway’s 1985 arthouse oddity A Zed and Two Noughts. Along the way, they wrestle with time-lapse photography of real decaying animals, an onslaught of wieners, porno–Wes Anderson–style symmetry, and some very horny snails. Not for the faint of heart—this one dives deep into some seriously heady, disturbing territory. But stick with it, trusted listeners… the weirdnes...
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The boys suit up for a cuddle party inside a custom-sewn pajama onesie crafted by Eric himself, and settle in to watch Peter Greenaway’s 1985 arthouse oddity A Zed and Two Noughts. Along the way, they wrestle with time-lapse photography of real decaying animals, an onslaught of wieners, porno–Wes Anderson–style symmetry, and some very horny snails. Not for the faint of heart—this one dives deep into some seriously heady, disturbing territory. But stick with it, trusted listeners… the weirdnes...
The story so far: After being trapped under ground for over a year in a mysterious movie store called "Moleman's Movie Hole," the boys still find ways to entertain themselves...typically with movies. This week, Eric's back! And after mistakingly grabbing the wrong movie off the shelf, we sit back to watch the 1986 horror/thriller classic The Hitcher! Come for the discussion on the greatness of Rutger Hauer, stay for the tangents about Eric's hitchhiking stories, where bodies would realistical...
Stabby Stabby
The boys suit up for a cuddle party inside a custom-sewn pajama onesie crafted by Eric himself, and settle in to watch Peter Greenaway’s 1985 arthouse oddity A Zed and Two Noughts. Along the way, they wrestle with time-lapse photography of real decaying animals, an onslaught of wieners, porno–Wes Anderson–style symmetry, and some very horny snails. Not for the faint of heart—this one dives deep into some seriously heady, disturbing territory. But stick with it, trusted listeners… the weirdnes...
