Brain Dead Radio Episode 130: 'Member The Good Times?

[Abraham Smashington]

Ceej and Rob are back and have no idea what to think.


Our duo is coming to grips with what the hell happened with the election and they are already turning on each other. Rob tries to ignore what is happening, Ceej thinks we need to build robots for the upcoming revolution, and they try to make sense of everything. Rob hated Sausage Party (Spoilers – 10:06-15:20) but he loves his giant robot and everything else about Titanfall 2.



They both miss Brendan Fraser, Ceej had a different viewing experience in regards to some movies from their childhood, and it comes to light that Ceej mostly fails at being an adult for reasons you may not guess. Rob may or may not be attuned, Ceej may or may not be a nunchuck master, and a Bro Ghost would be the best entity to be haunted by.

End song: Secret Broadcast – Don’t Feed The Crows

[Anderson]

Ceej needs to stop talking about his past. So, sad. Just so...sad.

[Abraham Smashington]

I wish we could go back in time and fuck with those kids that fucked with him.

Then I'd go back in time and beat the unholy hell out of my bullies

[Anderson]

I wish we could go back in time and fuck with those kids that fucked with him.

Then I'd go back in time and beat the unholy hell out of my bullies

I'd probably bang a teacher.

[gravedigger]

Same, Troy. Mrs. C or Miss V. What up, ladies?

Allegedly my sixth grade teacher was doing things with at least one of the kids in class. He bragged about it but I thought it was bullshit. Then I find out later that the school board, which my mom was on, was investigating her but couldn't make anything stick.

[Anderson]

Same, Troy. Mrs. C or Miss V. What up, ladies?

Allegedly my sixth grade teacher was doing things with at least one of the kids in class. He bragged about it but I thought it was bullshit. Then I find out later that the school board, which my mom was on, was investigating her but couldn't make anything stick.

Miss Young or the British one from 6th grade. Either way, somebody's catching a dick.

[Timothy225]

Had a hot college co-ed teaching us stuff in my 8th grade English/Literature class back in the early 80's. Used to see her jogging on the school's track in blue satin short-shorts and a tight white t-shirt covered in sweat, while I was TRYING to flip my bayonet-tipped rifle around during my AFJROTC Drill Team practice.

Only in my weird-ass life can I can merge 80's teenage sexual lust with military Drill and Ceremonies. Join me!