First Seven Inch Club (AKA Border Boss)

This week we face the horrors of war, the horrors of jewelry, and the horrors of horror before shopping online for bass pedals to try to compete with possibly the first thing to ever happen on Long Island - MIND OVER MATTER.

Everything's changing. Sports are changing. The Smiths are changing. Food is changing but we think maybe our tan and sculpted elites have come up with a hack that allows a slow trickle of your money to continue its advance toward them even as you are slowly filed away into the Matrix mountain to become a wet battery. You know what can't be hacked though is physical media and TALK HARD started a whole label just to crab at you about that.

This episode is bananas - B*A*N*A*N*A*S. We talk about sport war and regular war and food and spree killing - same stuff as every other week. This routine's really got us in a rut. 10,000 steps and reading two books a week, maybe our hydration game is off. Let's collabo on moistmaxxing this week. Splash this H2O episode all over 3 of your most ashy friends and spread the wet, juicy word.

It's so weird dude, most of this episode we actually just talk about records. This might be the most any two dudes have ever talked about records. Anyway it's time to let your system overload with INHUMAN.

Old friends are making dusty old sounds while new friends make shocking new aromas while also still being old. That's just the story arc of our journey as humans which still isn't good enough for the unforgivingly hard, straight lines of the many German architects in MAN VS HUMANITY.

Today we're sussing out some of our favorite sniffs with the help of certified third party technician Grey X Gordon from the Demolisten Show. We carefully snap open each capsule on this 7" and inhale deeply before exchanging notes. Will it be old meat, gasoline, mesh shorts or Nike Air Max? Let's spritz a little FLOORPUNCH on our hot spots and find out.

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They call me Yuckmouth because I don't brush, and if you don't brush your teeth (or you just eat wooden twigs as a treat) then yes, you too, can be a YUCKMOUTH.

Ughhh... time to head out into a world of literal vampires where this one guy knows all the ingredients on every flag like he's the Gordon Ramsay of vexillology. How am I supposed to compete with that? Encyclopedia Brown over here. Ruining the bell curve. Maybe I can get ahead with some faith and nutrition tips from MORNING AGAIN.

Heat, Death, Heat-Death, all the things you don't care about when you're young. Youth is about velocity, ferocity, non-bogosity... flatuosity... Sorry I got a weird text and lost my train of thought. Did you know they make a flannel shirt based on Ashford & Simpson's "Solid"? Whoa they got DOWN IN FLAMES chinos!