There comes a point in every podcast host's life when we must each ask ourselves: What is my price? How much does the one human soul I get... cost? It's something to chew on as you listen to this one, in which Tapan shamelessly panders to you, buying and selling your love like so many pocket combs, while Mike and Josh spend their pod money like normal people: on their ears and bladders. Later, Josh falls down too much, Mike lives vicariously through hobbyist magazines, and Tapan, well, Tapan sucks a piece of cheese right off a fork.
Pairings: a hopper full of balls; a gross orange; training wheels for skis... training skeels?