You can avoid the food prattle at the top of this show if you like, since there’s not much in it for the clean-living.
I may act like all sorts of snob from time to time – an English snob, a beer snob, a computer and video-games snob – but despite the guidance of a dedicated and patient foodie-girlfriend, I’ve never been able to develop myself as a food snob. Â I wish like hell I had a palette that could distinguish paprika from allspice or some shit, but I’m the kind of person who sometimes mistakes pork for chicken. Â So, given my ‘druthers, I’d just as soon have a pair of hot dogs wrapped in a dollar pizza. Â Of course, I’d wash it all down with an artisan brew.
Somehow, Arjay had the balls to go and get his PS3 fixed in a way that makes no sense to the rest of us. Â Hair dryers were involved somehow, and for reasons we couldn’t come to terms with, it worked. Â We were hoping to wring some great drama out of him during what we were sure would be a difficult time. Â We were also hoping he’d be motivated to buy that 360 we’ve been pressuring him into. Â But Arjay has no patience for drama, and now, a week later, it’s as if nothing ever happened. Â I suppose we’re gonna have to break his shit for real.
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