MoPod Show 2.0 - Gay Comedy Podcast

We kid Peasha a lot about his eyes and the fact that many times one of them seems to be a tiny bit larger than the other.  The oddest part of the whole thing is that it isn’t only eye.  They can alternate.  Here’s some video that simulates what it might look like if both eyes were to begin expanding.  Brace yourself.

When I diet, I read cook books. I know it sounds like self torture. However, I would like to think of it as being closer to what worldly traveling types do when they can’t travel….they research what exotic destination they might head to next. So, even though I won’t be allowing myself the decadent pleasure of making this entry from the Big Mo Kitchen, it feels right to pass it on to you.

The basic idea here is that sometimes you just want a about a mugs worth of cake. You don’t want to risk nullifying everything you’ve done at the gym earlier in the day, but you NEED some cake. We’ve all been there, right? So here’s a recipe for exactly one mugs worth of cake - made in a mug.

Thanks to Dizzy Dee for this great idea. I can’t wait for the day when the time is right for a celebratory cup o cake.

I have to say that I was really surprised to have Rev Phelps and his lovely family come out in support of the show with such a public display.  We are flattered to be part of your turn around, Fred.    I guess it’s true that laughter is the best medicine…even when trying to cure craziness.

Okay…okay… it’s not real.  But it would be fun to go there and put this on the sign outside their church.  You can make your own sign and send it to us by visiting this site.

We look forward to your own original creations linked in the comments below.

This week on the MoPod Show Peasha, Ruphus and Dangina run down all the best stories from this week along with our bestest commentary and insights. You’ll also learn some really interesting things that you can ONLY find out from the podcast. For example, which one of the MoPod Show boys once had surgery in a semi truck? What are the gastrointestinal ramifications of eating 6 times a day? and much much more.

Tune in…subscribe. Send us your feedback and ideas for the continuation of our gay dictionary.

Finally a reason to watch project runway! Who am I kidding, I was going to watch anyway but Woofy Keith Bryce does add a little extra incentive. Keith is 26 years old and is from Salt Lake City, Utah. He doesn’t have a BMB profile so that’s about all I know about him…so far.

You can check out his bio on BravoTV.com/Woof just kidding. It’s not /woof but that link will take you to Keith’s Project Runway bio page.

Good Luck Keith and Woof!

The other day I saw Jerry Springer on “America’s Got Talent” and it seemed ironic that he was wasting his talent on a show about talent. We all know that his true talent was in being a provocateur of the pale trashy variety of folks. Even though the show got stuck in its formula and lost its appeal after the 300th violent wade through the shallow end of the gene pool, I still miss it sometimes. Well this week felt like Christmas in July when I saw this little gem on CNN.

My favorite parts are when she holds her lit cigarette next to her traumatized toddlers mangled face AND when her bra is flapping in the wind as she storms out of the neighbors house. I really am considering remixing that video with a proper banjo background.

OMG - Just when you think things can’t get more fucked up.  I was going to call this post ReRe Eats Grandma’s Pussy or even the Re-Graduate or Tradguate but decided to use a How Stella Got Her Groove Back reference in the end. 

68 your old, Luella Mcadoo-Me of TAMPA, FL  was arrested after being accused of sexually abusing a 34-year-old handicapped man.  According to MoPod sources Luella was caught in the act holding that poor ReRe’s head between her old ass legs.

I don’t know what she was thinking…. Doesn’t she know about retard strength? She could have been killed!!!

Police Officials say the old ass cougar has been a family “friend” and often “cared” for the victim. I don’t know who was taking care of whom but I do know that this probably wasn’t the first time Luella tried the ‘tard and peanut butter trick’.

Mcadoo-Me is currently incarcerated at the Hillsborough County Pokey on a $7,500 dollar bond where she will probably get “bitched” by some butch lesbian and like it.  

You can read the real story here.

This MadTV send up of Project Runway is amazingly spot on.  Did you watch the start of the new season last night?

Exactly – what’s the fucking difference?  Well if you’re an American or you’re English, there is a LOT of difference between Brown and White.

I don’t meant the kind of difference where if a white guy puts his pecker in a stream he can tell you what the temperature is, but if his brown skinned buddy put’s his pecker in the same stream he can tell you how deep it is!  Nope, no-sir-ee. I ain’t talking about dippin’ peckers in streams or no place else, no ways.

‘Brown or White bread?’ I hear you all ask. The truth is, Skip recently bought a bread maker and made some seeded Brown bread and some fluffy moist White bread. If I had been asked to choose between the taste of a gorgeous Brown loaf, with pumping kin seeds, and a hot moist White loaf, both gently spread with salted Devonshire double cream butter, even after I had placed either type of bread in my mouth and chewed – I couldn’t genuinely say I preferred Brown over White. Nope, no-sir-ee. I ain’t making no preference between placing Brown or White baguettes in my mouth, or stuffin’ them baguettes in any-other-hole for that matter.

Mind you if you have ever dug a hole in the end of a moist home made loaf of bread and stuck your pecker in for a quick loaf fuck, (ala American Pie), I’d know exactly why! Personally, if I were to tear a hole in the bottom of a moist loaf, I’d prefer the pumping kin seed version - assuming the mixing blade had been removed! You can leave the mixing blade in if you prefer it that way!

Oh Dear, I digress into moist loaf sex.

I’ll ask you again, Brown or White, what is the fucking difference if you’re an American or English?

I’ll tell you – imagine with us as we go back in time. It is May 4th 1979 and Gloria Gaynor is the brown Diva of the disco Charts in America, while in the UK the white queen of politics, Margaret Thatcher aka the Iron Lady, is made Prime Minister of the United Kingdom.

Now travel with me nearly 30 years forward and into the present day. The white Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, that’s Mr Brown, is about to lose his keys to the Big House at number 10 Downing Street.

Meanwhile in the US of Gay, a brown man is most likely to get the keys to the Big White House.  That’s so, so fucking cool! If it was a Tarantino movie we could call the Democrat leader Mr Beige! (But if your not following all this let’s call him Obama and he is basically a very Light Brown).

Now look at this rationally - Hillary Clinton is no Iron Lady. She is a white Lady, but she has had too many imaginary incidents on airport runways in Bosnia for people to trust her. So there will not be a white Lady in the Big White House any time soon. Any way, that white Lady already gave the keys back on the Big White House so a Pig could get in there.

My point is, I am English and I’d still prefer to pop my pecker between Mr Obabma’s American Brown Buns because there is no way I am puttin’ my pecker any where near Mr Brown’s stinky English White Buns. Yeuchh!

As for you Lezza’s, I am sorry about the lack of Muff’in on the Hill. Next time girls!

I hope your enjoying the podcasts here in the MoPodshow, we are! If you fancy a hearing some more madness and mayhem from Skip and Drew, do visit us at http://gayscifinerds.co.uk.

When I first came out, a book was given to me that proved really helpful in my personal development. Yes, even more helpful than the mopod show. The book, The Four Agreements, is short and a quick read with just enough mystic spice to engage your right brain without wandering into new age-y or scientologist territory. The basic premise is that if you make these four agreements with yourself and try to live by them, lots of things will line up for you. Its not magic and I’m not perfect… a work in progress.

The four agreements are:

1. Be true to you word

2. Assume nothing

3. Don’t take things personally

4. Always do your best

As I read headlines from this week: the California step backwards to potentially nullifying hundreds of same-sex marriages in November AND a story about a housing development in Florida that is successfully excluding gay people from renting there. I feel my four agreements being assaulted by my brain’s survival instincts. Its hard not to assume the bigotry that seems apparent here and its also hard for us not to take this kind of thing personally. Even so, we have to recognize that challenges like these are actually reflections on the instigators of these things. Some one else’s short sightedness is about them, not us. As long as we keep building up examples of healthy, happy, professional, talented, etc. etc. gay people leading productive and interesting lives, that’s all that matters. And if taking the high road doesn’t motivate you, remember the best revenge is living well.