Every ragamuffin, half bit, jalopy-ass enterprise needs a patron; someone to advocate or at least tolerate the nonsense of the lower parts of society, and give their meager lives some illusion of meaning and grander.
Our silly show found our patron years ago in Mariners play by play announcer Aaron Goldsmith. Aaron joins us for another 90+ minutes of baseball talk, Husky Basketball (?), large quantities of roasting, and #dadchat. We are so, so grateful to him for putting up with us, now and always. Please enjoy us doing what we do best, which is nothing.
(Music credits: Macklemore, Sade, Cardinox)
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