Well, this is the death rattle of GMMOGMD.  The first of the three episodes posted today (Tuesday, September 21st, 2021) was a false flag.  It can be equated to a patient flatlining, the second one I guess would be the defibrillator that briefly allowed the show to regain consciousness, but now the fucker truly dies.  Thank you all so much for listening and supporting us over the years.  We will (not[because when you die you enter permanent nothingness{most likely}]) see you on the other side.

Ok so I goofed again, as is the wont of this 'cast.  Turns out I actually had 3 unreleased episodes, this is 2/3.  So the one that said it is for real the last episode ever is, in fact, not the last episode ever.  Sorry for being a piece of shit, love you guys.

I swear I didn't hang on to this on purpose to leave you hanging.  It's just...I was releasing the bonus episodes on the main feed piecemeal after moving to LA, then the pandemic happened, then I moved back to Pittsburgh.  And I forgot!  Sorry!  No idea what this one's about but I hope you enjoy!  Miss you guys, hope to start another podcast in the next few months.  shipweeksforeverhashtag

Like all of these, I have no idea what this episode is about, just uploading them in sequential order.  My birthday was 4 days ago, I'm old enough to run for president now.  These are wild, historic times.  It's a lot to risk because of COVID but I participated in BLM marches in Hollywood and Pittsburgh, gonna try to avoid people now in case I was exposed.  I doubt anyone who has listened/listens to this podcast would disagree, and it should go without saying but, Black Lives Matter.  If you're still here and listening, thank you, we hope you're doing okay.

No matter what happens, sweet oblivion will alway be there for you.

What will you tell your grandchildren about this pandemic?  Haha j/k j/k, the world will be no place for grandkids in a few decades' time.

Seriously, if you are listening to/reading this I sincerely hope you're not one of the people that's gobbling up a bunch of things you don't truly need right now.  Just buy one fucking package of toilet paper, none of us actually shit all that much.

I hope you're all doing okay, here's a little bit of entertainment that hopefully allays a modicum of your cabin fever.

I feel deep down, in my heart of hearts, that this was a good episode.  But alas, I remember not the contents that lay within.  Slowly we ebb and flow towards the great Ship Weeks in the sky.

This is the 7th bonus episode.

I haven't forgotten about you (okay I totally did obviously), I will put 10 more episodes up after this I fucking swear to god (wink, wink [but seriously I will]).  Pardon me daddy's a little drunk (I do sometimes refer to myself as daddy but in a very, very, very saracastic way [I am not your typical self-daddy-caller okay?]).  Hope this episode's okay and everything in your life is going as well as can be hoped for!