It’s been a long, dark week in the world, so Erik and I are trying our best to shine a light into the void…with long, awkward pauses, airplane interference and He-Man nicknames. It’s hot, we’re tired and death awaits us all. But in the meantime, Harry Dean Stanton is cool, Nicholas Sparks is a douchecanoe and maggots are never funny. We’re Hip-Stor and Ann-Gore, and we’re doing our best, baby.
Fear of a Dork Planet 