On Episode Nine, Matt continues being Home Alone 2: Lost in New York and targets the most famous New York M&M vendor. Heather Edgley joins us to get us thinking objectively!
Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook
Bug Hunter
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Challenge: "From the perspective of an inanimate object"
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BUG'S SONG
Title: Sammy
Lyrics:
I am Sensitive, I know
I get riled up at the smallest things
and start screaming at the top of my lungs
I am working on it
but my job is very stressful
Holy shit is that a frozen pizza?
Time to cry my eyes out,
out of my mind with self-doubt
doubt you could live without me
me? I defend you proudly
cause I'm your last protector
Hi, my name is Sammy, I'm your over-sensitive smoke detector
Any locality may by ordinance require that smoke alarms
be installed in any building containing one or more dwelling units
in accordance with the uniform statewide building code
in other words: you need me
I know you're all frustrated by my beeping
but where there's smoke, there's fire
so where there might be smoke there MIGHT be fire
ok I'll work on it
but you've cooked that egg for 20 seconds!!!
Time to cry my eyes out, out of my mind with self-doubt
doubt you could live without me, me? I defend you proudly
I am your last protector
Hi, my name is Sammy, I'm your over-sensitive smoke detector
They say when God opens a door
he must also open a door on the other side of the room
just one door will not stop me from yelling
That's just how airflow works
that's just a little physics tip for you
inside a song inside a music podcast
but to calm me down... I just need... HER
Celia, Celia, Twirl for me love
no concealing how I'm feeling when I watch from above
Celia, Celia, this never gets old
they've learned to turn you on first before they look at the stove
Celia, Celia... the Ceiling Fan
Celia, Celia... the Ceiling Fan
(They're making bacon and I can't even fake a beep-beep because of you, Celia)
(It may be my low battery that's talking they ain't changing me 'till Autumn, Oh Celia)
(Learn good habits, change those batteries on daylight saving time, for realia)
(and while you're at it change your air filters too, basic home maintenance, celia)
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MATT'S SONG
Title: No Visitors
Lyrics:
no one visits me here but you i wish i could give you a little something in return under the silt, rocks and pillars of breezeblocks i was a queen once just like you in a temple on top of a hill on the rim of the woods and you want ask me something i can tell yeah i used to tell them stories in the vapour choking air and they kept me round because i told them what they want to hear now i call it like i see it so they took my crown away and i don't talk that much anymore these days cause no one visits me here but you no one visits me here but you tell me what do you see in me nobody's looked at me like you look at me for apollo knows how long i thought i needed fable and theatre for you trust me much at all but i guess a temple is wherever you go to find your god and you want to ask me something i can tell you don't need to keep your worries to yourself