61 episodes
Just a Taste Joshua Raiffe
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Soup Reviews of Brooklyn’s Parkslope. Pam and Josh review the local Soups during our lunch break. sometimes we review other things and sometimes we have special guests. its not the best podcast in the world but you'll figure that out once you listen. actually, dont listen. its a big waste of your time. life is too short to waste on bad podcasts. call your parents and tell them you love them. that's a much better use of your time.
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Fear factor packs of pugs of propaganda
Pam and Josh debunk the latest fake news. No more empirical propaganda machine. We think for ourselves here at its just a taste!
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Outward Luve
In this episode Pam and Josh discuss the salty quagmire that is luve. Good old Southern Southern balls. None of that Nancy Pelosi, Yankee communist stuff in this episode. Wake up Sheeple! Don’t listen to everything you hear on the fake news propaganda machine.
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The soul, spill your guts
How do you forgive someone who spilled soup on your lap? You’re lap is on fire and it’s freezing outside. I’m moving to Saint Petersburg Florida to become a professional shell maker. Then I’ll never get spilled on again
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Soup Bowl and Bowl of Weed
The soup stars have aligned in the shape of a bowl of potato herbs soup. I looked up and saw the twinkling lights from the heavens above. They told me to slurp the soup of your ancestors; they said slurp with purpose, and slurp with passion. Slurp like your life depended on it they screamed at me. It was so loud my ears bled and I lost so much blood, I died and went to soup heaven. I awoke and began recording. This episode is that recording.
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Death. Soup Bowl is Immortal
When you die you are no longer anything. I know that’s a hard pill to swallow but it’s the truth. Many religions have tried to cover this up with an afterlife. Don’t be fooled. There is a hard end to this journey. You only have so much time. Time is all you have. All you are is a short span of years. Make the most of them because that’s all you’ve got and once they’re gone, you will never get them back.
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