Joshua Allen runs fireland.com and twitter.com/fireland. He made the unfortunate decision to talk into a tape recorder while driving around.
Valentine's Day Din-Din!
Me in the car recounting my night out on Valentine's Day.
The Regional Dialect Meme!
Aunt, route, wash, oil, theater, iron, salmon, caramel, fire, water, sure, data, ruin, crayon, toilet, New Orleans, pecan, both, again, probably, spitting image, Alabama, lawyer, coupon, mayonnaise, syrup, pajamas, caught.
A band name brainstorm session, circa 2000.
Her Placenta Falls To The Floor!
Me in the car singing a terrible song.
Oh! I'm Tony Soprano!
Me in the car doing my uncanny Tony Soprano impression.
Here Comes The Rain Again!
Me in the car in the rain w/unnecessary accent. Includes twist ending.
Customer ReviewsSee All
Joshua Allen reminds me why I get up in the morning.
If I were a woman I'd marry this man. But I'd probably be too busy standing in front of a mirror admiring my body to really accomplish anything if I were a woman. Although between bouts of staring at my own breasts and crying over gallons of ice cream while watching The Notebook, I'd definitely send Mr. Allen a locket of hair. Not my own hair mind you. Perhaps the soft belly hair of an Angoran Dik-Dik.
I am on a plane right now and I am listening to this podcast for the second time and it made me pee my pants laughing. So now I have to sit in my own laff-pee for 3 hours with babies and fat people all around me while the plane shakes and I sweat and cry. Thanks a lot, Josh!
I Laughed A Little In My Mouth
There's no one funnier on the Internet than Joshua Allen. Now that he comes in convenient podcast form, I can just put on my headphones, lie back in my chair, and laugh until I defecate uncontrollably. Which happens every day anyway, but I may as well enjoy the experience.