We recorded this weeks ago, but we had some legal problems with Steve’s voice. Apparently it sounds a bit too much like sexy Colin Farrell, and he’s been causing women to synthesise an explosive powder in their rudest pipe. When licked by the sandpapery tongue of a cat, this ignites, causing the cat’s whiskers to singe, leading to the cat having no concept of its own width. This has caused some cats to get stuck in small gaps, which wouldn’t be a problem if one of those gaps hadn’t been the space between the crown jewels and the Turin Shroud. That is why this podcast is late thank you
