Man...what the hell am I doing up. It's the middle of winter, I should be hibernating, not sitting here babysitting you infantile man-children
. I mean, seriously, what do you expect from me? I'm a fucking polar bear. Lying around doing nothing takes a lot of work, especially with the weather and all. Oh, you need clarification? Here's a newsflash for you jackasses in Florida: IT'S FUCKING COLD UP HERE. ALSO, HAWAIIAN SHIRTS WERE NEVER
COOL. AND ART DECO IS - you know what, I just can't seem to give a shit anymore.
I suppose Failcast and some angry banana
are recording episode 2 tonight. If I cared enough, I might pass along any questions or blogs you posted in the comments to be talked about on the show. But who really gives a shit. Not me. I'm always gonna be trapped in this stupid zoo, sleeping the day away, getting bugged by weird kids
, and eating shit soup until the day I die. I dunno. W/e bear. Note: The management of Failcast would like it to be known that Pissed-off Polar Bear has passed away after choking himself on a plastic cup dropped into his cage. We regret this event and ask that you please mention all condolences (and video game questions and community questions and win/fail blogs and funny movies and epic shoops) in the comments below. Please do not send any emails to [email protected] unless you are a grief counselor and are available to come on the show to stop Yashoki from BAW-ing his spleen out.