So, this episode was broadcast two days after I’d had my knee procedure done, which went pretty well, I’m happy to say. Definitely noticing a difference, and I’ll be returning to the ol’ day job pretty soon.
It was also the broadcast that fell around Joe’s birthday, meaning it was the evening that Jeffie and I were to have our Three Stages Of Hell Death Match. Obviously that didn’t happen, as the knee still needs a bit of time to heal.
Of course, the rest of the crew still were in denial about the whole knee thing. Joe had actually suggested that we could settle the Death Match with a round of Rock, Paper, Scissors. Leave it to Jeffie to completely misunderstand the meaning of that, as he immediately left to acquire a rock, some paper, and a pair of scissors to torment me with. In fact, I ended up getting a facial hair trimming for my trouble, as well as a rock to my...well, my rocks...
Jeffie was pretty damned insistent that I just let him win the match by default, which is absolutely not what I wanted at all. And Rick even offered to battle Jeffie in my place, but that wasn’t part of the plan, either. I’ll be darned if I’m going to just concede and let Jeffie have an empty victory. If he wants this, he’s gonna have to earn it. All in due time, when the knee is back up to snuff.
We’d been recording outside, but were forced back indoors thanks to some unforeseen circumstances. First of all, there’d been a loud bang from somewhere inside the usual digs. Now, you’d think an explosion from the inside would not have had us relocating into our normal recording area, but Jeffie insisted that we were actually safer there than where we’d previously been. In fact, he was pretty insistent about us not even looking outdoors. Of course, curiosity got the better of me, and what I saw was downright horrifying.
You see, Jeffie had been working on something he called a Paradox Machine, and his dabblings with the fabric of time/space forced a large void of nothingness to appear directly outside the back door of our studio. There was no way to tell how much of the back yard this void consumed, but luckily it only seemed to be hovering in that area. It was also emitting, as Jeffie put it, a very colorful smell.
So, yeah, I’d taken a moment to stare into that abyss...and it was staring back!
As we continued our attempts to ignore the void in the back yard, Jeffie decided it was time to give Joe his birthday present. Bear in mind that last year Jeffie thought a refrigerator was an awesome gift idea. Not to say we didn’t find it entertaining when Joe decided to use it to pummel the living hell out of Jeffie, but come on...a refrigerator?
Imagine our surprise when Jeffie had Joe peek out the front window, where we could see a brand new pickup truck parked in the driveway, followed by our utter astonishment as Jeffie handed Joe the keys to it.
There’s GOT to be a catch...there’s ALWAYS a catch...
- Recap by The Metal Wulf...