289 Moistmas: December 22, 2019

Mickie the Red Nosed Nipple
77 minutes

Blade doesn't have any proper Big Announcements anymore. This is assuming he even had any in the first place.

Lord Alfred had a MySpace page before Blade deleted it. RD: "Is Lord Alfred also a Force ghost? A Jedi ghost?"

The two will discuss Episode IX later for their RD & Blade Show to be released yesterday.

This year RD reviewed a particularly horrible Christmas movie.

Blade: "I was thinking about that while I was on the toilet a few minutes ago." (:12)

RD has met many characters over the years on Black Friday or Brown Thursday as he now calls it. (:14) Blade apologizes for interrupting but he wonders who else does this while encountering RD.  This year at the "nicer" Walmart due to his 'strategy' the wife and son got to see a scuffle, while RD met a 'lovely/moist' woman. She was discussing Thanksgiving dinner with another woman before suddenly saying "that guy smells like shit." (Not RD thankfully.) He teases his brother having his own stories to tell (assuming he doesn't smell either).

Bobby Eaton had an appreciation night the other day, which is a good thing. (:30)

Mickie James has a new Christmas song which has four thumbs down. The two watch it. (:33) RD is distracted by her reindeer nose nipple. (Odd design for a pastie to be sure.)

RD cheats for the Question (:41) by going to the F4W Board for it. (A subscription is required for access.) Someone on a 'beautiful women of wrestling appreciation thread' wants random fetishistic pictures of now 50+ year old Misty Blue Simmes. Blade did some searching of Unsolved Mysteries with Robert Sack - Indiana Jones in order to find a "movie" of hers. Sadly I don't think they cover the fetish that one guy was looking for.

Barry Darsow scared RD by talking about Ken Patera. (:47) Billy Jack Haynes has wild hair. Blade will have a Beastmaster Christmas, whatever that means. [It means an online showing of Beastmaster movies which - surprise surprise - gets aborted halfway through.] Roman Reigns will be competing on Fox for New Year's Eve. Blade wants him to compete in a three legged race against Zack Gowan.

Things I've learned today: over the years, the only people who are sending presents have been Jordan Mishkin and myself. Maybe next year we will complete the triangle and send presents to each other too. (:55)

Jordan sent RD gluten free baby back ribs chips, a King Mabel bendem, and a Jim Cornette book (now with 100% more racism). Blade got a Predator 2 VHS and football Headliners. He eats some Guinness naturally flavored Burts chips. They seem to taste better than RD's.

I had sent for RD and his young man an R2D2 lunch box with lights and sounds. (I did not check to see if it was wash safe, though it should be.) He also got an Artoo Thermos as a probable replacement for his WWE Niagara Falls Cup. (As ridiculously useful flasks to keep large amounts of fluid hot or cold at their required temperatures for hours or days at a time, they can't be beat.)

Blade got a NES cartridge shaped "Drunk Hunt" flask via Nintendo John, "the greatest gift you will ever get" (although Blade cannot receive a picture of it on his phone unsurprisingly; probably spending all his money on drink instead of a new phone), and a grip strengthening beer mug via Jim. RD: "People know you."

Blade sent RD a 1996 Tam bikini koozie. (Isn't she still in jail?) RD sent Blade a He-Man Christmas sweater with a funny holiday card.

I have seventeen syllables for words:
Deck the halls with lots
of moistness, fa la la la
la, la la la moist.




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