Somehow, we begin our conversation with bust size. It continues with a lawsuit that has landed upon Dead Air that centers on a scandal from a Jamaican concentration camp. In our main story, the Muslim community wants to start their own Facebook. Unfortunately, it’s just close enough to the original to get sued.
It’s hot. Like, really freaking hot. Also, for some reason there are Russian spies. In other news, the Droid will soon conquer us all, despite their inability to create a reasonable marketing campaign. Our discussion of real-life super-heroes leads us to remember the Mo’s position as Captain Absolution, Forgiver of Nazis.
The Dead Airians are feeling old. Is Taylor Swift the guy with the abs from the Twilight movies? With the A-Team in movie theaters, we’re all feeling how very long it has been since we were young. On a side note, we still hate Scientology.
The World Cup, the most popular sporting event in the world, is upon us. And with it has come the most annoying sound ever conceived by man. In other news, Facebook can be very confusing, the Microsoft Kinect is totally not the Wii, and Spam has a deep, abiding love of Durian fruit.
The testosterone-challenged members of the Dead Air crew conquer the show this week with an especially estrogenated episode. Lady Gaga and her insanity are our topic tonight, and the mysterious power she holds over the hearts and minds of America make us increasingly fearful for our sanity. Also, we discuss the glory that is the new iPhone and iPad, and what happened to our dildo.
Another summer movie episode? We know it’s what you look forward to most each year and, well, we wouldn’t want to disappoint. How much money will you be forfeiting over to the movie studios this summer? How little originality is left in Hollywood? How small is Megan Fox’s waist this year? You’ll need to listen to find out.
Print is dead. Long live Print! Actually, the crew debates the question of the Internet’s supremacy (or lack thereof) when it comes to delivering interesting and informative content to the consumer, against the magazine and newspaper industries who have, you know, editors. And, apparently, spellcheck.