Two middle-aged men discuss the absurdity of existence, amid the strong smell of nostalgia, surrealism, embarrassingly bad pastiche items, and piss-poor celebrity impersonations. No one is debarred from F.O.G.U., but if you're under 35, good luck. Bruno Mars is here: https://soundcloud.com/brunomars
'Time, Gentlemen'. A quiet, yet strangely philosophical Christmas drink in a 1980s cocktail bar ends in tragedy. Alan Rickman tells us all about his n...
Recorded around a green baize card table in a 1970s elevator, in which we discuss sexual confessions, nipple/spam prostitution, the voice of Michael C...