Hello and welcome to the regular features podcast. It is, as you well know, the podcast that's

the same every week. I'm John Blythe. You can call me log. In fact, I insist you do. Forget I

ever said John Blythe. To the right of me is a Steve Hogarty. My name is Steve and I'm here to say.

My name is Steve and I'm here today. Nice. Matt Lees, rhyme similarly or better. My name is Steve and I'm here today. Nice. Nice.

Matt Lees, rhyme similarly or better.

My name is Steve and I'm also rhyming.

My name is Steve.

Oh, am I li-my-thing?

Terrible.

Absolutely bad.

That is a rhyme crime.

You are sentenced to the rhyme caves of Azkabar.

To serve nine times the crime. Sorry, I'll get out with some sort of fucking amulet. How are you boys today? Where do you come from? If you can think of a word to rhyme with amulet, then you will escape. Spamulet. You have five seconds. It's another word, amulet. Fuck. Yeah, you really painted yourself on the corner.

Who rented this gammon? Here's the hamulet. Oh, that was... Jesus. Very good. Right. Thank you. Thank you. Log, what is going on today? You're firing on literally every single. No rhyming cell can hold him. This is insane. John blind. You've come in here like Jim Carrey from the mask with your deceptive hair. I can feel it ebbing away from me as you describe it. I am dying in my own arms. You ran 10,000 miles this morning for breakfast, right? That's correct. That was just for breakfast. For afters, I had a K, a special K, that's kilometers.

And your hair looks neat and lustrous and soft. I've combed it with my hands. I've combed it with my big, greasy hands. Turns out, it works a treat. But then at the back, you've got a bit of a, like, mullet. Mule? Mule. It's great. It's like mortgage at the front, party at the back.

I like it. So much to go abode of.

I think you look a bit like a horse and I'm really enjoying it. Muley? Muley? It's great. It's like mortgage at the front, party at the back.

I like it.

Some it's go bould of.

I think you look a bit like a horse, and I really enjoy that. Like a friendly horse. You look like a main look like I could ride you into town to pick up some beans, and then we'll go and have a little campfire in the woods together. You could punch me in my flanks and I would not hoove you in the face, Steve.

Thank you.

Just a kind horse.

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