Hello and welcome again to another edition of Irulogyosophy where since January 2009 we have been doing what God could not by chasing

out the Chariots of Iron.

Not even Yawe himself could chase out out chariots of iron, but we can do it.

We clear out those inhabitants of the valley.

Fuck their chariots of iron.

Yeah, God can kill all the firstborn, but once he sees iron, apparently his power is shunted to ground.

Yeah, he can make the goddamn son stand still for Joshua,

just so he can get more killing in, but he can't fucking drive out.

It's like his kryptonite iron.

Oh, chariots of iron, fuck.

Oh shit, you guys are on your own, I'll see you later.

I wish they, I sure wish they hadn't invented those chariots of iron.

God's want a keel's heel.

So, the audience probably can't guess what our podcast today is about.

Would you like to fill them in?

Yes, we are going to corn hole chariots of iron.

Excellent!

It's about time they got their holes corned. And I promise there will be complimentary reach rounds.

That's awfully nice of you.

Leave it to Leighton to extend that promise.

I am a generous lover.

That's all I've got to say.

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