The wrestling superstar Raven. A cornucopia of stupidity masquerading as a podcast. Critics have hailed it is everything from.

Huh? Who's this Raven jerk? And if you want clever discourse, nonsensical banter, and incessant rambling, well this is the show for you. The Spider-My Raven is still just ready to change.

Ladies, gentlemen, idiots, flusies, and reprobates.

This is Raven. Hello and welcome got a lot to cover so I'll be brief going to go right to introduce in my co-host. He's the

cyanide pill of co-hosts, the gum under a restaurant table of co-host, the newser of

co-hosts, the Fergi singing the national anthem of co-host, the vaping of co-host, because vaping's

dushy. The lawyer who paid the $130,000 to the porn star but didn't sleep with him of co-star of co-hosts and yet he's still my favorite male person in the world even if he steals more jokes than Milton Burrell yes another timely topical reference for the man who makes

Don Knots look handsome, and gets hard if a penis is tied in a knot.

The dictator of dickishness!

Yes, the one and only was it of Whoopi, it's Busby, Berkeley!

Yay!

Welcome to Busby! Busby!

And also a special shout out to those snap and fools

who make me who I am the Busby Beatnix.

And now for some much requested Busby Beatnix.

And now for some much requested Busby Hepp Snaps.

I taught a group of eggs arithmetic

because I don't like to hatch my chickens before they count.

I was preparing a famous French dish but I used lemon instead of orange juice.

I ended up with a plate of duck all the wrong.

All your noises are like when jokes fail. Are you aware of that?

Yeah, yeah, that's kind of was the

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