Espresso - your wildest intrusive thought pt.2

Episode Date: January 26, 2023

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I don't. But when I got that fucking jelly filled guy in my hand, just something about ruining something perfect. Is that a metaphor for other things in my life that I should probably get checked out? Maybe, but just something about holding a beautiful donut and just throwing it at the back of somebody's head. Oh, would you rather do that than eat it? It's pretty fair. Like if somebody was like, here's a donut. You have two choices. He's like a wizard. Donut wizard. Here's a donut.

You have two choices. You can either eat that donut and you're like, oh, that'd be pretty good. Then he goes, or he turns around and there's a fucking target on the back of his head. You can throw it at the back of my head as hard as you can. And this clock will tell you how fast you threw it. Sorry, girly. I'm throwing it at the back of whiz boy's head. And it better be jelly and it better kind of explode out of that little opening. And I want to watch sports science about it, too. Remember sports science? I'm John Brinkus.

He's been going through some trouble lately. Pray for the boy. But I'm John Brinkus and this is sports science. We're going to throw 13 long Johns at the back of hope. Solo's head. Just some random ass athlete today. Michael Strahan is going to take 14 cake donuts to the back of the skull. Who's not watching that?

This morning, Aaron Rogers takes 14 jelly donuts To the back of the knee I'm watching it bro Yeah I'm not eating that donut I'm throwing it out of the back of people's heads But let's see what your intrusive thoughts are From Anonymous

My weirdest intrusive thought As a hairstylist is sometimes when i'm cutting my client's hair i want to like cut their ear off or like stab them with my shears but i don't of course who's not thinking that bro one false little snip dude there goes the mike tyson ear dude. There goes the Mike Tyson ear. My mom sliced my ear off one time. My mom would cut my hair. Dude, that's how fucking cheap we were. How much are haircuts? Eight bucks for a kid? Bro, my mom would just fucking whip my head around the bathroom and just cut the shit out of my hair. And I'd go to school looking like I got rolled out through a vacuum. I look like Pigpen from the Peanuts.

Who knows how good it was? No one's looking at a fucking kid anyway. She's probably like, fuck it, dude. One time she snipped the shit out of my ear, dude. I totally get that. I don't know though Yeah I can't be around I can't believe they even allow people How many times does that happen

Has a barber ever stabbed somebody And got mad like that New fear unlocked Let's keep going so huge animal lover i absolutely love all animals can't stand animal abuse you know would never in a thousand years but an animal hurt an animal when i see people hurt animals i get fucking insanely angry however i cannot help but think to myself when i see a small dog on the sidewalk how far could i punt that bitch from where i'm standing right now like schoolyard kickball style

i wonder how far and how much air that dog would get damn dude i can just see a little cockapoo oh i can just see a shit zoo just 50 feet in the air you see the indianapolis skyline just all of a sudden there's some kind of little terrier jack terrier or whatever the fuck just a dog would fucking land on his and it wouldn't even it'd be like dude you can dogs get fucked up all day long a dog wouldn't even feel that i swear to god dude dogs run into cars and shit they run into doors dogs can't get hurt you ever see a dog just fucking hit its head so hard and the dog after was like uh-huh yeah i meant to yeah what's up what's next where is it where's the fly dogs are indestructible actually i would rather i would rather know how far a cat can go cats deserve that shit

how far a cat can go. Cats deserve that shit. Seeing a cat 9,000 feet in the air, I'd be like, it's fine. It's literally fine. Mittens is going to land on all fours. Let's keep going. So anytime I'm in line and somebody's lollygagging

or like taking their sweet old time when they know other people have places to be i'll be like damn what if i just broke their neck and left them there and then they wouldn't be in my way but been to therapy and they said this normal oh they said it's normal i promise i'm not a serial killer. Dude, if I don't, don't ever teach me how to break somebody's neck, dude. No, that is the most normal fucking thing.

That's the most, that has to be the most normal thought of all time. If you feel guilty for breaking somebody's neck when they're taking too long, you, you need to be a, I don't know, bro. You need to be in a, what's the camp that all the priests go to before they're priests. You need to be in a seminary. Actually, those are the worst people ever. Bro, those priest kids before they're priests. You can just pick out a seminarian. Is that what they're called? A pre-priest. Dude, you can just see them. I went to a Catholic university and I was like, okay, that kid's in the seminary.

Can just tell by the way you're standing, bucko. Father. Dude, you're standing, bucko. Father. Dude, you have to call him father? That is so weird. That guy? I gotta call that guy father? The guy with the transition lenses in his glasses? I gotta call him father.

The guy that the transition lenses in his glasses, I got to call him father. The guy that runs like this to the cafeteria because it's Papa John's Day and he walks in and his glasses are still dark, I got to call him father. He's wearing cargo pants that zip off into cargo shorts. And he is the man I'm praying to.

And telling all my secrets to? So weird. In excelsis Deo. How about him just leading church one day? Guy with transition lunges, really bad posture. Zip off cargo pants. In like an Under Armour long sleeve shirt for some reason. Has never lifted ever.

I'm like, dude, get a clue. And then one day he's like, in excelsis Deo. Let me say it now. Gloria. One more time. Gloria. Two more times. And the whole clergy of fucking third through seventh graders is like,

isn't it weird how we all just sang that shit growing up, had no idea what it was talking about. And he's all into it and shit come on everybody now you didn't hear that if a priest did that i'd pray i'd go to church more often if a priest did that skip gone what's your wildest intrusive thought so bro on intrusive thoughts um i do this to my dog and i do it because my dog hates it but it's funny um but it's made me think of every time I see a dog, I want to pick up its back legs and walk it like it's a wheelbarrow. Like do the wheelbarrow walk like you were in like high school sports or

something. Um, and most dogs hate it, but it's, it's like, it's all I want to do when I see a dog walk and I just want to pick up their back legs. You know, you have to, it's all I want to do when I see a dog walk and I just want to pick up their back legs, you know?

You have to. It's not a want to thing. You have to do that once in your life. You don't do that once in your life. You're just not living your truth. There's more. Hold on. What about when cats drink water out of your cup?

Like, don't you just want to flick them on the nose i do i do don't you just wanna bro cats have a place and a time dude and it is not when they're drinking my cats think they rule the world i hate they do though or shit in their litter box either one dude if you that's so true though i hate it when cats do anything i'm like oh my god who do you think you are who do you think you are cat but a dog like you have done that so many times you wheelbarrow a dog you have to it's not mean you just gotta figure it out what about what about stretching them dude dog's legs are so weird when you hold a dog's legs like

that dude their feet are like this big i'm like damn dog what size you wear a pimp you like a 12 or what? You got J's? I ask every dog. You got J's or what? What size you rocking, bro? No, but you pick up a dog by its feet. I've done this before. Pick up a dog by its feet.

And sometimes I even do this. Like it's my paddle boat. You're just' the flexibility. I mean, you have to do that with a dog. You just have to. Everyone's done it. Don't lie to yourself. Don't lie to yourself.

And if you haven't done it, give it a shot. It doesn't hurt him. But sometimes, it's like the first time somebody supermans you. You're like, oh shit, this is crazy. Oh, fuck. Damn. All right oh fuck damn all right yeah yeah that's just the dog just superman and a dog just give it a little different perspective every once in a while you know you have to do it my wildest intrusive thought is that every time every time i pick up a big knife like a butcher's knife or even a fucking bread knife, when I'm holding a large knife, I immediately think that I'm going to stab someone.

Like, not because I want to. My brain's like, holy shit, I could commit a murder right now. So easy. What would happen if I did? And then I start panicking about going to jail and i'm like oh my god what happens if the cops show up and i'm just hearing someone's dead and there's blood everywhere it's gonna look like it was me um yeah it's a fear and i hate handling knives because of it i think about that too there are a bunch and every time i open

anything a package a box dude I get the big I get like a fucking machete I'm like my package from Amazon's here there's like 13 people at my house I'm like oh okay fine just put it back in my bag like a ninja every time I have any type of knife I'm like don't do't do it. Don't do it. Don't do it. Don't do it. Don't do it. I just want to do this. Just like the fingers on that alien on signs. You remember that?

When it's like clawing under the door and the lady on signs chops its fingers off with a butcher knife. Every time I hold a knife, I'm like. And the lady on site chops its fingers off with a butcher knife. Every time I hold a knife, I'm like. Just me. What's your wildest intrusive thought? Okay. So my intrusive thoughts usually are just like beating the fuck out of people in public.

Like if they're acting weird or if they're like bitching about something. Or honestly, even like certain people that look at me, like I just think about punching them just because they looked at me a certain way. Yeah, if you've ever just walked by someone on a sidewalk and not thought about completely clearing them. I don't think you're real. Dude, somebody walking this way and you walking this way, you don't think about just fucking, whoa, like it's a kickoff in the NFL.

I don't trust you, bro. If you're not thinking constantly about just de-cleaning someone, I don't know what to tell you. Skip gun. Every time I hear a really small dog yipping nonstop, I just imagine picking it up and punting it like a goalkeeper would punt a soccer ball. The worst dogs, dude.

How come the smaller the dog, the fucking louder they are? I hate to be so, so aggressive on this podcast, but I would play kick and catch with a bunch of little white dogs. On my worst day in my, in my brain, I wouldn't obviously do this live or anything, but when I hear that,

and there's a fucking pup cup around or something you don't deserve the pup cup you deserve to get booted i'll give you a venti fucking pup cup across town, bitch. Dude, shut up. Dude, if I had a dog and it barked twice, I don't have a dog anymore. I'm sorry. Anybody want this? Can't do it. Sounds like a fucking broken escalator. sounds like a fucking broken escalator i'm like oh they installed another escalator outside cool nope just a dog buy a cup of whipped cream so my most intrusive thought is that when a guy is like talking rather it's like on tv in person or whatever i want to see

their dick but not hard though like i want to see the most like flaccid yeah i get straight out the shower cold winter like so you never will it's weird it's looking dick and i'm not even for like sexual pleasure literally just because i i think it looks like really funny it's hilarious i just want to see it it's fucking so funny that i want to die i literally when i see mine i laugh out loud i go holy shit having a bad day huh jesus christ bro quit moping around down there. That's why guys are always like, you know, guys are always like touching themselves a little bit. It's so gross.

But like if you watch a guy throughout the day, like he'll like readjust himself like 49,000 times. Just because. Boys will be boys. No, but they're doing that because secretly they're just kind of waking it up a little bit every now and then. Just checking in. Hey.

Hey-o. Perk up there, buddy. Roll call. Wake up. Room service. They're just doing that in case they get deep pants all of a sudden and there's 15 of the hottest women ever in front of them oh my god okay at least it's kind of awake it's not

dormant that's why guys always kind of like scuffling around just in case that there's 17 Playboy bunnies in the fucking room and somebody rips their pants off. Oh, God. Hey. That's all we got. At least we're kind of ready, right? That's why we do it. That's why we do it.

That's why we do it. But yeah, it's pathetic, dude. Pathetic. Bro, one time I took an ice bath naked in my house. And the girl I was dating was there. I have never raised my voice so much when she was trying to come in the bathroom. I didn't lock the door and i was just taking a nice bath i was like i gotta do this shit like if you want to like chill over

there just don't come in she started to come in i was like hey you do not go in there you tiny dick i can't no so ashamed no it's tiny you can't see it it's so tiny I don't even like it either I swear to god dude and then right after

I was like I'm so sorry I just kind of overreacted just keep going. It's your wildest intrusive thought. So one of my intrusive thoughts is when I'm driving, I

kind of just want to, you know, swerve right or left and kiss a tree or another car head on. Head on! It'd be so easy to die. You ever think about that? Every time I drive, I'm like, man, I could die. Wow.

Head on. How about going the, dude, I do this sometimes. wow head on how about going the dude I do this sometimes I go the wrong way down a one way just for a little bit well it's cause I live like on a one way street and I'll like go the wrong way and then turn into my parking lot

but I do it just for a little bit just cause the cars are cause people overreact so fucking hard. Dude, be more dramatic when someone's going the wrong way in a one way. Hey, Oh my God. No,

no, no, no. Every fucking person in the city. I'm like, dog, I know. Just let me fucking reroute real quick.

All right. Like I pulled out a fucking machine gun at a press conference or something i'm like geez bro sorry i forgot you made the streets sorry governor Sorry, governor. It's so funny, though. People get so mad in their cars. People get so... It's so... Dude, people yelling and honking in their cars.

I'm like, you need to fucking chill, bro. Especially, like, people that you know never get mad. They would never do it outside their car some old ass lady or just some like piece of shit late i'm like shut up oh my god i accidentally got in the turn lane in front of you because neither of us know what the fuck we're doing shut up oh are you serious out the window fogging up the window i'm like it is not that fucking deep dude just go to village pantry wherever the hell you're going dude i blew through a red light the other day wasn't texting wasn't doing shit just 10 and 2

thinking of something in my head through a solid red light it was on like red it was on like red it was like in the middle of being red too didn't just turn red or anything i was like felt guilty for like four miles couldn't feel my arms i was like sorry if you saw that yeah but that head-on collegiate though it's kind of tempting not gonna lie what would happen for some reason too i just want an airbag to deploy in my face you know you see it on commercials and shit. Oh, man. It gets that powder all over you.

What if it was just donut powder? I'm way too hungry for this shit. Let's keep going. I get an intrusive thought whenever I'm talking to someone and I really don't. Oh. Oh. I get an intrusive thought whenever I'm talking to someone that I really do not care what they're

talking about. I just want to yell shut up and just walk away. You should. You should. That should be allowed allowed it's not rude anymore dude it's not rude it's only rude if the other person's a bitch if i'm talking about something to someone and somebody goes shut up to me i'm a better person i am i'm I'm like, okay, I'm not going to fucking talk about dumb shit ever again. My stories, my stories are going to get better. My fucking little quips will be quippier.

I'll be a better person. I'll know my surroundings more. I'll be able to read the room. Give people fucking constructive criticism, dude. They can can't handle it they're a little bitch all my reviews for this podcast are just shut up after this episode i'm like no i didn't really even like it my dick is tiny get out of No, but I feel that dude. I hate telling. I do. It does hurt though. It hurts to say it. You don't want to hurt the person's feelings and shit like that. But if it's somebody you can get down with, just fucking tell them, bro. Story sucks. Story sucks. Just say it. We should normalize doing that hey your story's trash bro

i know i don't really think it's getting anywhere and i just want to let you know before we fucking waste another five minutes about some bullshit you did when you're in tokyo how funny would that be or if you're telling the story just be like hey you know what i'm bombing right now you guys are getting on your phones and shit. You're not really into it. I'm done telling the story. Put his fucking shirt in the rafters. He's a hero.

No. Normalize admitting when your story blows. That's the kind of world i want wild but reoccurring intrusive thought is maybe in a meeting or just having my boss talk to me and just focusing in on his mouth and just slapping the shit out of his face while he's talking what would happen oh dude i that what would happen i don't know if i would actually do anything because if i was talking to somebody and they slapped me in the fucking face and they were just like i just wanted to see what you'd do i'll never do it again i just wanted to see what i just have to i I'd be like, fair.

Now I get to slap you. And the guy's like, yeah. And then we just fucking slap the shit out of each other. Best meeting of all time. And after that, you guys are the best business partners of all time ever. But what I really want to do when somebody, when somebody says this, especially when it's like school time, back to school time, and somebody sings back to school, back to school, that Billy Madison song, I just want to put an, I just want to hold the back of their head here. I want to say, open up.

And they open up their mouth and send them off to fucking first period bitch shut the fuck up with that shit or on christmas when somebody goes merry christmas you filthy it a whole wonder bread close their close their lid go off to grammy's open your presents that's my intrusive thought the whole way there i wish dude i wish okay so intrusive thought wild one I guess it's kind of like a fear um so I have two little girls three and five and I have this crazy intrusive thought that like panics me every time like I'm out with both of them and I'm just with them alone that like somebody's gonna try and kidnap one of my kids and I'm not gonna be able to fight off

the person trying to take my kid and then what do I do with my other kid and so majority of the time I try to like either park super close or wait until my husband like can go out with us all I mean we go out we're not like super weird I sound really weird but yeah nah that's a legit fear I don't think that's intrusive everybody thinks their kids are gonna get fucking stolen immediately when they walk out of the house I'm like your kid's not that great who wants your little snotty ass piece of shit kid, that's what I think every time I see a kid, I'm like, gross, bro, you can keep it, dude, my ass was fucking out and about, bro, when I was like seven, be outside for fucking ever, dude, no cell phone, nothing, Yeah. Just come home when the lights turn on.

No contact with your parent all day. Who the fuck knows what I was doing? Yeah, I get that though. But like, if I had a kid, I'd be like, go and do something bad just so you can like learn some shit. You know, I don't always want to be there dude my mom would make me fucking leave bro if i was at the mall with my mom she'd be like stop following me literally go anywhere i'd be like okay meet back at the food court at 3 p.m i was like i don't even know how to tell time but if there's chick-fil-a samples, I'm down. Stop following. My mom will say that to me today. If I'm shopping with my mom, she'll be like, stop fucking following me.

I'm like, all right, bye. I'll be in lids looking at all the fucking hats, I guess, for 14 hours. Not buying shit. Yeah, I don't know. I don't even think my parents cared, bro. The amount of times I got lost in a store. That was my whole childhood, was just trying to find my fucking mom. I was never by my mom.

Who's kidnapping people? Looking for my mom in Target was my whole life. You know, you're in panic mode and you're trying to find your fucking mom and you're looking down every aisle. Fuck. Damn it. Oh no. Not even that one. She's always in that one. Definitely not in the cereal aisle. We don't need any more fucking cereal. Maybe she's in the freezer aisle shit maybe she's buying those fucking peas you always buy so suck she's not there either and then you think like this oh she's probably at the end of the aisles like looking at the sale shit so then you run all

the way down the aisle look at the end not there and i'm like she's moving around while I'm looking. You know? Every time. Dude, it was my dream to be so lost that my mom just had to finally go up to the PA system and be like, have them tell the manager that

Ben needs to come to customer service. That would be my mom's breaking point. She never fucking did that, bro. Never. One time I was so lost, I just hung out on the fucking horse that cost a penny to ride at meyer the most kidnappable kid of all time on a horse ready for the taking anybody could come up to me and be like you want a penny to ride that thing i'd be like

fucking throw it in there dude i. I got time to kill. I don't know where the fuck my mom is. Dude, I was the most kidnappable kid of all time. Just riding a fucking pony in Meyer for 40 minutes. Oh, shit. Yeah, I don't know who's kidnapping kids. My wildest intrusive thought comes from my fear of taking a shit in public places because I believe that no matter how well I wipe,

somebody's still going to be able to smell it and then know that I just took a shit. No! Where are you taking a shit, dude? Dude? One of those Big B coffee places that are like the size of a porta potty. Nobody cares in public. I'm not going to lie, dude. I, people are like, I can't poop in public. I only poop in public. I said poop. It's so gross. People are like, I can't shit in public. Oh, gross. People are like, I can't shit in public. I only shit in public. I do, dude. If I'm in a Starbucks, see ya never.

I am ex dude. It's, it's over with public places. Don't count, bro. You can, you can just, you can take, you can take your time. You can use their shit, their facility. you can just you can take you can take your time you can use their shit their facility you can just just be yourself bro nobody cares how it smells are you kidding me nobody knows once you shit in public it just dissolves into thin air just keep going my wildest intrusive thought hey for me it's whenever i'm having a conversation with somebody and they make hard eye contact with me all i can do is think about make sure that you're making eye contact with them make sure you're listening to what they're saying and then afterwards i didn't listen to a fucking thing they said nothing fuck dude that is insane if you're one of those people that holds eye contact way too hard

chill out nothing more just aggressive and it's tired it's exhausting when somebody's talking to you and like yeah when somebody's talking to you like this, yeah. When somebody's talking to you like this, yeah. Oh, no way. Oh, that's crazy. And they're like, making sure you're locked. And wait, I did the same thing. No. Yeah.

Oh, my God. Wait. No, I know exactly what you're talking about. Oh, really? No. Oh, that's cool. Oh, you got to go. Why? Oh, that's crazy. Okay. Well, maybe I'll see you in a second. well maybe I'll see you in a second I'm like yo you just took away that was like six years of my life I've never paid attention

you know why you gotta lock in so hard like that cause you're boring I can't stand that shit bro and the whole time I'm just like I'm weird they can feel it it's a power thing for sure they know look at me god damn it it's always a it's always a girl with fucking huge bug eyes too that's like

uh-huh yeah i'm like how are your fucking eyes that big i can see your whole soul you can like see the bacteria on their contacts. You're like, Jesus Christ, dude. Back off a little bit. Nuh-uh. Such a weird power move. I'm like, what are you doing? Never been so intimidated in my life.

I'm like, oh, oh, oh, you're one of those. You're one of those. You're one of those. All right. I won't remember anything, oh, oh, you're one of those? You're one of those. You're one of those. All right. I won't remember anything we're talking about. Last one. Yo, Benny boy. Bro, my most recent intrusive thought has been, you know, my apartment complex has a

shared mailroom with the three buildings in the complex. Talk to me, dirty. And the mailroom sort of categorized into or sort of split between each of the buildings and each of the floors. So every time I see my neighbors, my loud neighbors at that, packages, I just want to throw them in the trash.

Oh. And yeah, that's pretty much it um very very fucked up fuck i don't think i'd throw them in the trash i would straight up set them up and body slam the shit out of them i don't care if there's a butcher knife in one of the boxes standing upright or just boot the shit out of dude some some some person in an apartment complex that you hate just taking their little square box and kicking it into the apartment pool hey you got a package oh dude one time one of my packages were open

and back like somebody took my package looked in it and they're like oh fuck nah I don't want this and put it back in the mail room I was like how unsafe dude everybody shits just in there and you can grab it

what dude people that work at apartments are garbage they are every think of the girl that you know that's like a leasing agent for for an apartment she was the biggest bitch in high school they're not looking through the security footage. Dude, I can't. You could steal goddamn everything in a little package drop-off. There's so much shit in there. But people are freaks about, oh my God, I got this package.

Where is it? The tracking. You could steal all my shit. You could. I don't know when they're coming, when they're going, what I'm getting. I'm just like, oh, surprise, surprise.

I got a package today. I'll order something online and totally forget about it. And then when I get it, I'm like, no way. Who sent me something? That's it, yo. That's the podcast shot 247 thanks for listening fam I love you guys thank you for the voice messages

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