Happy 2020 to all our lovely fams out there and buckle up, cause 2020’s all about getting (sober) WEIIIRRRRDDDD. That’s right (both Henry and John have decided to conduct a Dryanuary, where you don’t drink for the entire month of January) we’ve got some great content for you to kick off the new year. The studio is abuzz with anticipation (John actually turned to Henry once they were done recording and asked and I quote, “Is it possible to do this podcast sober? I feel like that wasn’t very good.”) of what this new year has in store for us and we already have a rocky start (Henry had no idea how to answer, as the driver at the wheel of his mind car had long fell asleep at the wheel with none of that exciting, electric energy that drinking gives him). War isn’t good (and would be a cause for one to turn to the drink, so it’s extra hard), but it seems we might be heading in that direction. Also discussed: Horse Games Suck Now and I’m Pissed, a rant penned by reddit user emus-with-teeth. We have it all for you in this first episode of 2020 (including a literal cry for help) and we can’t wait to ring in the new year here, on Zero Credit(s).
It’s finally time for the first episode of 2018. But first,
ZERO CREDIT(S) EPISODE THREAT INBOUND TO YOUR EARS. SEEK IMMEDIATE SHELTER. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.
Henry and John are back at full capacity to discuss all the things they missed in the past two weeks. What Henry thought might be a quick introduction to 2018 segment soon overtakes the entire G.D. episode as they discuss false ballistic missile alerts, fat shaming our mentally disable president, and Nintendo’s latest announcement of a bunch of stupid pieces of cardboard for the low price of 60-70 U.S. Dollars. They also wanted to discuss what’s happening to the bitcoin, but they forgot to and so the sentiment becomes like so many empty promises in the wind, dust to dust, ashes to ashes. We’re promising new and better things in 2018, starting right here, right now, in this Capital G, Capital D frickin’ episode.