Wed, 26 August 2009 Imagine a world where there was a new Rock, Paper, Shotgun Electronic Wireless Show to listen to. Imagine harder! You made it happen! Jim and John teleported into the RPS under-sea bunker to record an episode of game-based chitter. With your tweets much frivolity occurs, in what is unquestionably the most edited podcast of all time. Plagued by knocks at the door, madmen strimming outside the window, helicopter attacks and an earthquake, a lot of fun is to be found seeing if you can spot the concealed gaps.Comments[0] |
Tue, 11 August 2009 A million hellos, and fifty welcomes to a new podcast. Jim and John (or "Jihn" as the tabloid press now call them) gathered their arms and legs together and produced a brand new audible recording. And yes, this time it is indeed audible! There's no rational explanation found in science or myth for why the last one sounded like bad dogs, but it's back to its usual just-about-good-enough standards. In fact, this week the audio quality is so high you can detect every microscopic creak from John's creaky chair. This is good. No, it's good.In a Twitter Questions Special, the lusciously industrious pair take your queries upon themselves and proffer responses to invigorate and delight. Comments[0] |

Imagine a world where there was a new Rock, Paper, Shotgun Electronic Wireless Show to listen to. Imagine harder! You made it happen! Jim and John teleported into the RPS under-sea bunker to record an episode of game-based chitter. With your tweets much frivolity occurs, in what is unquestionably the most edited podcast of all time. Plagued by knocks at the door, madmen strimming outside the window, helicopter attacks and an earthquake, a lot of fun is to be found seeing if you can spot the concealed gaps.
A million hellos, and fifty welcomes to a new podcast. Jim and John (or "Jihn" as the tabloid press now call them) gathered their arms and legs together and produced a brand new audible recording. And yes, this time it is indeed audible! There's no rational explanation found in science or myth for why the last one sounded like bad dogs, but it's back to its usual just-about-good-enough standards. In fact, this week the audio quality is so high you can detect every microscopic creak from John's creaky chair. This is good. No, it's good.