The Milo Podcast

S2E2: Burning Ring Of Fire

If you’re only going to listen to one, make it this one. There’s an actual message in it. Shocking, but ultimately uplifting, tales of the last two years.

S2E1: Let the past die. Please.

This is what happens when you do this sort of thing drunk, with no script.

X: Let's, Salacious, Hotel, Dog

Tricking others into thinking they need to help you to do your work, word-guessery, recalibrating the Milometer, shit hotels, that bloody dog, when is Pat getting fired? It’s all here in the incrementally improving Milo Podcast. Send me a love letter. TheMiloPodcast@gmail.com

IX: Words, Charity, Scales, Nude

Showing your boss up, ordering racists to drown themselves, introducing a globally-recognised sliding scale to measure the inherent value or worth of something, telling a dog to piss off, full frontal nudity. If that’s not enough, I can’t help you.

VIII: Scouse, Difficult, Cheat, Piss

The painful admission that even though most of them are bellends, sometimes some Kopites are right. Plus, do drugs actually work - What the Olympics Committee don’t want you to know. And how to dry piss-sodden pants before a meeting and STILL come out on top. It’s all here. And so is your mother.

VII: Kopites, Grappling, Mexican, Pubes

Vomiting woman, Thai boxing in toilets, biting off more than you can chew, my first haircut. Features a cameo role for Taylor Swift (non-speaking, not present). Disarmingly shite. Money for every email received* at themilopodcast@gmail.com * offer may not be honoured

VI: Technology, Hanks, Sexploits, Holiday

A welcome divergence from the norm, in that some other people have provided things to say. Thank Christ.

V: Feedback, Safe, Embarrassing, Handshakes

It’s official. This is now “The Milo Podcast”. Get in touch at themilopodcast@gmail.com. Or don’t. I don’t care. I do. Of course I do.

IV. Coming, Istanbul, DVDs, Potatoes

An early treat. This is normally a Friday thing, but y’know - sod it. Amma publish when I want to. Routine is the seed of tedium, as no saying actually goes. Oh, and if you’re a Kopite, you’ll probably have issues with this. Prove me wrong, be the bigger person and let it go.

III. Chips, Crisps, Trump, Language

The pen is mightier than the sword, or so the saying goes. In literal terms, you’d sooner face off against a biro-wielding gran than a machete-waving butcher, but you get the point. Words - use them well, and stuff.