Dollspace

Ever heard of "phoning it in"? We haven't. We do everything 100%, and this episode is proof - is something I would say if I were a MENTALIST trying to plant an idea in your head... Which I am! HAZZAH!

We're back from one of our surprise vacations you love so much. Sorry y'all, but you gotta admit we've been doing pretty well here!! Anyway, last week it was Canadian thanksgiving and Sam went to Prince Edward County. But enough about last week....THIS week we really tackle the tough topics: Shane Gillis on SNL (oh no), baby registry items, and questions from several people who really might need to dump their boyfriends. On an earnest note, we're so lucky to have such cool and interesting listeners that want to write in to our fledgling podcast. Like I actually can't believe sometimes that so many of you actually write in. We are HONOURED. Truly love y'all.

Bow down peasants, the Queen is here and her name is Annie "I haven't peed on the ground in 17 years" Clark. Next she's going to tell me she's never peed in a pool. OK JULIE ANDREWS WE GET IT, YOU'RE PERFECT, and you're NOT dead yet. And neither is Dick Van Dyke, who is 100.

Haha just felt like being silly in the episode title. I don't totally think that, because my adult husband who pays the bills drinks iced coffee. Maybe he's a friend of Dorthy? Hope not. Imagine I'm not pregnant yet because he's shooting absolute blanks. What the hell is this description, the episode is not about this.

Uh oh Annie's writing this description so if you were here for one of Sam's infamous blurbs, I am so sorry to disappoint. This episode is pretty much the opposite of last episode. It's remote, mundane, and chaste as hell! But we hope you're down for the duality that is this pod sometimes. Much like the main theme of this ep, you gotta have some lows to appreciate the highs. We chat about daycare, drills, your 20s, fertility issues, GOD, and...the human soul. Interesting. Well then. Click play already!!!

This is a really SEX heavy episode, so if you hate sex, or hate us, DO NOT LISTEN. You've been warned. We talk about flavoured lotions, flavoured condoms and of course, Jessica Simpsons flavoured body glitter. Prepare to get horny!!!!!

GOOD TIDINGS, D0LLS! After 3 years, we finally decided it was time to start season 2 of this damn podcast we have. And what better place to start than SOUTHAMPTON ONTARIO, where our pals at The Beach Motel put us up for a deluxe weekend - PERFECT for us to get our MOJO back. Sadly, we did have separate beds, but Annie let me watch her shower so it wasn't a total waste of time. Today, we talk about having sex with old people, and which characters on Sesame Street are gay. Enjoy!

I'm just that kinda gal. I don't block my stalkers. Quite the opposite, I make love to them! The most lovers I ever had was when I was Fiona Coyne on Degrassi.

Had no idea what to call this one. Is this what they call "burnout"?

The title has nothing to do with what this episode is about - it was truly a stream of consciousness. I realized hey, this might be episode 90. But it's actually probably episode 100 because if you go through the episodes we have a lot of doubles. I don't check! Sometimes I'll throw up 2 episode 87's. WHO'S COUNTING!!! No seriously, who's counting? Can someone tell us how many episodes we have?

HERE WE ARE!!! Sorry for playing this PROLONGED game of hide and seek, but you see - last week we were riddled with tech issues. The week before that? Just didn't feel like it. Sorry :P Should we fuck around and do a live show? w/e

ANNOUNCING OUR GIVEAWAY WINNER FRIDAY, MAY 15! GO FOLLOW STELLAR EATS AND DOLLSPACE AND TAG A FRIEND! THIS IS A LEGIT BASKET OF GOODS! BLESSINGS BLESSINGS BLESSINGS! HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!

Yeah I know, Annie hates the title of this episode. And I also know my voice is way louder than hers in this episode. Just listen on half volume. The vocals here were a shitshow, but that's because I haven't been able to see for weeks. What?

I'm not lying... I don't remember anything about this. I recorded it last week and now it's Tuesday (I really just chose whatever day to upload this eh) and in between when we recorded this and when I'm putting it up, I actually got my first ever migraine. Recovering from that. No clue what we talked about last week. Hopefully nothing FUCKED UP???

I'll say this with my chest - BEWARE OF THE SHOWERS AT EQUINOX, they will play tricks on you. They are wicked and sinister and that space is not for the weak! I'm sweating just typing about it.

Who wants to fight us? Everyone? Come for me first, Annie is 2 lbs soaking wet because she lives at pilates now. I'm dense, I can take you all. I am EASTERN EUROPEAN. Shit one sec my kid just fell brb. Oh he's fine. Whatever I have nothing else to say anyway. Enjoy :) ha :)

PEAKABOO! Sorry, that's the only word I say now because I hang out with a fucking infant all day. I have one brain cell, and I used it on this episode (you're going to listen and be like THAT'S A BRAIN CELL?????????) Anyway, we explore the option of re-using our Patreon.... pls let us know what you think of this... and don't hate us heh :)

Sorry for the haitus everyone! Let me explain why here in this episode description that no one reads. Firstly, baby Bennett caught a nasty cough that caused him to barf every time he coughed. THEN, I went to Bahamas where it was -40 degrees and I went on the biggest bender of my life at 34 years old. THEN I had a funeral - so needless to say, we've been STACKED with hardship!!! Especially my deluxe trip to Bahamas! Anyway, we are back, sorry about that - next time we will communicate better yada yada yada (but will we? we're abusive, and you like it).

No idea what episode we are on- but let me just tell you something. We allude many times to you listening to this episode on Sunday (my birthday) - but that is not the case, as I am uploading it on TUESDAY - so NO NEED to DM me with your bday messages. SAVE IT. You can say it next year. Anyway, who's team are we on in the Beckham case???

The title of this episode has nothing to do with the episode. We don't say what's up craplord even once, but I'm lying next to Joe in bed and I have stage fright trying to come up with a title. Like he's watching me type and backspace. Is there anything worse than this? I know there must be but I'm struggling to think of an example. If I announce a divorce it was NOT my choice.