Mink & Rook return from a small podcasting hiatus with a show as uninteresting as anything they've ever done. What can we say, we always hope the absence will be permanent, but like a bad case of herpes...At the very least this show may aid in helping the most helpless insomniacs among us. Yawn!

Camelot it ain't, but Mink & Rook twist their way through the show like a motorcade in Dealey Plaza; only to be interrupted by a catastrophe that has their listeners crawling from the back seat of the limosine to the waiting arms of some sympathetic saint of peace and quiet...or something like that. The result: A Jack Ruby fanclub. They're shot! They're shot!

Extra long resistance to audio perfection, always...it's the Mink & Rook Rum & Coke Show live from Ontario Canada, but don't blame the nation, blame yourself, should you have the stomach to listen. One only has so much room on his/her hardrive, why take up so much space with this tripe for the ears? Let's just say you've been warned, er, time and time again. Hollow indeed!

Clear of their decades series Mink & Rook are back off track with what we would like to think is their worst effort to date. Luckily this show comes with its own "in case of bad show break glass" contingency plan. Prepare to clean up the mess. Eh!

Gag us with a spoon, Mink & Rook are back for their 80's show. Enfeebled by their meagerness as tour guides for the era, the inept inebriates sputter through this representation of a time we'd all like to forget. If this show was an 80's sitcom it would likely star Alan Thicke. Bogus!

Throw backs? How about throw away! Mink & Rook drunk drive their way through their 70s edition podcast as gracefully as an 8-track tape deck in a Ferrari, uncool-like and unecessary. Continuing their staggering trip through time, these sardonic souses prove only one thing...they are no dog's buddy. Get Down!

Groovy and outta site isn't the way most would describe the Mink & Rook Rum & Coke Show but this week the trashed tandum turn the clock back to the 1960's. Mink & Rook embarrass themselves through the ages in the first of their 5 part series of musical decades. Rewind to a time when The Mink & Rook Rum & Coke Show was a mere droplet in the shotglass of life. Gear!

Dave from Seagrave returns for a second dipsomaniacal appearence on the Rum & Coke Show this week. W.C. Fields would throw up in his grave if he heard how the abuse of alcohol was being abused with such artistic disregard. Delirium Tremens!

It's anyone's guess as to why this crapulous doublet's listenership increases with every show, the only logical conclusion is....escaping anyone with a trained ear. To be fair, Mink & Rook should really consider retirement and hope they achieve a cult following among those without couth and conscience. Poor Break Away Radio. Kudzu! Stat!

It's Mink & Rook's first show on their new internet radio station: Break Away Radio. We're not sure BAR knew what they were getting into but what they got was a whole lotta nothing. That nothing clocks in at two and a half hours but who's counting? A lot of slurring, a lot of tripping and falling...what else can we say. Vamos!

An old friend of Mink & Rook's, Dave from Seagrave, stumbles onto the show this week. He was only going to stay for a couple of beers but the gravitational pull of alcoholism traps him in their rummy orbit, a continuous loop of plasterdization and witlessness. The result is car crash after car crash with a twenty-two wheeler and a dump truck thrown in for good measure. The levels are way off and any form of equilibrium is left hanging in the balance. Da proof is da proof!

Mink's son Mat joins the abomination that is the Mink & Rook Rum & Coke Show this week. Listen in as Mat falls victim to the alcoholic disaster of a podcast known to so few and enjoyed by even less. If this show was a women's olympic hockey team from Italy it would get its ass kicked by a bunch of Canadians. Ciao!

Rook's radio broadcasting classmates from Seneca College lend their voices to this week's show. As usual the guests outshine the hosts as Mink & Rook stumble through two hours of blurry discourse. Rock on!

With their hangovers from the new year out of the way, Mink & Rook are ploughed again and exhibiting their senselessability with preciseness not seen since the Iraqi food drop. Movie reviews are back in full force, the music is groovin' and everything is perfect save for Mink & Rook themselves who try in vain to save the show. Morning!

This week Mink & Rook ring in the new year by ringing out the fetid-most cloth of talent they could find. Expect more of less in 2006 as Mink & Rook treat their health to a massive helping of podcast incongruity. Auld Lang... Sigh!

Mink & Rook welcome special guests Rook's sister Doycet aka K-Dawg and Dj NoThumbs to their 32nd pocast. NoThumbs rocks the house with two decks of raw old school power and presents the North American premeire of BA Baracus's "Jump". The show is at it's most drunken to date with the usual result that only the Mink & Rook Rum & Coke Show can deliver. Jump! Jump!

Mink & Rook's pre X-mas show contains more of the same same-old you've grown tired of expecting. Of course this never stops them from broadcasting their inebriated banality to tens upon tens of listeners each week. This week MNR pay their respects to Richard Pryor and yap on endlessly, needlessly. Little Feets!

Mink & Rook pay tribute to John Lennon on the 25th anniversary of his untimely death in New York city. MNR also celebrate their 6 years together and if that's not enough...their 30th podcast. Has it been that long? Seems like only yesterday that they went appropriatly unnoticed. More popular than Jesus! Merry Xmas!