Snow Plow Morning Show – PINs and Door Codes


Thanks for posting this picture on PLA’s Facebook group, Erin Burdick!

This show is brought to you by and includes about a half dozen tenants from hell pranks!

  • 0:00:00 No Phone by Cake
  • 0:06:03 Listener Assignment of the Week: When someone in front of you types in their PIN code, you have to mutter their PIN loud enough for them to hear it, then report back any hilarity to me at or by leaving a voicemail at 814-422-5309.
  • 0:07:12 Cashmere Sweater by Nerf Herder
  • 0:09:40 This show is sponsored by Avery Thomas at  That site is a Minecraft server, which you can log into with your Minecraft client by going to  There is some Obey The Cactus artwork in it which you can see by typing /warp PLA while on his server.  Or scroll down a couple posts on here and you’ll see it.  Thanks for the support, Avery!
  • 0:15:55 Wish by Rappy McRapperson
  • 0:21:04 Crack A Bottle by Eminem
  • 0:28:31 Connected by Stereo MC
  • 0:45:55 Haha, just noticed during editing you can hear a guy in the background asking to check on the apartment number I gave her.
  • 0:49:13 This song should be Legend’s new theme song.  It’s called Cab Driver by The Mills Brothers (thanks for Googling the lyrics, ThePablotron)
  • 1:05:42 Makeshift Vagina by Bonecagebuy this song from TheFump!

Brad Carter

I run this town.

6 thoughts on “Snow Plow Morning Show – PINs and Door Codes

  • September 5, 2013 at 7:13 am

    Hey Lux,

    What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.

    ALSO, please don’t swat me this is a joke.

  • September 5, 2013 at 11:24 am

    Did matt fucking hilock die, and whats up with this adhd ridden 13 year old named justin?

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