What Are We?

One woman, one man, and oft-times one guest, talk about not one thing, but the opposite: No things. Woah, OK, do-over. Wrong opposite: All things. There might be rhymes, but never reason. Plug your nose, don’t look down, hold your nearest loved one tight. We totally didn’t mean to be (pause for musical buildup) Accidentally Fasting.

Question? Statement. Exclamation! Colon: Hit us up.