Our climate is fucked, and there’s only one man who is fucked enough to deal with it: Pat Fuckin’ Roach! On the latest episode of the Real Fucking Reality Show, Pat gets back to his old stompin’ grounds and shows us why he’s the best weatherman to ever hit SwearNet!
Pat measures the rainfall with a bucket, shot guns a couple Freedom 35s, and takes a fucked drive through a shitty January rainstorm.
Divine sips on some “Divine” ginger beer while the Boys crank back some Freedom 35 and chat about her impressive vocal octave range, her musical influences, and whether or not she thought the Backstreet Boys were dicks when she toured with them. When Divine mentions that her favourite destination is Brazil, Bubbles reveals that he has a major misunderstanding when it comes to the grooming tactic known as “The Brazilian.”
PLUS: Who is “Bubbles Sun Moon” and what goes into an “Irish Prick”?
Erika from Nova Scotia rocked the Ricky look while enjoying an ice-cold Freedom 35 lager by the lake.
Kody from Ontario went full Bobandy in this pic, driving a burger and a Freedom 35 into his cheeseburger locker!
Natalia from New Brunswick brought a Freedom 35 with her while she watched a fighter jet fly over Parliament Hill in Ottawa!
Thanks to everyone who entered the contest — it was a hard fucking decision and the competition was stiff! We think you all deserve an ice-cold can of Freedom 35 lager for your efforts. It’s available in most parts of Canada; check your local liquor store to see if they have it. If they don’t, then demand they bring the DECENT lager in!
Holy fuck, on July 1st, it’ll be 150 years since Canada was bornt!
To celebrate, we’re going to give away some DECENT prizes to whoever takes the best picture of a can of Freedom 35 as they celebrate Canada Day! The grand prize includes an autographed Freedom 35 hockey jersey – peak fuckin’ Canada!
Whether you’re celebrating Canada 150 while grilling in your backyard, canoeing in the wilderness, hanging out on the beach, whatever the fuck, we want to see a pic of it! Include a can of Freedom 35 lager in the photo and enter it here on the official contest page!
The Boys somehow made it back from Toronto and they are feeling pretty fuckin’ rough for this week’s episode of the Trailer Park Boys Podcast. So rough, they fuck up the episode number and call it 89. For those of you pricks who are keeping track at home, it is indeed episode 90.
The Boys also chat about the 4.20 release of GREA$Y MONEY, their new mobile game that has been burning up the fucking charts for both iOS and Android. The Boys received a fuck load of merchandise from the game dicks — stay tuned to learn about how you can get your cheeseburger-eating-hands on it!
They also shoot the shit about Shrek (both sheep and monster), Sydney (both Australia and Canada), and they try to come up with alternative energy sources for Sunnyvale.
Freedom 35 is finally on the horizon! The scrum-dilly lager has already been popping up in liquor stores across Canada, ahead of its official launch in Toronto on April 27th. Ricky, Julian, and Bubbles will be at the Queen’s Quay LCBO branch on April 27th from 12pm til 3pm, signing autographs and taking photos.
The easy-drinking brew was developed by beer genius Paul Dickey and North American Craft, and early reviews indicate that she’s a DE-HEEE-HEEEECENT lager! But we want to hear from you – please Tweet or Instagram us a photo of you enjoying a cool one with the hashtag #TPBFreedom35!
The Boys got themselves a few DECENT sample cans of Freedom 35 and they’re cracking into them on the latest Trailer Park Boys Podcast — even Julian thinks it’s “good, for a beer!”
You can get this podcast for fucking free in audio form on iTunes and Libsyn!
Ricky is happy with the way he was shown in an intelligent light in Season 11, though Bubbles and Julian dispute that. The Boys get into a fucked conversation about Julian’s mom’s genitals, as well as John Wayne Bobbitt’s frankencock. Ricky discusses the differences (or lack thereof) between Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee, and Bubbles workshops a new tune he calls HUNKULES, written specially for Julian’s muscles.