In a fit of euphoria the Snydecast faithful start tweeting.
I decided to consider places where I could listen to the new Snydecast:
With a ghetto blaster on my shoulder walking through a real ghetto.
Tip the waiter $5 to play it over the sound system at Hometown Buffet as you eat nachos.
Over headphones as you watch Laurel & Hardy.
Over headphones as you respectively stand vigil over Tom Carvel's grave... pouring a milkshake out.
Then Ken tweeted this: