We made another week….it’s getting strange, no? ⚡⚡⚡ People want FREE Netflix!!!! Is this virus dangerous or just one big piece of paranoia?? The Amish go nuts in Cleveland. GREAT call from “Tony” on the comment line. 🦾🦾🦾 Moms getting arrested for taking kids to the park!! Las Vegas is getting ready to open. Are they ready??? That and a whole lot more!!
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DANNYLAND!!!! Podcast Episode Twenty One
onThe Podcast is BLOWING UP!!!!! 😁😁😁 Danny gives his insights on women that have hair past their shoulders after the age of fifty. Women that smoke and have piercings. 😳😳😳 Is “Danny” his real name? Why is Danny afraid of this weekend? 😱😱😱 Is it really true that Danny does not own a car??? That and more!!! 🦾🦾🦾
Podcast 110: DANNYLAND! Can you handle the truth?
onWhy did Caitlyn Jenner vote for Trump? Why do men cheat? Protesters at a play….Cosby No-Verdict and more just click below to listen.
Podcast 106: DANNYLAND! Listen to the TRUTH!
onWhy did this happen to me at the pharmacy? F Bombs on live TV. Relationship rules and more. Just click below to listen.
Podcast 99: DANNYLAND! Would you EVER accept a proposal like THIS?
onWe talk Casey Anthony, the bias in the media, a feel good story about a 900 pound guy, George Michael, your e-mails and much more. Click below to listen.
Podcast 95: DANNYLAND! Has Your Neighbor Ever Had This, Lady Ga Ga, Drunks In A Tu-Tu and More!
onHere’s your weekly podcast of the life and times of Danny Czekalinski. A Valentines Day edition of Three Things I Don’t Understand, Madonna, Ga-Ga, Neighbors, Lesbians and more. Just Click Below to Listen.
Podcast 83: DANNYLAND! My Most Embarrassing Moment and More.
onFirst thing you’ll hear is something that you have NEVER experienced. Click below to listen.
Podcast 82: DANNYLAND! Why you shouldn’t date and more.
onDanny talks about infomercials, why he hasn’t date in 5 years, women with low self esteem and more. Just click below to listen.
Why I Love Being A Loser
onI am a football fan. I love my hometown team which is the Cleveland Browns. The Browns are the laughing stock of the NFL. Even those that aren’t football fans like to make jokes about my team and that’s okay. I cheer for them every week and never miss a game. I also laugh very hard during those three hours as they resemble a Stooge routine minus a pie fight.
Anyone can cheer for a winner but I believe a real winner cheers for a loser. The Patriots are always in the play offs and probably will win the Super Bowl again this year. That doesn’t sound like a lot of fun to me. How can winning a championship be fun when it happens all the time? Every week the Browns find a new way to lose. Every week we have a new quarterback. Every week we have a player get hurt. Every other week a player gets arrested or goes to rehab. If the Browns season were made into a Hollywood script no one would buy it because no one would believe it. They say misery loves company and that company is the Cleveland Browns.
The journey of life is full of disappointments. The life of a Browns fan is nothing but a disappointment with a side dish of frustration and I love it. I know that every Monday my hometown will do two things: bitch and moan. Being a Browns fan is a great way to relieve stress. Anything that goes wrong during your week will never match the disgrace that you witness on the football field every Sunday.
The Super Bowl is the ultimate game of the year. The Browns have never been to the Super Bowl. I hope, in my lifetime, I will witness the Browns win the Super Bowl but you have to be careful what you wish for. We would be world champions. The struggle and disappointment would be over. There wouldn’t be a reason to bitch and moan. There would be a parade downtown. Thousands of people would faint from disbelief. The four horsemen would appear and the seven seals would begin to open. Our coach would hoist the trophy in front of the world and I assume he would drop it. I don’t think I would ever be properly prepared for that day because I would have to be happy. I don’t want to be a champion and that’s why I am a Browns fan.