Mr. Windy's Running On Empty Podcast

Mr. Windy’s back, and this week he’s got feathers in his cap, and maybe a little egg on his face. After a classic Mr. Windy blunder, he’s eating crow (not chicken), and now there’s a hen on the lam. With 25 hens supposed to be in the coop, it’s time to round up some young helpers to see if the headcount is right—or else, as Mr. Windy puts it, “there’s a cat that’s gonna die.” Meanwhile, the birds are feasting on the garden, and Mr. Windy’s patience is wearing thin—those garden thieves might be next on the chopping block.

Listen in as Mr. Windy admits he’s so dumb, he gives the eggs away for free, and let’s say his fishing and farming skills aren’t winning him any blue ribbons. But don’t worry, he promises, “everything’s gonna be all white.” The episode takes a wild turn as Mr. Windy tackles questions about the Civil War, spinning tales about the North, the South, and who’s really to blame, plus, is Charles really a Yankee Doodle from Connecticut?

It’s chaos, comedy, and a little bit of country wisdom, Mr. Windy style. Until next week… get out of here, Drag Queen!

Wow! Mr. Windy's Diss Track is Savage. OK!! A "diss track" is a song that aims to attack or disparage another person verbally, often stemming from an existing feud or conflict. Mr. Windy's Diss Track is for Omelette and Finster on WKLT in Northern Travers City, Michigan! OK BYE.

Tumble Weed is itching to be on the road again. Northern Michigan in the rearview? Packin' up and leaving? Well, Summertime is close, ok I'll Stay.  Wow! Charles Gets F'ed everyday and twice on Sunday. Let's get RB's Funny Little Starfish Man.

Mr. Windy's Running On Empty - Mr. Windy Comes Out In The End.

In the beginning, Charles must decide between fleeing to Florida or standing his ground in Northern Michigan. In between Mr Windy loses weight by giving up beer, shoveling snow and you know what.

The Almighty Steals Mr. Windy's Tshirt Idea and Will Not Pay Up. Jesus Christ! NO! God. GENTRY OR YANDLE WHOEVER IS PUTTIN MY SHOW OUT STOP IT WITH THE SHENANIGANS AND BAFOONARY I'M TRYIN' TO DO A SERIOUS BROADCAST. I THINK YOURE FU(%ING WITH ME, TRYIN TO CATCH ME DOIN, ANYTHING. THERES PEOPLE WAITING ON THIS PODCAST AND I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY TO THEM PEOPLE. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. XOXO

HEY HEY HEY SCUMBAG! I'M ON MY ELBOWS, I'M BEN DOVER. IT'S SNOWING HERE. I'M NOT GOING TO LIE. I NEED SCREWS IN MY BACK TO DO THIS DAMN SHOW. 

HEY, I AM BACK ON MY ELBOWS, WATCH THIS! OH YEA! I'M IN BED. DO MY SHOW IN MY BED. OK MAN! 

OK THANK YOU GENTRY THOMAS AND CHINY DINGY JAY YANDLE.

I TOLD YOU MY PODCAST IS STILL ON FEATURING ME MR WINDY ON THE PODCAST PLAYGROUND. NOT ROSS LIMBAUGH, NOT HOWARD STERN ME MR WINDY A HAPPY "SINGLE" MAN LIVING ALONE. AND IF I FEEL LIKE DANCING I DO. 

Snow continues for Mr. Windy in the snowbelt of Northern Michigan. Highs in the low 30's. New Digs. Same Ole Charles, Biting the hand that feeds him. DON'T RITE ANYTHING FLOWERY HERE JUST PUT OUT MY SHOW AND TELMY FANS HOW TO LISTEN SO I AM #1 ON THE PODCAST PLAYGROUND PODCAST CHANNEL..

Charles Gary Shaw is Mr. Windy and he can’t seem to catch a break. Crabber, Shrimper, Man of the Sea, Mr. Windy chronicles the life and times of a man Running On Empty. Host Gentry Thomas along with Jay Yandle, try their might to steer Mr. Windy’s ship into safe harbor. It’s a daily struggle having a Mr. Windy and now you can have one too, from a distance, in limited doses. Join the podcast Running On Empty With Mr. Windy on The Podcast Playground or wherever you pod.

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Diamonds are a girl's best friend, and Mr. Windy's kinda cute. Like an armadillo that's been hit by a car but didn't die. DON'T WRITE A BUNCH OF FLOWERY SHIT ABOUT ME AND MY SHOW. YOU TELL EVERYONE IF THEY KNOW ME LISTEN. IF YOU DON'T KNOW ME, JUST LISTEN. STOP. PLAY. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. I GOT A POSTHOLE DIGGER AND A BAG TO PUT MY DIAMOUNDS IN . DIO MOUNDS DIE MOUNDS-- DIAMONDS!

Winter is coming on fast in Northern Michigan, We South Bound And Down, The Plantation, Reservation, Radio Station in Sunny Florida, Here We Come. I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE GENTRY. HAVE MY SOFT FEATHERY PILLOW READY WHEN I GET THERE & MY $500 BLAZER FROM GABE'S, AND MY HIGH DOLLAR BED AND BOX OF SPRINGS Fl La La La La La La La La.

That no drinkin' didn't last long. SEE WHAT HAPPENED WAS I MOVED FROM MY SAFE SPACE SHIP BACK TO THE WOODS, THE WOODS WERE COOL FOR DRINKIN' AND SMOKING THEN THERE WAS THIS BOY, A YOUNG BOY. I HAD TO MOVE AGAIN DOWN TRAIL TO A NEW CAMP, A PEOPLE CAMP, DO YOU KNOW WHAT A POEPLE CAMP IS BOYS AND GIRLS? HOW MANY WORDS DO WE GET? HEY! Kiss my ass if you don't like it. I don't wear belly chains, they do things to my picture, this is the truth.

Turns out God has been touching Mr. Windy all along. This was not some big showy miracle, just an ordinary public display of God’s mercy, Mr. Windy was walking to the liquor store as usual when... I WILL TELL THE STORY, AND LISTEN TO MY RADIO SHOW ON PODCAST NOT FM I WILL CUS SOCIALLY, AND HEY NO MORE DRINKING! bOOM! +++ $1 PRE-ROLLS. 

Mr. Windy is The Burning Man, all Summer Long in Northern Michigan.

THIS AIN'T NO WORK OF FICTION. THIS IN NON-FICTION! NAMES, PLACES, AND INCIDENTS ARE NOT MY IMAGINATION OR USED FICTITIOUSLY  ALL ARE REAL PEOPLE, LIVING OR DEAD. LOCATIONS, EVENTS, ALL REAL, NO BULLS#!T! NO COINCIDEDANCE. HASHTAG #ITTAKESONE

Mr. Windy is The BIGGEST Loser today. The Agony of Defeat is clear for Charles, Oh' but Mr. Windy will blame his NIKE Air Max's for the spongy start, and he's not the "come-from-behind" kind of guy. WAIT, AM I ON SOME KIND OF TRACK TEAM OR ARE YOU F-STERS TRYING TO GET A PICTURE OF ME NUDE?

Introducing "Chick Wings"! Baby Chicken Wings from Baby Chickens, Chick Wings.  NOT WINGS FOR GIRLS! Baby Chicken Chicks.  Winner, Winner Baby Chicken Dinner. Let us all just slow down and forget why we're here, and listen to my show.  NO HARD FEELINGS, I hope I see you again, not never.

That's it! The jig is up! Time to pay the piper. AHH 3 HOTS AND A COT. LOL

Charles comes clean on Jail, The Hospital, The Bird, The Jug of Piss, blah, blah, blah... 

Mr Windy is back, and still Running On Empty. LIFE'S NOT BAD HERE IN NORTHERN MICHIGAN, I GOT FISH STICKS AND RAMIN, PROPANE, AND A LAZY BOY HERE IN MY VAN, AND YES, I HAVE A DRIVER'S LICENSE. AND YES, I'M HAPPY. Charles talks about President's Day and the British Royals.

Running on Empty with Mr. Windy. - My Recent Stay at the Amityville Horror House.