Brad, I’ve been listening to your calls for over a decade and I think this might be the first call in which a grown man said he was calling the cops and claimed 3 different times in under 60 seconds that you were “threatening” him. 🤣
The phone rang like a tired confession on a rainy night. I picked it up, already knowing the voice on the other end was trouble. “Hello?” “Hey there,” came the voice, slick and slippery as an eel in a bucket of oil. “It’s Roy, your neighbor.” Roy. Sure. I didn’t know any Roy, but guys like him didn’t need introductions. They slid into your life uninvited, like a bad habit or a busted radiator. “What do you want?” I asked, already regretting it. “I know you’ve been listening to our baby monitor. Can you stop? It’s weird.” Weird was putting it lightly. Listening to a baby monitor? That was a whole new level of creepy. But I wasn’t buying what this guy was selling. “I don’t even know where you live, pal,” I said, lighting a metaphorical cigarette in my mind, the kind you can’t stub out no matter how hard you try. “Oh, I think you do. Over on Amber Drive? Or maybe Hay Market?” He was fishing, and I wasn’t biting. “Nice try, Roy. I don’t even own a baby monitor. Call someone else.” But he didn’t stop. Guys like Roy never do. He kept pushing, his words curling through the receiver like cigarette smoke in a seedy bar. “You don’t have to lie, friend. Just stop listening. It’s that simple.” It wasn’t simple. It never is. “Listen,” I said, my patience wearing thin, “I don’t know who you are, where you’re from, or what your angle is. But I’ve got nothing to do with your baby or your monitor.” Roy didn’t flinch. “Sure,” he said, his voice dripping with doubt. “That’s what I’d say if I was guilty too.” It was like talking to a broken jukebox-same tune, over and over. And just when I thought he’d hang up, he changed his tune. “Maybe it’s your wife. Maybe she’s the one doing it.” That hit a nerve. “My wife?” I snapped. “Don’t drag her into this. You’ve got the wrong guy, Roy.” But Roy wasn’t done. He was throwing accusations like confetti at a parade, hoping something would stick. And when he realized it wasn’t me, he backpedaled faster than a drunk on a bicycle. “Maybe it wasn’t you,” he muttered. “Sorry about that. Have a nice day.” Click. And just like that, he was gone, leaving me holding the receiver and a head full of questions. Who was Roy? Was he really the victim, or just another joker playing games? I hung up the phone and poured myself a drink. The rain outside was steady, like the rhythm of a bad idea. In this city, everyone’s guilty of something. And sometimes, the weirdest cases are the ones that never get solved. **The Case of the Baby Monitor Bug** *(A Film Noir Detective Monologue)*
When we'd do this in the 90s it was all innocent fun. Nowadays my snowflake acquaintances get shocked and concerned that people find fun in 'hurting people's feelings' 🙄
Love the channel man, recently found it, has brought me a lot of laughter in a not so pleasant time in my life.
Hang in there buddy! It gets better! Tons of lolz on this channel and SPS!! 🌵🌵
Ur name is from a great movie. Whats going on that’s not so pleasant? I hope things change soon for you.
Brad is the best! Spose "knocking on wood" kept me sane during a crazy time
Wait til u found out about carlito and madhouse radio 🤯
@@psychobeefsticker RIP CARLITO, and no disrespect to him but Brad is better than CARLITO in my opinion. What do you think psycho?
Mr. Bread Hair, the snowplow show and PLA is what gets me through the day. Thank you for everything sir.
Hell yeah new upload, love listening to your calls you're funny asf
Ahh nothing like a nice relaxing prank call before bedtime I feel like a kid again :)
This one is excellent 👌
“yoURe ThHreatenIng MeE!” What a whiner! He better cut it out! Great calls RBCP!
hey thats mean... let him monitor your baby... fffor crying out loud. sheesh. manners.
4:27 that line will always be the best 🤣🤣
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Brad, I’ve been listening to your calls for over a decade and I think this might be the first call in which a grown man said he was calling the cops and claimed 3 different times in under 60 seconds that you were “threatening” him. 🤣
The phone rang like a tired confession on a rainy night. I picked it up, already knowing the voice on the other end was trouble.
“Hello?”
“Hey there,” came the voice, slick and slippery as an eel in a bucket of oil. “It’s Roy, your neighbor.”
Roy. Sure. I didn’t know any Roy, but guys like him didn’t need introductions. They slid into your life uninvited, like a bad habit or a busted radiator.
“What do you want?” I asked, already regretting it.
“I know you’ve been listening to our baby monitor. Can you stop? It’s weird.”
Weird was putting it lightly. Listening to a baby monitor? That was a whole new level of creepy. But I wasn’t buying what this guy was selling.
“I don’t even know where you live, pal,” I said, lighting a metaphorical cigarette in my mind, the kind you can’t stub out no matter how hard you try.
“Oh, I think you do. Over on Amber Drive? Or maybe Hay Market?”
He was fishing, and I wasn’t biting. “Nice try, Roy. I don’t even own a baby monitor. Call someone else.”
But he didn’t stop. Guys like Roy never do. He kept pushing, his words curling through the receiver like cigarette smoke in a seedy bar.
“You don’t have to lie, friend. Just stop listening. It’s that simple.”
It wasn’t simple. It never is. “Listen,” I said, my patience wearing thin, “I don’t know who you are, where you’re from, or what your angle is. But I’ve got nothing to do with your baby or your monitor.”
Roy didn’t flinch. “Sure,” he said, his voice dripping with doubt. “That’s what I’d say if I was guilty too.”
It was like talking to a broken jukebox-same tune, over and over. And just when I thought he’d hang up, he changed his tune.
“Maybe it’s your wife. Maybe she’s the one doing it.”
That hit a nerve. “My wife?” I snapped. “Don’t drag her into this. You’ve got the wrong guy, Roy.”
But Roy wasn’t done. He was throwing accusations like confetti at a parade, hoping something would stick. And when he realized it wasn’t me, he backpedaled faster than a drunk on a bicycle.
“Maybe it wasn’t you,” he muttered. “Sorry about that. Have a nice day.”
Click.
And just like that, he was gone, leaving me holding the receiver and a head full of questions. Who was Roy? Was he really the victim, or just another joker playing games?
I hung up the phone and poured myself a drink. The rain outside was steady, like the rhythm of a bad idea.
In this city, everyone’s guilty of something. And sometimes, the weirdest cases are the ones that never get solved.
**The Case of the Baby Monitor Bug**
*(A Film Noir Detective Monologue)*
Stop threatening me, Brad
@@jessl1934 liar!
I love my fellow Michiganders!
Love this guy. You disagree with him or make any statement, he takes it as a threat…😂😂🌵🌵
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When we'd do this in the 90s it was all innocent fun. Nowadays my snowflake acquaintances get shocked and concerned that people find fun in 'hurting people's feelings' 🙄
CACTUS CACTUS!
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holy shit that guy in the thumbnail lives in my town lol
He clearly describes what he's not doing...
Everyone needs to be out on a list for watching Brad's baby like weirdos
Why no 1080p quality? It's unwatchable!
Preach it bro
I know. Part of me thinks I can see them flipping out thru the windows but it's so low quality
@@RustyB22 far out
I watch it in 144p
Watch this while brushing my teeth
People confuse "threat" with accusation
Caught your recent interview. Nice work homeboy.
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World record podcast@@ancientseed2607
Brian’s not doing a very good job!
Macomb County......Mich?
Sounds like it
Your neighbor to your west
Roy, you LIAR!
Calling someone a liar in these here parts of Appalachia starts generational wars 😤....I'm guessing that's what they say there. 🌵🌵
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I love old man steve
He went right to the sheriff he skipped the cops
He did say Township. It’s possible there are no police in the Township.
plenty of towns with sheriffs rather than police.
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Sounds like Brad is listening to my cactus monitor
Cactus 🌵
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i don't care about your baby *beep boop*
New one finally
A whole snow plow show came out last night.
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Here before 30 views.
Amazing
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