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Voting opened today (December 1) and you can vote once a day until the polls close at midnight EST on December 15, 2010.

We don’t ask that you consider us a serious news source or even that you laugh at our unique brand of “comedy”. All we ask is that you show us that you’ve appreciated our wacky, off color, and sometimes ridiculous show. Go Vote.

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Hope to see you there!!

It’s difficult to encapsulate Matt in words. One would assume that, the better you know him, the easier it gets. Allow me to shatter this illusion now: in point of fact, the better you know him, the harder it gets. Pun intended.

For in actuality, the only thing that could even come close to describing Matt is a pomegranate martini – fun, fruity and highly intoxicating. Consume with caution.

Still, some of his truths are so incontrovertible, even the Jews and the Palestinians would put down the pipe bombs long enough to agree. He’s brilliantly hilarious. Quick-witted. Pithy. Disarming. Easygoing. So destructively lovable he could convert Hugo Chavez into a squealing fangirl. Many days I seriously consider just airlifting his ass into the Afghan mountains and simply tranquilizing our enemies into submissiveness with his charisma. Talk about a weapon of mass destruction. Matt Britton > Anthrax.

That being said, he’s also a whole host of other things, many of which aren’t as obvious unless you’ve spent a grotesquely inordinate amount of time with him. (For the record, avoid this at all costs.) For instance, in reality, he’s as modest as they come – something he doesn’t even realize, which in itself is both case and point. Take it from me, though: it’s like at some point in his sleep, the Humble Fairy slapped him around and made him her bitch.

And he’s talented; so talented that I’m frankly just buying my time until he becomes famous and I can ride his coattails to the top. And he’s a good enough friend that even though I’m joking about that, he would let me. He’s an incredible listener, and at heart, a world class gentleman… when he isn’t viciously capitalizing on certain Disney-themed fears, that is. And I’d be hard-pressed to name anybody I consider to be more trustworthy than Matt. Not only because he keeps your secrets, but because he fails to judge them.

Which, at last, bring us to this: he is one of the most open-minded people you could ever hope to know. And that doesn’t just translate into “he’s liberal,” as it does for many people. No, he is the rare person who applies his tolerance consistently, and that means extending it even to those with whom he disagrees. Whether you’re black or white, gay or straight, Democrat or Republican, religious or atheist, he meets you and your values with deference. Of all the reasons he is a phenomenal friend, this is the first. Of all the qualities that make him admirable, this is the most unique and heartening. That, and his Mel Gibson impressions.

It is with this in mind that today, the 11th of September in the 2010th year of our Lord, we celebrate the great occasion of his birth. Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Britton, for practicing unprotected sex. May your fine example be adopted by the masses, for if every couple could produce one such as Matt, the world would be a funnier, more genuine albeit vastly more unhinged place.

Happy birthday, dear! We love you!

We do have this request though.

IF you are planning on attending INFINITUS 2010, and you ordered a t-shirt (and haven’t received it), please let us know ASAP, and we will bring it to you in Orlando. Once again, let us know as soon as possible so we don’t ship it to you.

Thanks for your patience, you’re all amazing.

Consequently, too few people grasp its true significance. Too few people understand the magnitude of this date, the utter cosmic totality of its passing. For on this day 21 years ago, evolution reached its pinnacle. All that ever was, from the Big Bang to now, culminated in the birth of Andrew Sims.

I speak for everyone when I say that, without Andrew, none of us would be here with you today. Well fine, maybe – maybe – we would still exist as people, but not as the insanely awe-inspiring podcasters you know us as. It was his vision and talent that started all of these (somewhat disturbing) shows, from MuggleCast to SmartMouths, so the next time we mortally offend your every mature sensibility you can go ahead and thank him.

No seriously. Don’t look at us.

We, as a group, as a dynamic, would not exist without him. Not only because it was his passion for broadcasting and entertainment that initiated this entire shitstorm, but because he believed in the rest of us. He made a name for himself early on, and had his pick of people to share the limelight with. He’s visited movie sets, interviewed New York Times Best-Selling authors, sat down at tables with Hollywood producers and devised History-Making book discussions. He could have shared that with anybody, could have chosen to do his show(s) with anyone. But he chose us. He believed in us. He showed us the ropes, exhibited Saintlike patience throughout, and most impressively, befriended us along the way. He is one of the truest friends in recorded history – I mean seriously, it’s a little fucking sickeningly sweet sometimes – and defines what it is to be fiercely loyal, understanding, and genuine.

When I first met him, five years ago this summer, my first thought was… okay, truthfully it was “how do I tap that?” But then it was, “he’s just so grotesquely easy to like!” And to some degree, to those who know him best, that sums him up perfectly: He’s just one of those people that could run over your cat and you’d invite him in for tea and scones. Maybe that makes him a wizard. But I like to believe that’s just the charisma, the open charm and easy humor he so naturally displays, both professionally and personally. Many of us owe some of our best experiences and memories to his unabashed willingness to selflessly share his own. So much of what we get to do is because of him, and so much of what we know about friendship is due to him.

But above all, even greater than any of those things combined, is his penchant for school hallway pants-shitting. I mean let’s be honest, that’s the real reason we like him.

Happy birthday Andrew, you scintillating piece of man meat! We love you!

NOTE 1: Enjoy this useful Time Zone Converter to help figure out when the show will air in your neck of the woods.

NOTE 2: If you’re in the UK, you will BE UP ANYWAY since you will want to find out the results of your important election that was held today.

UPDATE: You will be able to listen to the show at this link: http://www.ustream.tv/channel/smart-mouths-live%21