The cast has never declared their pronouns, so I will have to assume, and abbreviate names for space reasons. Jeremy(Ogre) is never even remotely polite, but says what needs to be said more often than not. J/Ogre also reads the reviews, which can frequently be hilarious. Nick(her) is some kind of squeaky hipster chick(?) who almost speaks more about an undefined life partner than guns. Nick(her) doesn't even show up half the time, which is fine. Aaron Krieger identifies by their appearance of advanced age rather than by other characteristics, but claims to be only around 47. AK47, in true communist fashion, wants to float around with silly notions that the world will just take care of everybody and things will be okay even for those who don't pull their own weight. Dumb. This is America and no decent person likes AK47. Savage1r is a giant thumb that's not worth the energy to review. Fuck Savage. Shawn Herrin (it) is the piece that holds the podcast together, but talks way too much. I'd go so far as to say this podcast is full of SH(it). SH(it) is apparently the backbone of the whole Fire Arms Radio thing, and is always promoting the other shows; where you have SH(it) you have FARt. The other shows on FARt may be worth your time, but this one isn't. Assuming the star rating system refers to dark chocolate stars, aka SSB, aka buttholes, this show is all 5 rank stars, full of SH(it). It stinks.
— DrScaryGuy
