This week, the boys take a deep dive into the Disney+ catalog and honestly – what the hell, y'all? Michael transforms into a Sexy Mr. Rogers, Mike vastly improves Homeward Bound: The Incredible Journey, and we all miss Don Knotts just a whole ton. It's our best yet.
This week, the boys summon mastery of all four elements to do a bong. Michael resuscitates a very worn-out boy cat, Mike steals a golden toilet, and we dunk on Joe Biden for a while. It's our best yet.
This week, the boys stare American culture right in the crotch and find it lacking. Michael gets Thursday for some salty fries, Mike finds love in roadside places, and we all get very confused about sandwiches. It's our best yet.
This week the boys tackle the important questions first: what if horse, but faster? Mike mixes up a recipe for smooching the Colonel, Michael introduces the haunting origin story of a childhood hero, and we all get a bad case of whiskeyteeth. It's our best yet.
This week, we wonder when Pornhub will become Skynet. Michael claims his rightful title as Master and Commander on the Far Side of the Dunk, Mike fights off a pack of sex-craved robots, and we all commit SPACE CRIME BABY. It's our best yet.
This week, the boys get freaky in a public bathroom. Michael brags about being one of the 300 Americans to have tasted a Popeyes chicken sandwich, Mike demands we create monsters fit for our time, and we're officially a Hootie and the Blowfish fanfiction podcast now. Circle Circle, Dot Dot, Now I Have the Hootie Shot. It's our best yet.
This week, the boys get deep in the pig hole and something is hogging in the state of Denmark. Mike gets sweet vindication and creates the worst X-man, Michael cooks up big fall flavors, and we all clamp ourselves in for some office sumo wrestling. It's our best yet.
This week, 30-50 feral hogs arrive in the first 3-5 minutes of our children listening to the podcast. Mike applies for a brand new passport, Michael gets an ice-cold mouthful of hot dog, and we all break down the feel-good hit of the summer: Hobbs and Shaw. It's our best yet.
This week, the boys watch their moms jump a motorcycle over a volcano. Michael straps someone's mom to an exploding chair, Mike cools off his downstairs, and we all spend too much time talking about the big stink pig Pumbaa. It's our best yet.
This week the boys prepare for the sexual bonanza waiting at Area 51. Mike breaks down Pepsi's naval supremacy, Michael tries to sell some truly haunted furniture, and we both decide beanless coffee doesn't make the grade. It's our best yet.