We dive into the dark underworld of sex workers and their high-profile clientele, because apparently $140 comes with a very specific menu. We discuss what’s on the table, what definitely isn’t, and whether politics showed up to ruin the conversation. Spoiler: probably. Welcome to capitalism, questionable decisions, and absolutely no refunds.

Hartford takes center stage as we discuss its questionable reputation, colorful characters, and seemingly endless supply of chaos. We give Trump a very serious review of his outstanding Oval Office performance, crack the usual inappropriate jokes, and then Mother Nature crashes the episode with a freak thunderstorm. Because apparently, even the weather wanted in.

One of us is planning on going to Rome and will immediately start collecting stories that probably won’t make the travel brochure. We sprinkle in some political banter, try to make sense of the bizarre world of Fruit AI, and, as always, prove that good judgment was never invited to the conversation.

We decode corporate buzzwords nobody believes, speculate about the alleged Reflecting Pool vandalism, question whether anyone in politics gets enough sleep, and somehow end up planning for a beer festival. Sprinkle in a healthy dose of inappropriate jokes, bad opinions, and questionable judgment—it’s business as usual.

Stepping back for an episode, here’s a bonus listen to a season 1 classic. We talked all things Juneteenth to educate the masses and crack some awful jokes too. Is what it is!

One co-host got hot mic’d, the political takes got unnecessarily confident, and somehow we spent way too much time discussing interlock devices like certified engineers of bad decisions. Add a few wildly tasteless jokes and you’ve got another completely unqualified episode of chaos, commentary, and questionable life choices.

We let the intrusive thoughts win, wandered into politics nobody asked for, took a reckless detour through world events, and still found time for jokes of questionable quality. Somehow it all makes sense… until it doesn’t. Smart takes, bad decisions, and zero adult supervision. Just how we like it.

Tiger’s back (again), Kristi Noem’s husband apparently has hobbies…plural, and Lisa delivers what she calls her best jokes ever. We investigate, we judge, we absolutely don’t hold back. Spoiler: not everything ages well—but the roasting? Elite. Proceed with caution and low expectations.

Intergalactic dating disasters, questionable relationship advice, and a little thing called a war with Iran. We celebrate Women’s History Month (probably the wrong way), debate alien-human compatibility, and fire off a few jokes that absolutely should’ve stayed redacted. Tasteful? No. Entertaining? Absolutely. Buckle up.

This episode we celebrate Black History Month the only way we know how—by learning something, laughing too hard, and probably getting side-eyed for it. We break down the gloriously lopsided Super Bowl, praise that epic halftime show, and unleash a few wildly inappropriate NSFW jokes. Tasteful? No. Funny? Absolutely.