We talk aimlessly about Jacy’s wonderful Memorial Day with his sister’s boyfriend, getting mistaken for an older gentleman and a rabbi, Greyson’s surefire plan to find his future lover, and whatever else.

We talk aimlessly about the monumental weekend that was Steven’s graduation, updates to the gradudation dinner debacle, Jacy’s mom’s attempts to destroy his hair and make him disgusting and bald, and whatever else.

We talk aimlessly about how Greyson betrayed Jacy’ with his fundamental lack of pretzel knowledge, the relationship status of Jacy’s newphew, a very carefully worded retelling of Alohi’s graduation weekend, and whatever else. Also WHY aren’t we invited to Steven’s graduation dinner.

We talk aimlessly about the humble home studio being overrun by fruit flies, imminent graduation ceremonies, hypothetically being roomates with dear sweet Steven, and whatever else.

We talk aimlessly about Jacy’s pretty little waist, plans for the future tattoo/coffee shop involving OJ Simpson, a Ford Bronco, and Jon Travolta, plus romantic and traumatic experiences from elementary school, and whatever else.

We talk aimlessly about Jacy’s brand new medicine (hydrocortisone, of course), deeply rooted shame that pops up when watching true crime and reality TV, the really eventful Roblox laundry stream, and whatever else.

We talk aimlessly about the massive success of the WWECOLAPUNK action figure review YouTube channel, a cheeto man and a vest man ride a bus together, Greyson’s crippling headache as he dips his toes into psychosis, and whatever else.

We talk aimlessly about the recent escapades of the Dalai Lama, the ins and outs of prolonged grief disorder, heated discourse surrounding the state of the grey_the_grey Twitch channel, and whatever else.

We talk aimlessly about who the higher ups at the podcast might decide to replace us with, why we cannot say that things “rock,” the LORE surrounding Snoop Dogg’s big win at Wrestlemania, and whatever else.

We talk aimlessly about the why we do NOT need to distinguish between the outer-layers of clothing, the four types of toxic friends, Jenny’s advice for maybe getting on Metformin, and whatever else.