As if we didn't know, Dear Listener. This week, we cover Drunken Tacos (Bean Edition), Spurs recaps, Man's Work and all things for which we are grateful. Chiefly, the all new Doritos dusted menu at Taco Bell. (Don't knock it till you steal it.) Plus, Amy attends a dance recital (the HORRuhh), Missy witnesses a Foot Fungus performance artist, and we both question the ongoing stupidity of the human race.

It's Deer Season, Dear Listener, and love is in full bloom on Missy's lawn. Again. This week, we discuss new love, marital love, platonic love and of course, divorce. As you do.

Oh, Dear Listener, what's to be done... our fair friend Amy has done it again with mic problems, tardiness problems and worst of all, mental problems (but what's new, truly). We're coming to you just in time for Memorial Day with thoughts and stories to distract you, charm you and delight you on the road to an extra day off. Missy even regails us with a trip down Sweaty Gym Lane complete with those too small, prison-issued shorts. We couldn't be prouder to have inspired even more listener feedback this week, and to keep showing up for you in general. Promise to keep the good vibes coming.

LISTENER FEEDBACK ALERT! LISTENER FEEDBACK ALERT! We can hardly believe it but we received an actual letter from an advice-seeking human. (And our advice is cracker jack.) Kneading a little Mother's Day inspiration? Take a tip from Ethan, who conned Melissa into making not one, not two, but three kinky breads for him to take back to Pittsburgh, all on her special day. Then, we jump to the main event and discuss how it feels to live in your prime. Spoiler Alert: it hasn't even happened yet. All this plus senior recaps, Florida mishaps and an Amy quiz (oh dear). Love ya, mean it!

So we visited a sex hotel this week, Dear Listener, and Missy's not sure how to feel about it. Mainly because Amy both experienced Mean Weed and Frenched up on everyone with her secret linguistic prowess. There were sexy border agents, cannibus-fueled bullying and a special parade of Canada's finest pedopolice. It was a lot. But also, the best. Come along for the ride. We don't dissapoint.

Oh my gUUDness, Dear Listener, if you only knew. This week, we cover all the things "for which Missy is grateful," including the blessings of a good vibe, excellent planning skills and a deliciously robust birthing canal. Plus, basketball stadium hijinks, kiddies come home and the Sex Hotel: a Prologue.

Oh my terrible goodness, Dear Listener, the ladies are back at it again. This time, we skewer circuses, wedding crasher, dining on planes and (everyone's favorite!) suprise fecal showers. Can't make this shit up, friends. Literally. So once again, thank you for sharing a laugh or 10 with us. Unlike every person who wandered into the Poo Museum, we're so glad you're here.

Drunken Excellence, Sober Edition: Amy takes a test that involves focus and suprisingly aces it. "I fun fun!" Also on the docket: young adult debacuhery goes international, the endless joy of earning gold stars, Missy's delicate relationship with the illusion of control. Surprise!

Holy Saliva, Batman! It's a dental dayum this week, Dear Listener, as Amy gets the most thorough hygenic event evah. Missy embraces Majong. And we all join the hunt for protein that has overtaken the world. Confectionary Easter Tomb, anyone? Happy bunnies and locusts to those who celebrate. We love having you here.

It's an emotional Free For All at the Hot Box this week, Dear Listener, and Missy has lived to tell the tale. All that, plus the Delusional Lies Men Tell Themselves (Amy Edition) and Baby Waves Goodbye to her favorite Medium. Where else could you pack so much fun into a short one hour and one minutes?