Vajanuary is closing up and we made it y'all! We made sure to put our wigs on BEFORE we enter the bank because THAT'S THE PROCEDURE!

Tune in for condescending dick, an unsuccessful crackhead, a non-English Nigel, Godfather cosplay and the oiliest sex scene featuring En Vogue! Celebrate Queen Latifah's strong wrists and SAGless Ursula in Fredericks of Hollywood and finally, share the tears we turd as we say tah-tah to TT.

We're doing it to the left and the right, we're ready to Set It Off , this time on Doom Generation.

Wheeeeeeeeeee! Start up the Thunderbird and crank up the Ballad of Lucy Jordan because we're driving off into the desert on an adventure with two best friends who find themselves in a heap of trouble. This week we discuss putting 1-800-COLLECT out of business, red bad, blue good, getting away with it if only we could read a map, hot boxing a cop, crop dusting an empty home, Dylan McDermott Mulroney (both sides!) and GATTACAAAAA! Let's go to Mexico it's Thelma & Louise, this time on Doom Generation - wanted in two states!

We're at the mons of Vajanuary so join us as the Doom Crew learns to swim, a catholic Tina Belcher, fart chemical science, Cleo-spatula, Bob Hoskins succeeding where Jack Nicholson failed and oops, a broken hymen. Still saving ourselves for Jake Ryan even though he's a bus driving pederast because a real woman is never too old! Don't take your wig and go home, tune into Mermaids, it's there in his kiss on Doom Generation!

Up next we're headed to a small town to meet three magical women and a horny lil' devil with a teeny lil' ponytail. We're dealing with snowy egrets, boobie dolls, dis-GUS-ting mouth stuff, and so much Gonzo dick and yet no dick at all.

Divorce, desertion or death, don't break a bone and go insane it's a time where maybe we should have read the book even though we could have written it, a movie that made us avoid cherries for 35 years, fall in love with The Witches of Eastwick, this time on Doom Generation.

It's Vajanuary and it feels soooo GOOD! We're heading into a one stunt town with the Pretty Women of the Old West. We got a Roach Ranch, a Colonelin', a pie that's just gotta be had, lesbians? NOPE and we're bringing it all back to the homestead on Mary Stuart Masterson's big juicy ass! Come into our inside outside room, it's Bad Girls on this episode of Doom Generation.

It's time for 2025 to SKEE-daddle so we're wrapping up Dudecember with the duderest movie of all time. We're doing the wagon trail watusi that's got our ovaries janglin' just as much as these spurs with a wig named Mr Fabian, some Jack on Jack action, the cleanest cowboy teeth of all time, werkin' merkins and dewy men that prove if the mustache is right, we'll take that ride! This isn't a nudie program, hide out on Toughnut with Tombstone - now playing on Doom Generation!

Tis the season and the smell of consumerism is in the air! We're headed to a mall with at least two levels to feast on a first floor food court and relax our eyes just enough to see the magic sail boat and maybe get some sage advice from Stan Lee. Would you like a chocolate covered pretzel? It's Mallrats, this week on Doom Generation!

This week we have fake badges and a briefcase full of blank papers as we take you to a time where all you needed was a can of Aquanet, a frosted lip and a FRENCH CUUUUT bikini to make it work. It's not soft corn porno, but these are the breasts of 40-something year old women. Pinch that nussy skin because we're feeling big, bad and stupid lookin' - it's giving just the facts ma'am, Dragnet - this time on Doom Generation.

It's a new month and it's time for the dudes to dude down for Dudecember! We start off with a Dudeist prayer while Kim threatens violence, we see Madonna's first baby daddy (probably) and a possible dry ferret attack. Nicole tells a story about a boy named Sasha who dodged a bullet (reach out!), Tessa tells a story about trying to keep it together in a mortuary and a doc that jorks yer peanitz because he's THURRUH. Make way for The Big Lebowski now playing on Doom Generation!

This week we long for a life in miniature while remembering cartoon comedian children, maximum RV capacity, lung mud, light helmet (not Dark Helmet), improper mop usage and wondering *hits blunt*, "What's that like for the lawn?" So bust out your basebat and get yer oatmeal creme pie on because Honey, I Shrunk The Kids!