Game 8

Way more Michael than you probably bargained for, but hey - we made it all the way to Game 8! Cause for celebration no? Also, no bumpers. Gotta fix that... new laptop, settings are screwed. Next time. You don't care.

Less 'us', more 'them' for a change... an even more breezier and casual conversation than the previous episode. Alex and co-host meander through the pop-culture maze of yesteryear and discuss the student debt crisis. We'll get dark and brooding again soon, I am sure, but until then? Enjoy this mid-day, water-cooler 'slice-of-life' glimpse at two assholes who no one should listen to. Ever.

The intrepid middle-aged boys saddle up and solve some motherfucking problems in this fantastic 'return to form' episode. Better levels, better content, better people - that's the Game 8 promise!

It's late night, or early morning, and the boys are dealing with a big problem. One or more of them have been drinking and ONE STILL IS WHILE RECORDING! Can you guess who?

Live sound drops! Gaming headset and mic! Superfluous background noise! Dodgy soundboard operation! It's all here! Also: feelings!

By way of 'Toy Story 4', a jar of pickles and losing your brakes, the boys hash-out some 'daddy issues' and work on jettisoning some guilt.

Episode Two of our triumphant return touches on alcoholism (again), racism and white privilege (again), emotional baggage (again) and the fine-line between self-help and self-aware self-loathing. Brought to you by parentheses and dashes.

Opening Day! Fresh start? New beginnings? Full of promise? Sure, why not? Meet us at the emotional baggage claim, we'll be wearing pink carnations.