Buckle the hell up, because in this episode, a familiar almost friend may have literally gone full Fast & Furious—except swap out Vin Diesel for a flaming hot mess in a Tesla that decided to take flight through a local neighborhood. The Kid and El Pres walk a tightrope of discretion while gleefully skirting the edges of full-blown exposé, breaking down a late-night fender bender involving a mystery drunk, scanner gossip, drone-stalker footage, and a Level 10 petty grudge that’s got receipts going back to episode ONE.

Also on the docket: fake texts from fake friends, the golden era of AOL, and why we’re all boomers now when it comes to falling for digital scams. Sprinkle in identity theft, FBI flashbacks, a cousin who got her whole life hacked, and one dude who cooked himself in a tanning bed like he was prepping for Spring Break ’99. Just when you think it’s peaked, we pivot to a sugar baby masterclass featuring action figures, Gucci, and milked sugar daddy wallets.

Basically, it’s a 3 a.m. group chat—but out loud, with receipts, drone cams, and barely concealed rage. And yes, The Kid almost named names. Almost.

Listen in. Go Deep! Ya stupid fucks.