Day-Off Guilt, Casual anti-calvinism, Wiis and CBs, Accent mirroring, boxing workouts are the best

Upcoming Gut Check Corporate Retreat, New Years Eve Party expectations, murder-based putzing around, We hope Ted and Carl Trueman are hunted for sport, F1 is Money Ball, Ted is somehow bored by both Wake Up Dead Man and Mister Selfridge, A missed Leary opportunity

Zach's an old slugger and also is Clark Griswold; this episode was obviously recorded two months ago; Special requests at restaurants; Smugness-driven goals; Energy drink review: JOLT FREAKING COLA; Reclaiming feminine mystery

New Podcast Studio, crossing and recrossing our social-battery legs while our knees are touching (so-to-speak), hate-eating McDonalds, busyness fetish and Type-A Girl Culture, arena rock as slouchy folk songs.

Ted walks away in silent. Angry. Shame. What if The Bear re-made Judgement [SIC] Night? Plugging Leary into the right roles... Gut Check Publishers swag; Who could have replaced Ted on the Rant? | To order your officially-licensed Gut Check Publishers team hat, PayPal $15 to [email protected]

This week: Cameron Crowe was sadder than expected; additional celebrity Jews; Is it harder to inspire us now? We're overdue for a gritty Charades movie; rando RoboCop talk.

This week: Old guys and nose-whistle; ChatGPT is the worst Gen-Z friend imaginable; A Die Hard Theme Park; Can Dick make a comeback?

This week: Ted takes on a fatherly tone (and will always be sick), KK does zombie stuff, a slinky Energy Drink review: Odyssey 222, inscrutable upcoming travel, a weekend with nothing to do, a distinct lack of funny/fun archetypes

This week: Ted and Zach don't talk about Jimmy Kimmel (and it's not already an outdated conversation they don't have). Ted got hit on by a pharmacist who was a dude. Dads doing work. Dormfluencers actually exist. Helicopter tight ropes. Bicycle freedom.

On this episode of our '90s movie rehash podcast: Squirrel-talk; We've lost the ability to be ironically deep; Ethan Hawke should play a content person (would be hilarious); Tom Cruise should go back to playing humans.