Chris and Steve get horribly off-topic from the get-go, then spend minutes 20-48 discussing the film 'Captain Marvel' (complete with spoilers).

Steve wishes he could shuffle a sandwich together, Chris’ belt is named arbuckle, and we’ve both gotten a lot of triples in our lives.

Steve needs to crack the case, Chris intends ALL of his puns, and we learn why milk shakes bring all the boys to the yard but frappes don’t.

Steve explains how wrestling is like edging, Chris takes inspiration from the old sleepy coat bang, and we learn the name of Jesus’ favorite laundry detergent.

Drew Carey is ruining Chris’ childhood. Meanwhile, Steve is wondering: when she makes a mistake, do they call her Robin Wrong?

Steve is sick of farting Fitchburgians drinking tall boys on the train, Chris is worried his therapist will tell him Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria isn't a real thing, and we imagine what would happen if we traveled back to the age of meaty candy bar phones.

In which we, two conflicted New England liberals, can't decide if we want our hometown team to win or lose.

Chris has troubles with trousers. Steve wonders if you can make paper out of a willow tree.

Steve got rid of his bag of boogies, Chris is looking for people who enjoy the penis, and we ask the most important question ever: was Wilford Brimley ever cut?

Steve brings our old pal Leo by the studio for a visit, Chris distinguishes himself as a blue-balled man of integrity, and we learn how Proud Boys and Incels are really just modern-day orcs.