Jits & Tits

 On this episode of Jits and Tits, Nick’s inflatable beach couch becomes the star of the sand, proof that you don’t need game when you’ve got air-powered luxury. Remy takes us on another fishing trip where even seasoned pros get humbled, and we dive into a heated debate: what do you do when someone snatches your brownie right in front of your face? Respect goes out the window, hands might fly. Lounge deep, fish hard, and guard your snacks—this one’s a ride. 

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 This week on Jits and Tits, the crew dives into cold vs. room temp fruit—because apparently, it aint the same. If its short its short, Remy fishes a fair one, and we draft our top beach games like it’s life or death. Toss in a few questionable takes, off-topic detours, and  and you’ve got yourself another certified banger. 

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 This week on Jits and Tits, the boys dive deep into the truly heroic tale of our bus boy, who stacked a skyscraper of plates just to avoid a second trip—efficiency or insanity? We recap our epic bike ride, plus the chaos of Alive After Five, complete with rooftop snipers and rogue saxophones. Also, a PSA for all the ladies: keep your husbands away from the bridal party—seriously, that’s for the birds. There’s plenty more nonsense where that came from, including bad decisions, good laughs, and even worse advice.  

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In this episode of Jits and Tits, we reflect on what it really means to be a father. We also dive into one of life's great contemplations, have you ever just.... faced the wall while backing the Buick out of the garage. Plus, we relived Devan's epic win last night that bumped him up to a clean 4-0! As always, chaos, wisdom, and plenty of nonsense.

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 On this episode of Jits and Tits, we find out that Terry and Remy aren’t exactly thrill seekers when it comes to rollercoasters. We also lay down an important PSA: if you're out on your boat, please—please—don't be tanning your butthole. Terry shares the wild tale of how his car got held hostage by his mechanic (yes, really)  and whatever else our ADHD brains cooked up. Buckle up... unless you're Terry. 

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 On this episode of Jits and Tits Podcast, Nick’s chewing gets called out (Lisa’s not wrong), we debate what counts as a proper baker’s dozen of bagels, and question anyone who isn’t tight with their local 7-Eleven guy. 

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 The Jits and Tits squad is back at full strength, and we’re asking the hard-hitting question, why it’s ok for dogs to piss in the yard, but when we do it, suddenly it’s a problem. Terry G gives us the lowdown on his triumphant (and slightly confusing) second trip to Restaurant Depot, we chop it up about action sports, and cover all the usual nonsense you didn’t know you needed. 

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On this episode of Jits and Tits the guys salute all the moms for Mother's Day,  roast human trash cans who toss garbage out car windows, and break down why making AI nudes of your teammates is not a hustle play. 

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This week, we are joined by our homie and local gym owner from Transcend Grappling Academy, Eddie Gomez. We roasted last week’s recording failure (RIP to that audio), debated whether 100 men could take down a gorilla (they can't), and made it clear: if you own a reptile, you should be on some kind of government watch list. Expect zero structure and some mild-to-severe slander

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In this episode of Jits and Tits, we uncover the real truth about adulthood: Easter egg hunts are way better when you're the one hiding the candy (and occasionally keeping it for yourself). Terry G walks us down memory lane to the moment he got fired as an altar server—yes, apparently that’s a thing. We also dive into one of life’s greatest horrors: clogging someone else’s toilet and trying to maintain your dignity afterward. It's a chaotic mix of holy scandals, holiday dominance, and gastrointestinal trauma. Pull up a seat, grab a Cadbury egg, and get ready for the kind of conversations you can’t have at the dinner table.

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