Man on a Hill

Riley’s sick, Ty didn’t show, so Mike did an hour solo. One man, a beer, a Red Bull, and a list.

The centerpiece is a neighborhood dog feud involving a mutt named Billy, a confrontation with a sweet old lady, and one man quietly rebuilding his family’s good name on the street afterward.

Also: scraping roach-filled sludge out of gutters by hand on a steep roof while hungover, a full business plan to save Checkers from bankruptcy, and a concert hack that genuinely works — walk up to the bathroom line and ask “piss or shit.”

Plus dressing as Slim Shady and having nobody under 45 understand it, fighting robots, Haywire shutting down Times Square, kids in Dubai fighting over the check, and McDonald’s quietly abandoning Grimace’s birthday.

Voicemails: a better format for the Bijan tackling challenge, and a Gators fan asking when a rebuild becomes a historical preservation project.

Brought to you by Williamson Brothers Barbecue. Two restaurants in Marietta and Canton. Publix or WilliamsonBrosBarbecue.com.

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Brought to you by Williamson Brothers Barbecue. Atlanta family recipe since 1990, two restaurants in Marietta and Canton. Marinate, baste, dip. Publix or WilliamsonBrosBarbecue.com.

Hunt is back, and most of this episode is planning a birthday party that might have nobody at it. It’s a blue party: every guest in blue, blue lights, blue food. There’s a flyer. There’s a guest list filling up with the word “maybe,” which is how we learned that throwing your own birthday party is a humiliation ritual.

So we started hiring talent. Twenty magicians have cold called. One breathes fire. A Michael Jackson impersonator wants $550 for five songs and sent a three-part message about the wear and tear on his vehicles.

Also: Horse Girl at the Eastern, a near-ejection from a Sturgill show by an usher named Tiny Tim, the moon landing relitigated via the Van Allen belt, a chainsaw phobia that ended in a faceplant, a corn maze where a scare actor got bulldozed, Booger Hill, FDR’s polio springs, Panda Express with chopsticks while driving, and whether salt counts as a seasoning.

Hillbillies, biggest week yet. Keep sharing them.

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Brought to you by Williamson Brothers Barbecue. Atlanta family recipe since 1990, two restaurants in Marietta and Canton. Marinate, baste, dip. Publix or WilliamsonBrosBarbecue.com.

BYU is the most fun team in college football. Bear Bachmeier is the Mormon Tim Tebow, he caught his own touchdown on a trick play, and he explained afterward that Notre Dame disrespected his family on a recruiting visit years ago. The fanbase is entirely sober, so when they beat you they congratulate you on how much you clearly practiced.

Also: the Elizabeth Holmes documentary, which one of us saw alone and then stayed up reading about for an hour. Nathan Fielder lived with her for the 34 days before prison. Three hours of her face on a theater screen while you try to decide if she believes herself.

Plus a drunk haircut where the barber could only say “crazy,” a seat dispute at a concert resolved through sustained crop dusting, a tailgate neighbor playing seven minute injury lawyer ads between songs, Burt’s Pumpkin Farm being the best day of October, Babyland General Hospital being a real place, the Falcons signing Andy Dalton, and a firm stance on backing into parking spots.

Hillbillies, if you watch and don’t subscribe, this is the week.

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Brought to you by Williamson Brothers Barbecue. Atlanta family recipe since 1990, two restaurants in Marietta and Canton. Marinate, baste, dip. Publix or WilliamsonBrosBarbecue.com.

FEMA has a real metric for measuring how bad a disaster is: how many Waffle Houses closed. Green is full menu, yellow is limited, red means the storm won. We lived it this weekend, including a thirty dollar Chick-fil-A run through downed trees.

One of us is back from Cabo, which began with an airport bathroom emergency that ended at a 24-hour laundromat charging five dollars for entry. Then a golf round with an unexpected opponent, safari salesmen quoting a Tanzania package with a free baboon, taking over the pool speaker, a wedding speech that became a Lil Wayne performance, and a drunk passenger pulled off the flight home.

Also: the sick day regimen of extra flamin’ hot Cheetos and Diet Coke, Midsommar being bad three times over, Kelly Clarkson versus a Brooklyn shop over a $15,000 mechanical bird, the Falcons collapsing against the Ravens, stuffed breakfast donuts, and whether fish drink water.

Plus the hill of the week: pancakes for the table is a selfish move. Real eaters want their own stack.

Live from the Falcons tailgate this Sunday. Come find us.

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We're back from Chicago. At a dive bar that opens at 7am we met a 60 something-year-old man named Jeff who bought us a beer every time we played a song he liked, refused to tell us his age and showed us his bald head instead, and gave us the phrase "hippity dippity groovy cool."

Also: a sweat lodge with a ten-foot cold plunge, pierogies and chess over vodka, a wallet lost in an Uber and recovered, an architecture cruise where the guide said "balconization" forty-five times, four miles on scooters that left one man behind, batting cages in a bar, and a karaoke performance that got handshakes.

Plus a Tony Hawk sighting nobody believes, the Falcons being declared the best team of all time by one host, a Survivor plan that collapsed because a man didn't know you can't vote for yourself, towel hygiene, apple cores, Bigfoot, Santa pictures, and an open invitation to any Georgia politician who wants to come on.

Hillbillies, hippity dippity groovy cool.

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Man on a Hill is now brought to you by Williamson Brothers Barbecue. Thirty-five years, two restaurants in Marietta and Canton, and a sauce that works as a marinade, a baste, and a dip. Find it at Walmart, Kroger, Sprouts, and Whole Foods, or order online.

Tythil's back from Germany, where he drank for a week, stayed up until four every night, and still can't confirm whether he drove on the Autobahn. We got the influencer treatment at a United game, oysters and Hennessy in a suite, and one of us haggled a Mercedes rep down five dollars on a hat he didn't want.

Then the question that took ten minutes: you're at hibachi, you ordered steak, the chef flings shrimp into your mouth, and the check says shrimp meal. Do you pay?

Also: the Falcons looked like a real team and somebody has to eat their words, a dyed mustache nobody noticed, a Waffle House check that went in the dish pit and came back out on the waffle iron, the Chicago sweat lodge, Survivor's permanent uncertainty era, four years of unaired audition tapes, and Jameis Winston on the power of fifty-three crab legs.

Hillbillies, we're twenty-four deep and we have a sponsor.

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Friend of the Hill, Hunter shows up while Tythil is on a top secret mission.

Hunter brings the stories: fifteen years of fantasy football and no championships while his little brother won two in four years, a first week of college that ended with rumors he died in a ditch and four trips to the Georgia Dome.

The Falcons get a full therapy session. Cooper Rush, three missed field goals in two games, Jack Strand set up to fail, and Hunter's case for why the rebuild means this season doesn't matter. We predict every remaining game.

Plus: Mike in a Turnstile pit, dislocated his thumb, and healed it with YouTube frequencies before driving five hours to a wedding on no sleep. Oysters, breakfast cake, cologne compliments, the China Mall night market, and voicemails including Alex Jones explaining that Tua is a lizard person.

Hillbillies, welcome to the walled garden.

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One of us fully believes he could tackle an NFL running back. Ten by ten yards, no blockers, one whistle. He's got a game plan involving belt buckles and chopping his feet. The rest of us think he doesn't touch Bijan once in a hundred tries. There's now a progression, and it's getting filmed.

Also: the Falcons go on trial with four quarterbacks, three of them hurt, and a plea to Arthur Blank to sign Cam Newton. We cold-call two friends and ambush them about their teams losing. A Buckeye fan claims Michigan's record is a dyslexia issue. A Georgia Tech fan at 0-2 blames the refs and promises ten and two.

Plus: a $225 tuxedo that ripped in the crotch, a guy with two real Rolexes policing a fake one, how long a glass of water is safe to drink, Costco's return policy as a pawn shop, Pollo Campero over Popeyes, dressing like Al Capone in Chicago, messing with campaign callers, lemon pepper wing cologne, and an app that won't let Georgia Southern grads join.

Hillbillies, we're 22 deep.

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We recorded this hungover, sick, and on four hours of sleep. One of us threw up before we started. Five days of summer camp will do that: Georgia Tech vs Colorado, Dragon Con, a Star Wars rave, and pranks that escalated to salted water bottles and chicken alarm clocks.

Through the middle of it walks Deep Skeet Keeth. Eight hours late in a truck that kept dying on 285. Straight to the porch, three blunts before he comes inside. Makes us walk the entire convention center to change the unreadable print on his badge to "Sir Deep Skeet." Orders an Arnold Palmer at an authentic Chinese restaurant. Negotiates with a lightsaber vendor for two hours, buys the mystery box, pulls the nicest saber in the building. Darth Skeetious was born and we would have had it any other way.

Also: Colorado went 1-0 against Georgia Tech, 22 hot sauces in a row, a Teletubby costume abandoned under a bathroom sink, a duel with a Jedi who wasn't ready, Playboi Carti not seeing the sun for two years, Billy Strings, catfish bait made from Red Bull and jello mix, the Falcon Farmer, and a couple praying in a strip club parking lot.

Plus one of us played high school football with the guy currently on the front page of Complex for faking an NFL career.

Hillbillies, we suffered for this one.

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A guy in a Cadillac was blasting a song outside a flea market in Macon. Mike heard one lyric, looked it up, and found Butterknife Shawty: a black cowboy out of Atlanta who smokes ribs, sells barbecue plates, goes to Mike's gym, and makes music that sounds like Charlie Wilson and Morgan Wallen in the same room. All his videos are AI so people think he's AI. He isn't. We called it first.

Also: Bonnaroo gets cancelled and we go deep on how a festival dies, including the 2014 lineup where Sam Smith opened for Danny Brown and one of us slept next to a trash can to conserve energy for Frank Ocean. Plus Smiley's Flea Market, the Mexican circus, the night that ended with gum in somebody's hair, Nutella as a health food, a donut running challenge abandoned in real time, Waffle House challenge coins, and whether Diet Coke belongs in a can or over ice.

Voicemails go nuclear. Hunter buys a Cameo from Jesus to insult a man named John and his corgi. John comes back with fifteen years of fantasy football receipts.

Twenty episodes in. Hillbillies, we're not stopping.

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