This week, the guys decided to fly without a parachute, tossing aside the outline for a lighthearted discussion of how we bludgeoned our friends with BB guns, logs, rocks, open-field tackles, and homemade zip lines. Also, they realize Craig is making his iPhone dumber, Criss Angel has no place at the NFL Draft, and Brach's shouldn't be making taco-flavored jelly beans. 

Dave is missing! But if you have an aerial view of Rhode Island, it won't take long to find him happily marinating in tainted chlorine. While he was "bonding with his kids" from the comforts of his new hot tub, Brad, Matt and Craig soldiered on, discussing things like Portuguese stone masonry, overpriced comedy, random drug testing, and synthetic fetish pee. 

Yeah, we may all need a chlorine bath after this one...

For years, the guys have made bathroom humor a part of the show. But they've always tried to be better. This week, they stopped trying. Once again, when they thought the tape stopped rolling, the guys had a side conversation about the worst parts of poop. And it turned out WAY better than what they had planned in the first place. So, lower your expectations, ease into it, and answer nature's call. 

This week, the guys go back to the skull. And it unearthed some stories they may not have been ready to handle. Weird sex, moist jousting, doggy diazepam, and -- ahem -- "questionable" roommates, it's all in the agenda. (Hint: The name of the episode has to do with 3 of the 4 things mentioned above.)

Bold claim -- this is the funniest episode the guys have done in months. From Bruce Willis to Chris Rock to "Everest" to a litany of "what if?" scenarios, nothing is off the table this time around. And to top it off, Dave is now known as "Blachem." So call him that whenever you can. 

One week after an episode that's better left in the rear view, the guys look back at events that probably should have come with apologies. Then, a full 48 hours before Will Smith couldn't handle Chris Rock, they revisited one of their favorite topics -- the self-appointed joke police. 

(The alopecia discussion will come soon... that's a promise.)

For nearly five years, the guys of NTS have claimed "nothing is off limits." And they've occasionally danced around touchy subjects in the name of humor. But this week, they may have finally crossed those lines. In fact, the conversation got so dark, that they had to skip all of the other topics they had planned. It's a short episode, and when you hear the last 20 minutes, you'll know why. 

The guys close out their episode takeovers with Dave... the show's classiest act. He may not be a felon, or a good husband, or even a passable mammal. But that still puts him light years ahead of the other three. So, for his episode, the guys honor his wishes and get into some introspection and self-awareness. If that's not your thing there's also penis jokes and bad friendship. 

It's the third week of our episode takeovers, and it's Brad's turn to control the narrative. Except that this is Needless to Say, so the other guys talk a lot more than the man of the hour. Still, they all manage to share their thoughts  on listener emails, "what if?" scenarios, porn, and memory foam road hazards. 

Fans of the show's newest member, buckle up, because this week is Matt's turn to run NTS. Which means, in addition to spewing his own bile, Dave rages about dishes, Craig rages about his failing health, while Brad ragingly steals a Jeff Foxworthy joke AND exacts wet vengeance on the soundboard. Because you can't bottle up pure rage, they guys spend nearly 2.5 hours placating Matt's every whim. Long Islanders will love it, and you might, too.