A US junior senator leaves his own state for vacation in the middle of a crisis and I toss some money into a bitcoin etf hoping for the best.

Some huge updates on Gorilla Glue Girl, who apparently now has a manager- which reminds us of the infamous Walmart Yodel Kid who I bought a ticket to watch perform.

I recall the slick demos that caused me to impulse buy a $500 blender, while wishing I had a towel absorbent enough to soak up 4L of diet coke.

We listen to some incredible freestyle from Smokepurpp and talk about how these kids nowadays will never know.

I get sent into a rage remembering the one time a lady tried to use a $50 bill at 7/11, we also try to find the perfect guy for all the female listeners.

I reveal the secret of life and motto for the cult, our first mission is to #freebritney and get Pluto's planet status back.

I get a wild hair up my butt and we listen to the wise words of the genius of our generation.

We discuss the additional cult rules and recap the ongoing gorrilla glue crisis.

I remember that I am going to start a cult, the rules are simple and the fashion will be on "fleek".

My near miss with a coyote reminds me the scariest animals are the ones who don't run away.