Laura and Neil join the guys to talk about two cinematic masterpieces with Christmas themes. Unfortunately, they forgot to press record, so they re-did the show on these two movies instead.

Scrooged

John and Pat both mistakenly thought it was July, so they decided to do a show on Christmas songs. As always, their shame is a gift to you.

John & Pat keep it timely and topical by starting the month of December discussing two Thanksgiving movies.

Planes, Trains and Automobiles

John and Pat pick a vague subject and half-heartedly try to discuss it, but in the end they just wind up arguing over the merits of Wheat Thins. So it’s basically an episode of Dr. Oz, but with better medical information.

John & Pat discuss two years a decade apart that have mediocrity and forgettablity in common. Their discussion barely surpasses the quality of those years. Interested, yet?!

John & Pat take a hard look at the way media has dealt with gender issues over the decades and the ontological – no, sorry, I can’t even type this. They talk about sitcoms. Sitcoms and poop jokes. Just like every other episode.

Bosom Buddies

1 new Pat, 2 new Prince albums, all old jokes. If you never get tired of hearing white guys pontificate about funk and soul, this is the podcast for you.

Purple Rain

Vivian joins John and Pat for a review of the new Fall TV schedule, which, unlike everybody else who watched every single one of these shows, they were not paid for. So take a moment this morning to commemorate these brave heroes – and also take a moment to apply some deodorant, because you all stankin’.

Laura and Michael are back for the last of the Halloween episodes, this time comparing two movies that will only scare you if your biggest phobia is corny dialogue in black-and-white films. And if that is your biggest phobia, you’ve probably got a host of more serious mental problems you should look into first.

Freaks

Laura and Michael once again join the guys to discuss two lesser-known ’80s slasher movies guaranteed to fill you with horror. The fact that the horror comes exclusively from the acting and scripts is, as with most things in life, beside the point.

Sleepaway Camp