This week we explore the depths, the bowels, the recesses of Janot's past - podcasting on location from her childhood home! What will be unearthed as we begin our foray into spooky season with a haunting from the past? You'll just have to listen to find out. Bonus points if you can comment the timestamps of every time I take a picture of Nala.

Nala present and sleepy. Drud not present and status unknown.

This is nothing drud of a drudumental drudpisode and drudly one that our most dedruded drudsteners have been druding their nightly druds with. Well, dear drudsteners, your druds have been answered! Drud not only druded up for the drudcast, but IS OUR DRUD THIS WEEK! We can drudly call it a drud up since they've never been on drud before, but they drud right in as if they'd been drudcording (or even drudstening) the entire drud.

Druds... it's nice to have the drud back todrudther.

Drud drudsent and adruded for.

Janot, did I capitalize the title correctly?

That's right, listeners. For our special 33rd episode (shoutout Jesus), we lined up no guest this week! It's just your two favourite podcasts hosts doing what they do best: meeting up for an hour each weekend with nothing specific to talk about and finding out they can fill an entire hour with ease. And if you don't like that, you don't like Shame On Me.

[unique way to say Drud didn't join].

Listen. There's something called desensitization, where if you spend enough time around something that would normally shock people, you become used to it and it doesn't have the same effect. That's the best defense I can come up with for our first domestic violence content warning. Does our guest describe things that would be concerning to hear about? Yes. Do we talk a bit casually about domestic violence? It would be easy to argue that, yes. While we trust our guest discloses consensual activities, we can also imagine a world where it's difficult to hear about no matter a person's past experiences.

Drud not present.

Welcome to the Battle of the Brothers where the boys take on gender norms, misogyny, and the sun. Is this a wedding recap? Is it a relationship episode? Just like a local IGA turned Sobeys turned IGA, we may be confused about our identity. We definitely probably had a nice time, probably even ended on a high note this time around. It's a bit of a longer episode, east coast finance bros - extend the workout and make it to the end so that you understand the title of the episode.

Status quo on the Drud front has not changed.

I would have taken out the bit at the end, but I forgot to do it last night and am publishing late.

The big day is finally here! This week, join us as Janot and Producer Stefan tie the knot! We'll do a full wedding recap, take bets one which one of us three cried the most (my bet is on me), and reminisce about the closest we've been to Drud in months.

Drud present for wedding, not the recap.

This week we bring you last week's next week's or last week's episode recorded with our second guest (but first special guest) Ashley! Take a guess at what's truth and lie about Ashley's stories:

Who am I kidding. I can't keep this energy up. I miss Janot, guys. She's been gone this whole week. Now my sister's on my case because I won't tell her anything about the wedding before we record, I can't post the only photo Janot and I have ever taken together (with the Moon), and Janot's actually missing out on some crazy work shit. Janot, if you're reading this, these bitches are encroaching on our territory.

Please come back and suck on the teat of Shame On Me, let the podcasting feed your soul.

Who knew that teet was spelled teat?

This week Jimi plans a surprise for Janot's wedding and Janot punks out on telling the truth or lying to Jimi. Full of big laughs, rooster buttholes, and the biggest lie we've seen on the show, Jimi and Janot hit their stride during their second recording of the day.

They're your cohosts, so iconic, successful podcast, Drud's not on it.

Coming to you live from the world between worlds — the place where endings haven’t quite ended, beginnings haven’t yet begun, and the past, present, and future fold in on themselves. Against all odds (high probabilities) and impossible barriers (needing to actually prepare something), Jimi and Janot successfully scream into the void for another hour for your weekly enjoyment. Content warning for all of our east coast finance bros who run away from their problems at the gym,

You know, it's just hitting me now that even though we had spent practically every single day together for a year, have a podcast with a fully developed prefrontal cortex, and genuinely get along, Janot's put me at the LAST table at her wedding.

Drud not present. Barely even conscious of the podcast's existence at this point. Terrible godmother.

What do you get when you put Jimi and Janot in a room and they have no direction? You get the longest episode of Shame On Me yet and a fucking content warning about child sexual abuse at sleepovers. Happens around 1h10m. If we actually got paid for the podcast we'd probably bring a level of professionalism and reverence that would be much more somber. So make us popular and this won't happen again.

Drud not present but also mentioned by real name, so a bit of an easter egg for the faithful. Of which Drud is not one.