We get another listener tribute from the mountains, with very high production values, and we receive a disgruntled communication from across the Atlantic - as Joe's lack of gratitude does not go unnoticed.

A gross ignorance of sheep is exposed, life in Siberia is compared to life in a haunted house, and Darren reveals a potentially controversial new character.

We find ourselves wandering through the world of mass hysteria and moral panics this week, from dancing plagues in medieval Europe, to meowing nuns, and on to satanic panics.

Joe proudly confesses to a low level, shameless scam, while Darren has been schmoozing at the top tiers of Irish sport and stands on the verge of having very high friends in high places.

Joe tells us, strangely for the first time, of how he once was babysitter for an Irish international footballer, and Darren reveals the death of one of his most beloved viral characters.

We pause for some time travelling this week, as one listener’s question offer options for leaping forward in time, where anything is possible, from witnessing the apocalypse to Joe scoring a tap in at an elite level of competition. Meanwhile, one listener drags us back into Stall It’s past.

There’s talk of iconic, and shite, landmarks. A very kind listener sends Joe a potential logo for his spice bag empire, and an encounter with some fans leads Darren to reveal his true identity.

Darren has a rant about chemists, reveals why he'd prefer to buy tampons than condoms and rebrands a common disease.

Joe has a run-in with the Gardaí at Dublin airport and accidentally almost gets himself a night in the locker. He also goes on a deep dive into a documentary he just watched featuring one of the most incompetent ship captains in modern history, hits us with a mind bending Abraham Lincoln fact and they all get into it about the Mummy who got a passport. You listen, you learn!

We’re thrown into the deep end with a question that offers a choice between penguin herding in the most inhospitable conditions, or a stint as an undercover duck.

Joe is asked for his most maverick marketing plans for the spice bag truck, and settles on a strategy that carries significant risk.

And when posed with the chance to become King of the Town (any town) we’re derailed by castle shopping.

Darren admits to a grave fear of moths and butterflies, which leads us to Joe making what might be the most stunning comment ever made on this podcast, Joe admits to a staggering ignorance of everyday local insects.

And we hear the fascinating story of Rasputin of the Bronx – an incredible Irishman in New York in the early twentieth century.

Darren realises his only nemesis is a man he once went belly to belly with, while Joe could put on an entire festival of enemies.

We accidentally wind down a strange road asking questions about human cannibalism, and find ourselves facing a deeply tricky moral conundrum.

Joe almost admits flying a plane is a skill, before rowing back on it, while Darren dreams of acquiring the skill of instant sleep.

Inspired by another of Joe's strange adventures, Darren takes us on a tour of his hometown this week. It's a day out with everything from famous flooring shops to abandoned airports and famous sausages on the itinerary.

Joe is left shocked after he meets people who don’t know Banksy, visits yet more tombs, and also proudly proclaims his powers as a prophet of minor public delinquency.

We give the floor to the listeners who have a bone to pick with Joe over his claims around archaeology, and that leads us on to picking which extinct animal to resurrect – if the option arises.

Is it weirder to want to marry Nala from the Lion King or Cat Dog? Darren and Joe debate as they look to answer one listeners question inspired by Joe's recent tale of discovering hentai via his mother's new T-shirt.

Another listener wants to know what mundane experience we will come to miss in the next ten years in the same way we miss renting a video from Xtra-vision - And of course, there's no end to Joe's suggestions as he predicts a world without cows where we all pay for goods via biometric eye scanners.

And forget about Charlestown Athletic - Darren's putting together a new team and it's animals only.

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Joe has been on an odyssey, travelling across Dublin in a day filled with ever more bizarre, curious and excruciating people, places and situations.

His day of adventure brought him from underwhelming escape rooms to midday strip clubs, and left him wondering what lay behind Dublin's closed doors.

He spent some time in the company a gang of urinal destroyers, more time being harassed by a flock of hyper-irritating TikTok clowns, and (strangest of all) being ambushed while kayaking down the Liffey, by a man who was definitely not a fan.

Meanwhile, Darren has been the victim of a drive-by-shouting.

The Dublin portal gets picked apart, as does the sub-genre of Hollywood superstar vanity projects.

And there’s plans afoot for a stage version of Joe’s food truck story, Spice Bag: The Musical.