We talk about many things we men do that can lead us to the sensual arts.

Buckle up for this wild ride through the double-sided dragon underground empire of none other than Sister Huang — part sensual entrepreneur, part production powerhouse, part criminal mastermind. We unpack her unorthodox content strategy, debate whether Netflix already has a docuseries in the works, and throw shade at just how freaky China can really get.

Then we cool it down with a casual roast session on headbands, receding hairlines, and the true power of douchey fashion decisions. Oh, and in case you missed it: Spanish royalty drama? Covered. British monarchy longevity? Still undefeated. We break down the royal hotness that is Princess Leonor—19, regal, and apparently military-ready (yes, Spain still does that). Then we take a hard left turn into movie theater economics and explain how $26 can buy you not just popcorn and a flick, but possibly a whole OnlyFans starter kit if you play your cards (and couch) right.

We get real about superhero movie fatigue, hype up a few indie films, and recommend Munich for your next "I want to feel smart but still entertained" night in. To top it off, we cover true crime with a cruise ship disappearance that will make you never let your kids leave the house again. Come for the comedy, stay for the trauma. Or vice versa.

In this spicy lil’ episode of The Broskiedoodles, we dive headfirst into the plague of the internet: recycled content. Yep, we’re talking about those lazy reaction videos that have flooded YouTube and TikTok like a backed-up toilet. Are they content creators or content parasites? You decide. We also break down the difference between actually helpful reviews vs. people who just nod and say “that’s fire” every 2 seconds. We also talk about audiobooks, Blink-182 memoirs, and why we might just cry our way through a Backstreet Boys concert at the Sphere while tripping on portobello mushrooms.

Then we spiral into nostalgia with stories of amphitheater concerts, lawn seats, and folding chairs with the holy trinity: cupholder, recline, and back support (take notes, picnic planners). Tune in, zone out, and maybe pack a picnic chair—just bring your own back support.

In this spicy episode, we dive into Kiko's experience with a police dog entering a Music Festival. We talk modern-day festival scams — yes, we’re looking at you, wristband-diamond-payment-scheme. We roast the absurdity of paying $15 for chips in Punta Cana (not even truffle-flavored), and talk about the real cost of being a tourist when everyone thinks you're Michael from Ohio. We complain (like good old millennials) about tipping madness in the US, where 20% is the new "broke-boy energy", and recount personal tales of overpriced hats and the Caribbean work ethics, aka 2 dudes working while 10 supervise.

We also talk about fertility checks, sperm bank dreams, and the emotional rollercoaster of being told you might have weak swimmers... only to find out you're a full-blown DILF in the making. We also get into the health scare trenches: blood pressure meds, avoiding heart explosions, and how avocados might just be your best friends if you want to see 80. Plus, some motivational gems about how to live like a boss at 87 — rum in hand, Cuban pastry in the other, and still flirting with grocery store ladies.

In this very hands-on episode, your boys Kiko Flow and Chef Maurice dive deep into the world of chiropractic wizardry — where Nordic giants named Jan manhandle your spine into oblivion and you pay for the privilege. We talk about Maurice’s passionate (possibly romantic?) weekly encounters with his chiropractor, the shady-sounding “tension gun” used to rearrange his ribs, and why subscription models have even infiltrated bone cracking. Plus, we try to figure out what Pilates is (spoiler: we still don’t know), explore the dark alleyways of pirated podcasting on LimeWire, and discover that boiled chicken is the final form of digestive healing.

We also break down the very real struggles of starting something new — be it a gym class or a job — and how much it sucks to suck… at first. Then we shift gears into spicier territory: baseball players getting caught throwing very convenient wild pitches and the weird prop bets that could ruin the game for everyone. From baseball players possibly throwing pitches for a quick payday, to betting on the color of Gatorade at the Super Bowl — we’re talking about everything that makes modern sports feel like a casino. Should you trust people who sell picks online? Absolutely not. But should you laugh with us as we unpack the circus that sports has become? Definitely yes. If you’re into pain, wellness, and wildly inappropriate metaphors, this one’s for you.

In this spicy episode of Broskiedoodles, we dive headfirst into the uncanny valley of AI-generated bands—yes, The Velvet Sundown is apparently topping charts with absolutely zero human soul (and probably a sketchy digital footprint). We debate whether this AI music wave is genius or just audio catfishing. We get real about American vs. European coffee, why your colon might hate both, and how hot dogs—yes, HOT DOGS—might be the world’s most misunderstood delicacy. We mourn the fall of Quiznos like it’s a lost love and make a heartfelt (and slightly horny) case for Arby’s comeback. We drag overrated coffee joints and overpriced “gourmet” burritos, and yes—we question whether Subway’s meatball sub ever really spoke to us. There’s also a minor investigation into whether energy drinks are slowly murdering people... and why Red Bull technically doesn't give you wings (spoiler: someone sued them for that). Come hungry and stay petty.

In this episode, we serve you a hot plate of controversial opinions, mildly researched facts, and top-tier whining. Kiko confesses he thinks travel is overrated (yes, he said it), while Chef Maurice tries to remind him that making memories with your kid is what it's really about. We debate if lab-grown meat is the next culinary revolution or just silicone steak made by science bros in hazmat suits.

We dive deep into the messed-up state of modern medicine (hint: it’s great at patching you up after the disaster), why your high school history book might as well have been fan fiction, and how A.I. is both a genius assistant and a creativity killer (depending on how lazy you are). We also talk about kids today not knowing how to form a full sentence, the illusion of economic stability (RIP pecorino cheese), and how everyone’s toaster now claims to be “A.I.-powered”... like, calm down.

We get real about how A.I. is taking over our emails, résumés, and maybe even our fragile little minds. Is using ChatGPT to write your job application making you a productivity god or just a lazy genius with no critical thinking left? We debate it all—from firing letters drafted by robots to job postings so A.I.-written they forget to delete the “insert company name here.”

In this week’s episode of BroskieDoodles, your favorite duo talk about the world of suburban trash politics. Chef Maurice gets real about a diaper disaster that’s been slow-cooking in his neighbor’s bin for four days (yes, FOUR), all while trying to justify why that diaper was tossed in raw—no bag, no protection, no shame.

We dive into the icy drama on top of the world: Mount Everest. Apparently, climbing it the old-fashioned way (with suffering and borderline death) is so last decade. Now, some Badass and his crew zoomed up in just 5 days using xenon gas therapy and high-tech training — yes, they basically Ubered to the summit. We break down how they did it, why some folks are crying “cheaters!”, and how this ties into the rise of enhanced games where steroids meet medals.

Then we pivot to the world of music, where The All-American Rejects are sticking it to Ticketmaster by throwing actual house parties instead of overpriced arena shows. Then we slide into some greasy truths about McDonald's being more of a real estate mogul than a burger slinger—turns out Ronald might just be your landlord. And finally, we teleport back to Woodstock '69, where mud, mayhem, and questionable life choices reigned supreme. Was it peace and love—or just one giant accidental survival camp? Tune in and find out.

In this wild ride of an episode, we gallop straight into the uncomfortable (and deeply questionable) cultural mythos of donkey love in Latin America. Yep. That happened. From Uncle Martinez’s legendary tales to asking if corn deserves consent in Nebraska, we’re not holding anything back. We then swerve into the great American tipping trap — are we just handing out cash to people for existing now? Coffee shops, stadiums, pastelito stands… no one is safe.

We reminisce about the golden era of sweaty 13-hour dishwashing shifts on acid, discuss the rise of iPad servers, and even pitch our own anti-tipping donut shop where the only hymens we acknowledge are made of fried dough. No tip? No problem — as long as you behave and take your donut dot like a champ.

We talk about how everything is going cashless, including shady street hot dog vendors and singing metro performers with Venmo posters (the hustle is real).

In this banger of an episode, we dive deep into the upcoming Enhanced Games — aka the Super Saiyan version of the Olympics where athletes are juiced to the gills, legally. We unpack what happens when sports go full Fast & Furious with science: from steroid-fueled sprinters to combat sports that might just delete a man on live TV. Is this the future of sports or just Space Jam with needles? We also throw shade at traditional leagues (sorry, baseball).

We ask the big questions: Do we really care about athlete safety? Should athletes be allowed to turn into chemically-enhanced dolphins? We pitch a world where sports evolve into The Hunger Games: ESPN Edition, and we ask the real questions: Should we just let F1 drivers juice up and crash gloriously? Is Barry Bonds a walking steroid ad? Should chefs be tested for doping? Can we get a little cocorino romano with our hot dogs at the Enhanced Games?

And yes, we absolutely debate the eternal question: 100 men on PEDs vs. one gorilla on PEDs—who wins? We also unpack the tragic tale of a too-hyped fan trying a handstand at a baseball game. Spoiler: gravity won.

From throwing shade at slap leagues to pitching ideas for Fencing on Shrooms and a Drug Mario Party, we explore the ethically questionable but undeniably entertaining future of sports. Oh, and we try to figure out if The Rock has been juicing (spoiler: c’mon now).