The Phlegm Cat Podcast

Mex brings you only the best tales of A Christmas Story. Some movie star is stealing Your Huckleberry's Bowie thunder. The Artist hopes he don't have to hand out a Carlo Rizzi beatdown and... Can David keep up with Jesus & Liam?

Mex mourns the passing of Miss Shields. The Artist longs for the days of tolerable golf, softball and bowling shirts. Your Huckleberry is amazed at two things: a 101-year-old soccer phenom and the dancing ability of Kim Basinger.

Because The Huckleberry isn't shomer shabbos, he can roll on Saturdays. Mex battles his 10-year-old cousin for air hockey supremacy. The Newlyweds are back in town and getting used to being mortal again. The Artist almost loses his monkey stick but gets it back because he's bilingual.

Your Huckleberry walks his beloved daughter down the aisle. Festivities ensued and nobody got beat up. Good deal for erbody.

Mex's tuxedo arrives in a cardboard briefcase. The jacket arrives with a Talking Heads vibe. Your Huckleberry misses The World Cup but admits he'd rather befoul famous photographs with a chubby, wannabe king. A week before the big wedding and The Artist is getting all sentimental.

Your Huckleberry gets some new shoes. The Artist ventures out into an air quality holocaust but remains a Jaunty Leo. Mex decides the best place for golf knowledge is The Mirkwood Forest.

Mex tries Brazilian meat stabbing, and enjoys it. The Artist can't decide if it is wedding stress or a parasite tearing his insides out. Your Huckleberry almost dies doing what he loves: spinning in Thailand.

The Huckleberry is super into The World Cup. Mex goes through his list of things to improve the game, including hazardous surfaces. More nonsense to deal with with The Artist's daughter's wedding. We learn about Mex's buddy Butchy and the glory of private jet crashes.

The Artist's references are as hip as Red Buttons. Mex embraces The World Cup but thinks Mbappé needs a better album. Your Huckleberry may be wanted for murder in dreamland.

Your favorite neighborhood renaissance man decides that he is now a master chef. The Artist then meets a guy named Vincenzo who knows a crap-ton about tomatoes. Your Huckleberry is now fully immersed in the World Cup. This includes criticisms of spaghetti and conga line warm-ups.