Now you get to hear what we’re like in the same room. Spoiler: It's also bad. Believe me when I say I cut like twelve different rants from this one.

Celebrating the halfway point of 2025, we spill our current picks for favorite albums. Rachel also talks about a lot of albums that aren’t her favorite picks because why not. Control is an illusion. Read Dungeon Crawler Carl.

It’s also disgusting expensive and is actively killing you, that’s the tradeoff for being fly AF. We got some halfway decent distractions from the wildfire happening outside. Don’t jinx it with “how much worse can it get?” because we already did that.

How do people without arms wipe? Well we don’t answer it. We also don’t answer a handful of other stupid questions.

I don't know what you want from us. Yeah, there were two of these life events and by golly we're just innocent men.

You know what I think the world needs? More opinions on the Star Wars. So this week, we’ve explored the cream of the crop.

We take turns forcing the other into the wrong side of a debate. We employ the dirtiest tactics to win these fake arguments with each other. Gaslighting, backstabbing, lying, pandering, nothing is off the table.

Guessing movie plots or real life crimes is a skill I’m proud to put on a resume, and it’s also the theme of this episode. Melancholia sucks.

Our friend hit someone with her car and just left the scene. Allegedly. Also we discuss kidney stones, doctor diapers, augmenting fart sounds, and how underrated A1 sauce is.

We explore just the tip of the Honey, I Shrunk The Kids franchise, being just the three movies. Well, really just the first two since the third could be summed up with a heavy groan.