Season 4 Premiere | Whiskey n Whine Podcast: Serial Killers, Fake Babies & $1000 Target Runs

The dads are back and Season 4 of Whiskey n Whine kicks off with chaos, bourbon, and our wives—Joanna and Kati—grabbing the mic. Right out the gate, Jojo wants to know: "So… when is this podcast making money?" Spoiler alert: we're still spending it all on whiskey and dorm room décor.

This episode has it all:

• 🎙️ Scotch & Serial Killers? Jojo and Kati pitch their dream podcast idea—equal parts true crime and therapy session. Meanwhile, Alex wonders if his wife's obsession with serial killers is a red flag… or just marriage.

• 🎓 College Drop-Off Drama. Alex is ready to blow $1,000 at Target while hauling Jackson to UCSD. Mike and Kati insist, "You need way less than you think." (But good luck fitting that into a dorm with 10,000 other freshmen.)

• 👶 The Fake Baby from Hell. McKenna's electronic baby is screaming 24/7, comes with keys to silence it, and is the best birth control ever. Exhausted in 48 hours flat—mission accomplished.

• 🪓 True Crime Tangents. Joanna is convinced the Pacific Northwest breeds serial killers, especially after visiting a bar in Bellingham that leaned downhill both structurally and morally. Alex jokes about becoming a "missing husband" statistic if puppies are ever involved.

• 🏈 Fantasy Football & Fake Politics. Mike and Alex whine about their fantasy league while Kati volunteers them as a couple just to avoid the mayoral race of Tigard. Democracy at its finest.

• 🥃 The Whiskey Verdict. Kati passes on the tasting, Joanna gives it a gold, and the guys quietly panic about chainsaw-related conversations.

If you've ever wondered what happens when whiskey, wives, college move-in week, fantasy football, and serial killers collide—you've found it. Pour a drink, hide your chainsaws, and join us for the Season 4 opener of Whiskey n Whine!

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Rick and John—aka the "Silver Fox Massholes"—are back for Part 2, and they're bringing more chaotic East Coast energy than a Boston bar fight. Mike's still reeling from a legendary trip to Massachusetts: drunken train rides, rogue puking in McDonald's bathrooms, and nearly entering a greased pole competition like a true townie gladiator.

We cover it all—Uncle Eddie's drunken rage over a sliding door, Josh turning green on the T, and why ordering a bagel on the East Coast should come with a trigger warning. Rick and John recount the time Mike dragged them to a "performing arts center" (read: strip club) where glitter, guilt, and MILFs collided in a blur of late-night chaos.

Mike's planning a food tour back East, even if it means selling a kidney to fund his daughter's lobster addiction. We explain what a BORG is, revisit the ancient art of jungle juice (shoutout to college screech buckets), and reflect on how the old guys started their day with screwdrivers and ended it with wine, glitter, and no regrets.

Grab your pocket bourbon, prepare for mother-in-law side-eye, and get ready for an episode loaded with booze, laughs, and the kind of stories that'll make you cancel your family trip to Cape Cod—unless you're into that kind of chaos.

Topics: greased pole fails, strip clubs, drunk trains, lobster inflation, East Coast rage ordering, pocket bourbon, BORGs, jungle juice, and why Massholes are America's spirit animals.

🔞 50 Years of Booze, Fires, Naked Flag Poles & One Green-Bodied Bartender

Rick (Mike's father-in-law) and his partner-in-crime John drop by with five decades of unfiltered chaos. From accidentally burning down their college apartment (and casually following the fire truck to it), to surviving naked stunts at weddings and chainsaw duels in a bar parking lot—this episode is a full-speed ride through the glory days of true Masshole behavior.

You'll hear about:

• A bartender so blind he couldn't read fake IDs (or real ones)

• Happy hour Zoom calls between old lunatics

• Playing pass-the-whiskey with a state trooper who ditched his cruiser in the sand

• The Fall Fling keg-a-palooza that took out an entire police department

• Frank the Tank getting KO'd by a cast iron skillet (thanks, Sara)

If you like whiskey, wild-ass stories, and men who should absolutely not be alive—this one's for you.

Pour a stiff one. Laugh till you leak. And don't call Sara.

It's the morning after the madness, and the guys are limping into Episode 83 with sore livers, bad decisions, and a bottle of damn good bourbon. Fresh off the 11th anniversary party at Tapphoria, Mike's dragging after a late-night cleanup, Alex is mourning the maybe-dead Hulk Hogan, and both are questioning reality as they dive into whiskey-fueled nostalgia and chaos.

This week:

• Wrestling legends drop like flies (or do they?)

• Mike rants about why he'll always stop for a kid's lemonade stand—and drop a $20 like a baller

• Charlotte, age 10, runs a keychain hustle like a tiny mob boss and donates $300 to Make-A-Wish Oregon

• Big Karl brings the merch, the madness, and the mic drops

• The fellas break down WWF vs. today's high-flying circus acts

• And yeah, we rate a bottle that kicks harder than Macho Man off the top rope

Bourbon, bullshit, and body slams—just another week on Whiskey n Whine.

Things get weird fast when Alex's son Jackson and his buddy Finn crash the pod this week. We're raising a glass of Burnside Goose Hollow bourbon in honor of Tapphoria's 11th anniversary—because nothing says "cheers" like a local whiskey and a story involving a puked-in tent.

Jackson's on a binge—of Whiskey n Whine episodes—and now thinks he's our #1 fan (sorry, Mom). He's listening at his new job, talking about writing erotic fan fiction starring Mike and Alex, and somehow still insisting Mike is his favorite podcast member. Finn bails after the first half, but not before dropping tales of his wild Canadian Airbnb neighbor who attacked an AC unit and almost came for him next. Only one of five Canadian cops had a gun. Canada, we have questions.

Then there's the island camping trip: expired hot dogs, zero cooking gear, one full-blown tent vomit, and a getaway that sounds like a raccoon caught in a windbreaker. After Finn Irish-exits, Jackson wraps it all up with a tale about meeting a backwoods stranger with six teeth (combined), blowing up fireworks with the neighborhood menace, and realizing his generation's stories can't touch ours.

Bonus chaos:

• Jackson's still bitter he can't draft Alex's fantasy team after tanking it

• Mike admits his favorite kid is actually Jenna

• Jackson would rather hang with Mike in San Diego than his own parents

• And yes, modified fireworks were involved. Allegedly.

This one's got it all: underage drinking (in Canada, so it's legal-ish), projectile regrets, and a disturbing amount of misplaced affection. Pour a stiff one and dive in.

Mike's lifelong partner-in-crime Bryan joins the pod for a bourbon-fueled stroll down memory lane—and it's messier than a Vegas bathroom at 3AM (which they personally reviewed). While Mike squints at the Rowan's Creek label like a grandpa in denial, Bryan explains his refined taste in college girl cocktails: cotton candy vodka, whipped cream vodka, and anything with a sugared rim.

From keg-fueled lake disasters to propane tanks in the campfire (don't try this sober), this episode dives into the unfiltered chaos of their youth: middle school janitors giving them joyrides, Gator getaways, cafeteria pizza raids, and the legendary "toilet paper bombs" during synchronized high school dumps. Also: Mike drove himself to middle school. Yes, drove. And no, he never got caught.

We also get into stolen fast food gear (ketchup pumps, anyone?), candy cane trafficking, and a Subway incident that ends with the boys behind the counter making their own sandwiches. Health code? Never heard of her.

Bryan's been married twice—with Mike as best man both times—and somehow, Mike still thinks he's the problem. This episode is packed with wild stories, raunchy laughs, and just enough bourbon-fueled nostalgia to make you question your own childhood.

Listen now for:

• 🚽 Toilet paper warfare

• 🥂 Vodka that tastes like a carnival

• 🚗 Underage driving hacks

• 🍕 Cafeteria pizza heists

• 🥪 DIY Subway sandwiches (don't eat them)

• 🔥 Almost blowing themselves up

Bourbon of the week: Rowan's Creek Guest: Bryan "Two Weddings, One Best Man"

This week, Mike and Alex crack open a bottle of James E. Pepper Barrel Proof and spiral into a whiskey-fueled mix of summer madness. The neighborhood thinks they're nuts—and they're not wrong. Loud parties, muttering to themselves during yardwork, and explosive fireworks memories (some literally).

While the wives and kids sweat it out at a Vegas dance comp, the guys are basking in Die Hard 2, whiskey, and the sweet silence of an empty house. Mike reflects on the old "garage door open = come drink" rule (it's mostly shut now), and Alex plans a high-end whiskey run before a forgotten gift certificate goes up in smoke like Mike's neighbor's vinyl siding.

Also on deck:

• Fireworks stories ranging from "mildly stupid" to "felony adjacent"

• Homemade explosives and melted houses

• Auction addictions and the legendary Joel Pryzbilla sneaker

• Betting on how long it takes before Mike gets auction-shamed by Kati

• Why the Golden Steer in Vegas might be worth risking a family trip

• And a public service announcement: Legalize fireworks already—you cowards.

Pull up a chair, pour a strong one, and celebrate the 4th of July the Whiskey n Whine way: drunk, dangerous, and a little nostalgic for PVC shrapnel.

Episode 79: Dirty Pippi

Buckle up and pour yourself some $25 fun — aka Evan Williams 1783 Small Batch — because Mike's daughter Madi and her legendary ASU roommate Morgan crash the pod and things get real messy. From sword-fighting tweens on Morgan's flight (yeah, actual swords) to Portlanders who haven't seen soap since the Obama administration, the crew dives headfirst into chaos.

Morgan earns her new title — Dirty Pippy — after a deep (and possibly disturbing) Urban Dictionary search. She's a proud redhead, frequently mistaken for Wendy, Pippi Longstocking, and other freckled icons. Plans are now in motion for a Hallo-week costume lineup that would make Comic-Con jealous… assuming they survive a party with 80 people in 700 square feet and a hallway still haunted by last year's vomit trail.

Mike shares tales of a Macklemore concert blackout, Madi brags about getting paid in vodka to polish silverware, and Alex tries to explain ice luges and candied bacon to Gen Z. There's even a taco joint that doubles as a liquor store for minors and a doll-covered nightmare restaurant that gives haunted house energy with a side of food poisoning.

Also featured: cults in Oregon, cloth diapers, violent taco shits, and Savy B snobbery. Come for the whiskey, stay for the degenerate stories. This one's for the books.

Still recovering from a tsunami of grad parties, Mike and Alex crawl back to the mics—hydration-deprived, PVC-scarred, and mildly bitter (looking at you, Alex). Episode 78 is equal parts therapy session, US Open commentary, and unsolicited life coaching for the Class of 2025.

Mike's prepping for recital weekend (do ballerinos stretch?), while Alex is in a four-day death match with his sprinkler system. We're talking Whiskey Grails, actual life advice for new grads, why 8am college classes are a war crime, and how joining weird clubs might lead to your best friends.

Also: Alex once had a college radio show and found out what a "dump button" does the hard way.

🧼 Sweat. 💧 Tears. 🥃 Whiskey. And a solid dose of "don't do what we did."

🎙️ Episode 77: "Peacocks, Nude Beaches & a Sausage Fest on Wheels"

Description: Escape the grad party chaos and step into the absurdity—Episode 77 of Whiskey n Whine is a full-blown sausage fest featuring Kevin, Aiden (sadly dry 'til July), and enough peacock talk to make the Audubon Society blush.

Kevin test-drives a car straight into a suburban peacock gang, Mike considers kidnapping one for a graduation gift (what could go wrong?), and Alex reveals a very unfiltered Barcelona beach story. Bonus: someone may or may not have drunkenly bulk-ordered an entire box of 5th Avenue bars. No regrets.

We also dream up the ultimate whiskey-fueled road trip: a mobile podcast studio RV with the wives driving and the guys bringing hot takes, whiskey reviews, and very little maturity to towns across America.

🚫 Not safe for peacocks. 🍑 May cause sudden interest in European beaches. 🥃 Definitely involves whiskey, even if Aiden can't have any yet.