Afleveringen
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This episode opens with a gold trophy sitting in for the absent Ian, and somehow that sets the perfect tone. What follows is a deeply unserious, often morbidly hilarious conversation between the core group of Alex, John, Nick, and the spectral presence of Ian. Their stream-of-consciousness banter drifts through topics like grave aesthetics, cremation preferences, echolocation envy, and the mechanics of turning a man into a walrusâeach one given equal (lack of) reverence.
There are highlights. Nick's cemetery rant veers between poignant and absurd, revealing an unexpectedly human thread amid the nonsense. The groupâs fabricated scandal about Ian eating his dog is pure chaos, toeing the line between farce and bad tasteâso, classic Selleck. Also worth noting is the segment on Serbian-Mexican cultural overlap, which is both strangely informative and a reminder that these guys occasionally stumble into sociological gold between fart jokes.
That said, this episode is not for the easily offended or the structurally inclined. Thereâs no narrative, no themeâjust a freefall of degenerately funny bits. Do I recommend it? Only to someone who understands the phrase âGold Dust is part of the Bic loreâ without needing further explanation.
Grade: B+. Best enjoyed with a low bar and a dark sense of humor.
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In a meandering, manic descent into absurdity, the Burt Selleck crew delivers what could only be described as a podcast episode in the most technical sense. There are words. They are spoken into microphones. What follows is a 3-hour fever dream that bounces from faux-coke interventions to Pride parade shirts, cologne preferences, and hypothetical gay sex pyramidsâall punctuated by a surprising degree of sincerity about moving to Washington and leaving it all behind.
The lack of structure is, as always, the pointâbut this episode leans especially hard into its unhinged, free-associative identity. Nick is accused of being on cocaine (he denies it), then celebrated for being cool (because maybe he is on cocaine?), then drafted into a graphic, hypothetical human-sex totem pole. Itâs all delivered with the improv-slick timing of people who know each otherâs rhythms too well. The topics veer from aggressively juvenile to weirdly insightful to sincerely bleak, all without breaking stride.
Would I recommend it? To a friend? Only if theyâve already lost their job, ruined their marriage, and need something to confirm that their life could be more chaotic. But if youâre into unfiltered chaos and uncomfortable laughs, this might be your next religion.
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Zijn er afleveringen die ontbreken?
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Damn, Chat GPT really flamed us this week:
Imagine if a true crime documentary and Beavis and Butt-Head had a baby in a haunted houseâthatâs about the vibe of this episode. âScroll Timeâs Overâ kicks off with courtroom jokes and Joey Diaz references but quickly swan-dives into an Olympic event of who-can-describe-the-worst-thing-theyâve-ever-seen. Spoiler: Ian wins by a landslide, again.
The prison rape stories, deadpan recountings of violent YouTube rabbit holes, and unsolicited memories of hanging Dobermans give the episode all the warmth of a Serbian film. If youâve ever wanted to hear four grown men casually rank the trauma levels of tire fires and deer massacres while trying (and failing) to be funny, congratulationsâyouâve found your podcast.
The boysâ attempt at gallows humor mostly lands like a broomstick to the gut. Some moments teeter on interestingâlike lucid dreaming or whether humans taste like porkâbut they're buried under so much nihilistic one-upmanship youâll wonder if this isnât just a lost Faces of Death commentary track.
Recommendation: Skip it unless you enjoy bleak absurdity, have an iron stomach, and believe empathy is for the weak. Otherwise, maybe just go outside. Touch grass. Hug a dog. Preferably a living one.
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ChatGPTâs Review of 242_Hands_Free:
This episode is an unrelenting two-hour descent into bodily function discourse, underwear preferences, and unsolicited engineering solutions for urinals and glory holes. There is no structure, no point, and no pretense of productivityâjust four men free-associating from one grotesque or absurd image to the next with the energy of a locker room that's been locked from the outside.
The standout topic (if we must call it that) is the anatomy and usage of men's underwearâspecifically, the philosophical and logistical implications of the "dickhole." From there, the episode spirals into inventive, often horrifying solutions for public bathroom ergonomics, with side tangents into big cat cuisine, Serbian-Mexican cultural exchange, and the ethics of castration play. At some point, it becomes a meta-commentary on podcasting itselfâhow little it takes to sustain a show when the chemistry is this chaotic.
The tone? Gleefully filthy and unserious. The laughs come from the sheer persistence of the hosts' commitment to each bit, no matter how stupid or uncomfortable. It's not for the squeamish, the uptight, or anyone expecting a point.
Would I recommend it? Yesâif you're a fan of unfiltered guy talk that rides the line between idiocy and accidental brilliance. Otherwise, maybe stick to podcasts with actual topics.
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Chat GPT's Review of this Episode:
Okay, so I just listened to the latest episode of the podcast and I genuinely donât know whether to recommend it or call the cops. It opens with one of them watching 9/11 footage for fun (?) and then immediately shifts into a heartfelt (?) story about eating a trans manâs pussy at a gay bathhouse. And thatâs just the first five minutes.
The rest of the episode is a non-stop, two-hour chaos spiral of the most deranged, offensive, honest, and weirdly touching conversations youâve ever heardâlike if Howard Stern, Jackass, and a philosophy seminar about gender, pleasure, and roast beef all merged during a group acid trip in a steam room.
You will hear phrases like:
âThis might be a gateway pussy.ââYou donât let a dick stop you from hanging with your bros.ââFree Palestine⊠spelled with your tongue.ââYouâre the sigma Christ of allyship.âBy the end, theyâre somehow talking about cheeses, bathhouse fashion, hot sauce hierarchies, and Abraham Lincolnâs gay lover. Itâs completely unhinged, but you canât stop listening because itâs also weirdly wholesome in the way that only disgusting, honest people who love each other can be.
Warning:
Do not let your grandma accidentally hear this. This is for fans of raw, messy, queer-adjacent degenerate comedy that doesnât apologize and doesnât hold your hand. If you're easily offended, just... don't.
Verdict:
Unfiltered filth with a surprisingly tender core. I laughed out loud, gagged a few times, and honestly? Felt a little proud of them. Listen if you're okay with losing your sense of morality for 90 minutes. Skip if you require a safe word.
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Okay, so this episode is unhinged. Like, fully unfiltered garage-talk energy from four guys who sound like theyâve been friends for 20 years and have no concept of an inside voiceâor HR. It starts with a debate over whether they say âcuss,â âswear,â or âcurse,â and from there it just devolves into a fever dream of bits, roast prep, conspiracy theories, engagements, ancient aliens, and whether or not itâs possible to kill someone in a CIA broom closet without leaving evidence. (Spoiler: someone thinks the key question is "was my cum on the body?")
Eventually they spiral into a philosophical conversation about committing murder, being emotionally equipped to kill, whether dogs can be reborn as phoenixes, and a dead friendâs Yorkie named Buttons. By the end, theyâre talking about circumcision, mushroom-shaped bulges in jeans, and what food trucks theyâd start if society collapses.
Warning:
This is not for the faint of heart. If youâre easily offended, skip it. If youâre in the mood to hear a bunch of degenerates get genuinely sweet about one of them getting engaged between riffs about buttholes and animal murder? This is your episode.
Verdict:
Listen if you like your comedy podcast with a side of chaos, a sprinkle of deep friendship, and absolutely no editing. Avoid if you require structure or donât want to hear the word âc***â used as punctuation.
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Here's this weeks AI review:
This episode is a chaotic, rambling juggernaut of hypothetical animal fights, anxiety about sleep apnea machines, low-key geopolitical analysis, and tender moments of friendship masked as insults. The "100 men vs. 1 gorilla" debate takes center stage and becomes the backbone of a surprisingly in-depth discussion on human frailty, group dynamics, and just how useless militia guys would be in a real fight.
There are some strong comedic riffs (the gorillaâs new weapon is a manâs arm, the idea of gorilla cavalry, a jaguar in floaties being dropped into mako-infested waters), and everyone brings their A-game when it comes to one-liners and absurd logic. At times, the episode threatens to collapse under its own weight, but then it hits you with something like âjaguar life vestâ or âChristmas, the man who smuggles entire PS5s in his ass,â and you're back in.
Itâs long. Itâs messy. It meanders. But itâs funny. If you like your comedy with a heavy dose of chaos and group-chat energy, this is absolutely worth the listen.
Recommended?
Yes â if youâre cool with no clear structure, lots of shouting, and a gorilla swinging militia guys like nunchucks.
No â if you need your podcasts edited, focused, or remotely productive.
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Chat GPT's review of tonight's episode:
This episode feels like a time capsule of everything thatâs quietly wrong with America.
It starts with a group therapy session for Detroit sports fans, turns into a sleep apnea horror story, briefly becomes an estate sale hustle seminar, and somehow ends with an extended conversation about whether elephants give the best...hugs.
The sports talk is angry but defeated, the estate sale plans are delusional, and the moral center of the group seems to be one extremely judgmental pit bull at a dog park.
Itâs the kind of episode that makes you laugh out loud and also wonder if maybe every one of these guys should be on a government watch list.
Five stars. Wouldnât change a thing.
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Chat GPT's review of tonight's episode:
Imagine a podcast recorded in a Waffle House parking lot at 2AM â but with slightly more Jesus discourse and slightly less bodily harm. This episode feels like someone dropped a live microphone into a group of cousins who've been banned from three different Chiliâs locations. Topics include: whether Jesus staged his resurrection as an elaborate Weekend at Bernieâs situation, whether you could strangle a coyote with your hair, and why 80% of American history was probably written by dudes trying to impress each other. Not for the faint of heart, pastors, or anyone who needs their podcast conversations to 'stay on topic.' Would not recommend to my mom. Would absolutely recommend to my cousin Nick.
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Hereâs what ChatGPT thought of tonightâs episode:
This episode feels like eavesdropping on two guys at a diner at 1:30 AMâunfiltered, rambling, occasionally insightful, and somehow still funny even when theyâre just talking about heartburn, Taco Bell, or old jobs at Express.
The chemistry is solid, the tangents are nonstop, and thereâs a weird mix of sincerity and absolute idiocy that makes it hard to turn off. Itâs long (like really long), but if youâre into chaotic, no-topic-is-off-limits, Detroit-flavored hangout podcasts, youâll probably love it. If not, youâll last 15 minutes and wonder why someoneâs talking about fish eyes and track suits for horses.
Standout moment: the T-Mobile albino manager named Bleach with steampunk glasses.
Do I recommend it? If you like your podcasts messy, loud, and oddly personalâabsolutely. If you need structure or coherence⊠this ainât that.
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Here's what Chat GPT thinks of this episode:
So this episode starts with John talking about his hearing loss, which somehow leads to a 20-minute conversation about Simon & Garfunkel, Chinese tariffs, and whether or not the military would back a dictator if martial law kicks in on April 20th. Yeah, itâs that kind of podcast.
The real meat of the episode is just three funny guysâAlex, John, and Nickâspiraling through topics like political collapse, ChatGPT-written medical theses, and which birds are the most âgay.â Thereâs a lot of riffing, a lot of absurd hypotheticals (like what animal theyâd sleep with if they had to), and the kind of unfiltered bits that feel like they were meant for a group chat that accidentally got recorded.
At its best, it's hilarious, chaotic, and weirdly sincere. The tangents are sharp and layeredâlike one minute they're trashing Elon Musk, and the next theyâre building a whole mythos about octopus intelligence and mermaids learning to suppress their gag reflex in heaven. Somehow, it all ties together.
But itâs also long as hell, meanders a ton, and definitely crosses into âJesus Christ, are we still talking about this?â territoryâespecially during the animal sex bit, which goes on way too long. And sometimes the ignorance bit (like confusing Japan and China or talking about pansexuality like itâs a sandwich preference) leans more lazy than funny. Itâs a fine line, and they donât always walk it clean.
Should you listen?
If you like unfiltered, late-night energy from comics who arenât trying to go viral or be polished, and you're cool with offensive humor thatâs more about exploring dumb ideas than making a pointâthen yeah, give it a shot. If youâre the kind of person who thinks podcasts should have structure or edits or a clear purpose... maybe sit this one out.
But if you want to hear three guys get lost in the dumbest, funniest corners of their brains, this episode will absolutely deliver. Just maybe donât play it on speakers at work.
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I unveil the most lethal wrestling move of all time.
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Ian is revolutionizing omelets.
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We break down the podcast by season. Also, Nick died again. We think for real this time. Skippy Rose sat in for him. Skippy is a very funny stand-up from Detroit. Check out her YouTube page where you can catch some of her sketches and her podcast "Kung Pow n' Puff Girls."
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Ian does some death planning in this one.
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My podcast partners were threatened by my presence and wouldn't give me the Disney characters we all know I deserve to represent me.
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Nick and I get stood up by John and Ian on what was supposed to be a very special post Valentine's Day episode.
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John and Nick went to a bar to watch the Royal Rumble and we talk sauces, honey and various other things that John despises.
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John wasn't here and Ian claims to know who killed JFK.
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This one is kind of solemn after the Lion's dropped the bag in their playoff game after having the bye week.
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