Peaches went fully off the rails in this one—starting with an AI diss track fueled by pure hatred, courtesy of Suno and some questionable moral choices, before diving straight into the unholy union of Butterball turkey pants and Gwen Stefani’s “Sweet Escape” (a song that apparently causes him physical pain). Somewhere between a rant about Thanksgiving being the most overrated holiday on the planet and plotting a road trip to Salt Lake City for Set It Off and Vanna, Peaches also teaches us that people are now making “moon water” by leaving bottles outside overnight like lunatics collecting Pokémon energy. Then, nostalgia hits hard as he mourns the death of malls from Pocatello to Westminster and wonders why every new construction project has to be overpriced apartments. Wrestling gets roasted, fashion gets bullied (ties are stupid, confirmed), and Peaches declares an all-out war on people who text “call me when you can.” The episode wraps up with a squirrel named Chunkasaurus Rex winning Fat Squirrel Week, a drunk Arizona judge going number one in public, and Tyra Banks inventing what’s literally just warm melted ice cream and calling it a “Hot Mama.” Somewhere in there, he also reviews body wash like a sommelier. It’s a wild buffet of nonsense, nostalgia, and judgment—and somehow, it’s exactly what you needed today.
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Peaches opens the mic and immediately swan-dives into a day where cloned dogs exist, melatonin suddenly has a mean streak, and frozen burritos get a whole timeline monologue they never asked for. Maddie wanders in like a raccoon through a screen door and the two proceed to solve absolutely nothing while debating quicksand myths, free candy vans, and whether Grandma Kidd’s brunch horn sounds like an elephant or Jade clearing his throat. Idaho Falls traffic stages a personal stunt show, Chick-fil-A cookies become a moral test, and fantasy football turns into a Shakespearean tragedy featuring a quarterback arm that bends in directions bones should not. Disturbed is not gone forever, the Dodgers are apparently inevitable, and somewhere in Florida a garage-door company accidentally lives at a stranger’s house while a Russian factory worker tries to keep an oopsie that looks suspiciously like a new car. It is loud, it is shameless, and it is very Peaches.
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Peaches returns with a Monday show that feels like it was recorded in an alternate timeline where eggnog is pre-workout and Thanksgiving is a government conspiracy. The episode begins with him proudly admitting he drank a quart of Reed’s Dairy eggnog for breakfast—followed immediately by learning about the Noggathon, a local East Idaho event where participants must chug 32 ounces of the same eggnog before each lap of a one-mile run. He briefly considers entering, then remembers he’s going to Salt Lake for Set It Off and Trader Joe’s, because nothing screams self-care like kombucha and live pop-punk.
What follows is an escalating series of rants that span from trunk-or-treats ruining Halloween to turkey hotlines ruining November. Peaches unloads on Butterball for thinking anyone cares about how to “brine and inject” a bird that “never even tastes that good.” Then, he dives headfirst into the online war over parents dragging kids to ten trunk-or-treat events before Halloween night—creating ghost towns across Idaho. Somewhere in the middle of that argument, he casually describes people using “the family puke bowl” for candy. Normal radio things.
He then breaks down his pumpkin-carving disaster, explains why touching pumpkin guts should be considered combat pay, and pitches an invention called Pop-A-Tree—a Christmas tree that just pops open like an umbrella so you never have to wrap another strand of lights. From there, the show swerves into Peaches’ fantasy football dominance, where Team Peaches Pals is allegedly 7-1, though he’s convinced the trophy will probably sit in the conference room collecting dust after this year’s league implodes.
Somehow, that segues into him dissecting AC/DC’s newly announced tour, mocking the internet for believing they were coming to Salt Lake City, congratulating Taylor Momsen on performing in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, and roasting “One Million Moms” for being mad that Wheel of Fortune used the puzzle phrase “What the… Fun.” The last half of the show is pure Peaches meltdown: he reviews a gym in China that’s offering a Porsche to whoever loses 100 pounds in three months, questions how bidets actually dry you (“do you just towel off the poo water?”), laughs about a Seattle man burning a Bob Ross skeleton, and ends with a passionate defense of why baseball is king, soccer is dumb, and the Dodgers winning the World Series is personal validation for his entire existence.
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It’s Halloween on Peaches Pit Party, and Peaches has reached his final emotional stage: full-blown confusion wrapped in polyester pants that are four sizes too big. The episode begins with him realizing a fedora and headphones cannot coexist, spiraling into a rant about Julia Fox dressing up as a blood-soaked Jackie Kennedy (“her trauma, my costume!”). From there, the descent continues—an 80-year-old falls off a cliff on a cruise, Red Bull releases an advent calendar for people who want heart palpitations for Christmas, and Victoria Rose (aka Viktor Wilt in drag) crashes the show to discuss the athletic merits of drag racing in heels.
Somehow, they pivot from haunted houses to parents stealing their kids’ Halloween candy, to a Polish influencer who followed Google Maps directly into an Italian canal (“for the content”), and finally—because Halloween isn’t complete without this—a Kentucky woman accidentally receives a box of human body parts instead of medical supplies. There’s also a gold toilet up for auction, a naked man sprinting through Walmart, and a monkey wearing a diaper swinging from the rafters of a Spirit Halloween.
Peaches spends the final minutes debating the difference between a sculpture and an actual toilet, forgetting how Daylight Saving Time works, and admitting that paying $3,000 to watch the Dodgers lose was someone else’s personal hell. This episode is part haunted house, part fevered Wikipedia spiral, and part conversation with the world’s most overcaffeinated jazz musician who just discovered Halloween candy again.
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Somewhere between Halloween Eve and seasonal sinus failure, Peaches embarks on a descent into nasal purgatory armed with a CPAP machine, a clogged nose, and absolutely no shame. What begins as a casual allergy rant morphs into a full-blown philosophical crisis about Los Angeles being crowned the new “rattiest city in America.” From there, the episode spirals faster than a diseased monkey falling off a Spirit Halloween shelf.
Peaches coughs, sneezes, and chokes his way through the show while contemplating Megadeth’s final album and roasting Dave Mustaine for writing what he swears could’ve been auto-generated by ChatGPT. In between gasps for air, he tackles the sacred debate of whether 13-year-olds should be banned from trick-or-treating, defends tall kids everywhere (“just because I’m 6’9” at eight doesn’t mean I pay taxes yet”), and plans to post a “don’t be that person” PSA to the Life in Idaho Falls group.
A listener then calls in to discuss the traumatic reality of sneezing inside a CPAP mask, leading to a discussion about waking up covered in your own dried drool flakes — lovingly compared to “a dollar-bill tornado of shame.” Somewhere in there, a diaper-clad monkey escapes inside a Spirit Halloween store, a Florida woman sues SeaWorld because a duck physically assaulted her on a roller coaster, and Peaches tries to figure out why a truck full of diseased monkeys flipped over in Mississippi like it’s the opening scene of Outbreak 2: Monkey Business.
By the end, Peaches admits the adult version of Halloween is just carving pumpkins you don’t want, watching kids you don’t know, and pretending you didn’t almost cut your finger off because the knife “looked dull.” There’s sports talk, Halloween safety stats, and a Dodger Stadium rant about paying $3,000 to watch your favorite team lose. It’s part radio show, part fever dream, part diseased-monkey manifesto.
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If you thought Peaches Pit Party couldn’t get any more derailed—strap in. This episode opens with Peaches having a full-blown existential crisis over his studio chair. Did Viktor Wilt secretly modify it to be “Peaches-proof”? Did someone sneak in overnight and replace it? Is the chair part of a government experiment designed to humble tall men? Nobody knows—but Peaches is investigating. From there, he launches into a tattoo rant for the ages, exposing Orlando, Florida as the capital of tattoo regret and theorizing that Salt Lake City ink-shamers are just running on pure family disappointment.
Then Peaches takes aim at the internet’s most gullible: an AI rumor that Grand Theft Auto VI would feature a twerk button (yes, twerk), which Google’s own AI believed. That spirals straight into Peaches warning humanity about AI-generated videos—like the one of a cartoon redneck fighting a mountain lion—that somehow still convinces thousands of Facebook users it’s “so sad.” He then dives headfirst into the idiocy of “dark showering,” calling it “the quickest way to get better sleep—because you’ll knock yourself unconscious.”
After that, the Idaho chaos continues: Peaches campaigns for In-N-Out Burger in Rexburg, imagines Pokémon cities with anti-homeless benches, and physically recoils describing Boogie Bites—gummy candies shaped like boogers (because apparently, society has given up). He rants about people falling for AI posts claiming Steven Tyler cut his hair, laughs at parents ruining Gen Alpha memes by dressing up as the phrase “6-7,” and confesses that his own sister, TikTok’s friendship-bracelet queen Baylee, might be more famous than him.
By the end, Peaches reports on a Florida man smashing $500 worth of pumpkins, debates trick-or-treating at 6 AM just to anger Idaho Falls Facebook groups, and reminds everyone that chair sabotage is real and personal. This episode is one long descent into idiocy, caffeine withdrawal, and accidental brilliance.
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Welcome to another episode of Peaches Pit Party, where Brenden “Peaches” Peach questions everything from why people carve pumpkins on Halloween instead of before it, to why Ohio keeps hosting every rock festival ever made. This episode spirals beautifully out of control as Peaches recaps a night at a small-town murder mystery play, debates the sacred timeline of jack-o’-lantern logistics, and then goes full scorched earth on KROQ for pretending to be “rock.” He also drops a full rant about Sonic Temple’s Cheesecake Factory-sized lineup (140 bands, one porta-potty), before veering straight into the 2025 World Series, daylight savings relationship advice, a Florida skeleton strip club, and Toyota charging subscriptions for remote start. Somewhere in the middle of it all, Peaches declares war on old people, pumpkin carving, and emotionally unavailable car manufacturers. You will laugh, you will question society, and you might just call your therapist about your daylight savings trauma.
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It’s a gray Monday at KBEAR, and Peaches is the lone survivor in an eerily quiet building — no Viktor, no Jade, just one tall man and a microphone. What starts as a sleepy afternoon quickly turns into a full-blown rant buffet: The Pretty Wild bails on the Set It Off tour, Autumn Kings swoop in like the world’s most polite rebound band, and Peaches spirals about missing interviews, Noah’s lost voice, and the time Bad Omens saved his sanity by not cancelling a show.
From there, he launches into a heated defense of adult trick-or-treaters (“Just give the candy and move on, Deborah”), admits he’d probably be a terrifying father with spotless walls, and declares that people who say “it’s a little chilly” deserve mild public shaming. He unpacks his mortal hatred of heat, his cautious relationship with AFib, and his guilt over being a PTO martyr who refuses to take time off — even though Jade literally tells him to go home.
Then the episode detonates into a fever of headlines and horrors: pumpkin-carving bloodbaths, a potential Bad Omens x Wage War x Bilmuri megacollab, face-lifting surgeons who look like melted mannequins, and a high-schooler almost arrested because AI thought his bag of Doritos was a gun. Peaches even confesses to using ChatGPT as his dating-app wingman, roasting himself in the process. Finally, he ends with a heartfelt PSA about winter driving, snow tires, and his traumatic Chevy Malibu experience. It’s equal parts rant, therapy, and journal entry — another absolutely classic Peaches Pit Party meltdown in motion.
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Strap in and prepare your psyche for what can only be described as a deranged rollercoaster through Peaches’ brain on a Friday afternoon. This episode starts with Peaches waging war against a broken microphone, the ghost of Cannonball 101’s weekend automation, and Viktor’s “forgetful” tendencies, all before sunrise. He then spirals into the absurdity of Sleep Token knockoffs with names like False Saints (aka Great Value Sleep Token), critiques “coworker music” and people who actually like Dax, and somehow finds time to confess his deep, irrational fear of fish—specifically manta rays that look like sentient living room rugs plotting his demise.
But it doesn’t stop there. Peaches dives headfirst into listener confessions of weird fears—sponges, MRI machines, loose hair, and the existential dread of eye contact with one’s wife—before covering a sober party girl who’s TikTok famous for not drinking at Miami frat ragers. Somewhere in between, he gives the most Peaches-style sports update ever (yes, Lionel Messi is immortal now), rants about phone-free restaurants, and shreds a sociopathic boss who fired someone in front of 25 coworkers.
Then, like the cherry on a sundae of unhinged radio brilliance, Peaches ponders the most overrated video games of all time—offending the entire Halo fanbase in the process—before finishing with a To Peach Their Own that makes you realize humanity is collectively afraid of birds, drains, and the cruel, wet touch of hair not attached to a body. It’s weird, it’s funny, it’s Peaches Pit Party. And it’s somehow everything you didn’t know you needed today.
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This episode of Peaches Pit Party is basically a fever dream that starts with Peaches roasting sneaker resellers and ends with multiple men describing what it’s like to have their livers turned into Play-Doh. We kick off with Peaches dunking on sneakerheads who hoarded Yeezys like dragon gold, crying over bots, and realizing he’s now a “wear-until-there’s-a-hole” adult. Then he dives straight into a birthday-gone-wrong saga from Reddit featuring a husband whose only gift to his wife was incompetence, followed by Peaches yelling about how you should absolutely remember how to drop off your kids or get tested for dementia.
Sports coverage hits next with the “Shot Clock Sports Update” — featuring everything from the Pro Bowl’s weird relocation to EA’s eternal monopoly on NFL video games. Then Peaches casually transitions into the Stuffed Animal Heist of the Century, where three geniuses broke into an amusement park via boat and stole 200 plush toys, officially becoming the most unthreatening crime syndicate in New York. From there, Peaches spirals into Victor’s heated Christmas hill-to-die-on: declaring “Linus and Lucy” not a Christmas song — a statement that’s somehow more controversial than religion in a Facebook group full of radio nerds.
Then things go off the rails. There’s a tangent about a movie screening where people shaved their heads to see Begonia early, and Peaches flexes that he’s been bald longer than them — “the original scalp pioneer.” After that, he tears into Ghost Adventures for being the least convincing show in the supernatural genre until they air an episode where one of the hosts finds out mid-investigation that his wife tried to have him murdered. Yes, really. Then, the energy spikes again when two real fighters, Taite “The Martian” Martin and Steven Dopp, stop by to talk about broken ribs, dehydration, liver lacerations, Muay Thai kicks, and why being punched unconscious is basically “a nap with a hangover.”
Peaches ends the show by somehow linking all of this to lions escaping trucks, Axl Rose rage-quitting in Buenos Aires, and rollercoasters retiring after 40 years — which he swears has nothing to do with his fear of being too tall for seatbelts. It’s unfiltered, unhinged, and somehow educational.
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This episode of Peaches Pit Party is pure, unfiltered chaos from start to finish — like if a morning commute got possessed by a jazz ghost and started ranting about chairs. Peaches begins by eviscerating KROQ’s “world-famous” ego while proudly uploading his own podcast backlog, because someone had to bring quality back to radio. From there, he spirals into the ongoing Office Chair Civil War, where poor Viktor blames him for breaking a seat that was clearly built for toddlers, not 6’9” Idaho radio icons. We then plummet headfirst into the saga of Peaches’ cursed steering wheel lunch tray (a story of hope, betrayal, and poor engineering), before swerving into Halloween costume prep — complete with his girlfriend scavenging DI like a Prohibition-era fashion consultant so he can become “Louie Blue Notes Callahan,” a 1920s jazz man with zero musical ability.
Then it’s a hard cut to Peaches’ existential rant about “trunk-or-treats” — or, as he calls them, “the parking lot participation trophy version of Halloween.” After a detour through what makes Americans sound like Americans abroad (loudness, tipping culture, and ice obsession), Peaches delivers an emotional monologue on Click that will make you cry, question your childhood, and maybe call your dad. There’s also a horrifying update about Suzanne Somers’ widower literally building an AI robot wife, the triumphant return of Snapple glass bottles (but only in New York), a smuggling ring that stuffed gold powder into underwear, and a 76-year-old woman winning a court case over her neighbor’s weed smoke by declaring, “I am not Snoop Dogg.”
All this — plus Peaches threatening to go WWE on anyone who blames him for furniture damage — makes this the most unhinged episode of the week. If you survive the rollercoaster, reward yourself by streaming Peaches Pit Party on demand and witnessing Idaho’s loudest export do what he does best: lose his mind on air with zero filter and full commitment.
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This episode begins with Peaches ripping into humanity’s most cursed creation: the $2,000 “smart mattress” that left people literally trapped in their own beds during the AWS outage. From there, the chaos unravels faster than a Walmart clearance bin. We’ve got a breakup over high heels that turns into a full-blown TED Talk on tall guy insecurity, Peaches declaring war on “world-famous” KROQ for being allergic to heavy music, and an in-depth exploration of whether mammals can, in fact, breathe through their butts (spoiler: yes, and it’s science, not a kink). He somehow jumps from a South Korean woman setting her apartment on fire while trying to flamethrower a cockroach, to a man in India faking his own death just to see who would cry, to a 74-year-old Italian scam artist pretending to be blind for 50 years — until cops literally caught him buying fruit. Then, there’s a $100 million heist at the Louvre, a museum full of dolls plotting murder in Minnesota, and otters stealing surfboards in California. It’s a full buffet of insanity served with a side of nachos, because Peaches celebrates International Day of the Nacho like it’s a national holiday. The show peaks in glorious chaos with listeners calling in to argue about the worst movie ever made — from Life of Pi to Jack and Jill — and one guy who worked security on a Bruce Willis flop filmed in Twin Falls. This episode is a masterpiece of madness: one part haunted science fair, one part food coma, all parts unhinged.
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If you’ve ever wondered what would happen if Planet Earth was narrated by a man who’s equal parts radio host, arachnophobe, and chaos magnet, look no further than this absolute trainwreck of an episode. Peaches kicks things off with a tender love story about killing house spiders while his girlfriend scrapbooks in the background, because nothing says romance like yelling “DIE!” at your front door. From there, it’s a spiral of absurdity: he mourns his dead aloe plant like a fallen soldier, gets way too excited about a tropical clearance tree from Costco, and admits he’s one houseplant away from turning his dining room into a Rainforest Café. The chaos continues when he debates which Pokémon would take the biggest dump (spoiler: it’s Eternatus), before deciding IT Chapter Two is an underrated masterpiece while confessing that Freddy Krueger ruined his childhood sleep schedule. Then, the apocalypse hits — Amazon, Hinge, and Snapchat all go down at once — and Peaches nearly loses his mind because he can’t track his steering wheel food tray. Later, he covers a woman stabbing someone in a Marshalls checkout line (because she was too slow), celebrates spider genocide, and gets hyped about Electric Callboy touring with Polaris and Scene Queen. Things take a darker, smellier turn when he reviews Kohler’s new $600 toilet camera that analyzes your “business” for health data — the future is disgusting — before somehow segueing into California otters stealing surfboards like furry pirates. Then, just when you think the episode can’t get any more unhinged, Peaches warns Arizona listeners not to lick toads (seriously), recounts a gorilla breaking glass at the San Diego Zoo, and insists that no, he would not fight the gorilla, despite being everyone’s first draft pick. It’s unfiltered, unholy, and somehow heartfelt — a modern masterpiece of madness broadcast straight from a spider-infested apartment.
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The October 17th episode of Peaches Pit Party is what happens when a man spirals from daylight saving rage into haunted house paranoia, sneaker-induced humiliation, and a feline health code violation — all before sundown. It starts with Peaches waging a one-man war against the concept of “daylight savings” (note the s, and yes, he’ll correct you) while trying to bribe listeners with a Nintendo Switch 2 bundle courtesy of Brent Gordon Law. From there, the descent is rapid and glorious: he mourns Ace Frehley, questions the honesty of psychics, reads stories about ghost children who hang out with soggy-haired women, and reveals that his parents once put an 8x10 photo of his dad in the corner of his room like a cursed shrine. Things only get worse when he dives into a lawsuit over squeaky On sneakers — describing his own hallway quacks like a depressed duck — and reminisces about being accused of “stomping through the ceiling” as a kid. Later, Peaches talks about his girlfriend redecorating their bathroom with an Edgar Allan Poe statue sitting on a toilet (because of course he does), before ranting about overpriced mirrors on Facebook Marketplace. Then he swings into chaos again with tales of Viktor Wilt cross-dressing as “Victoria Rose” for a metal Halloween drag show, WWE’s plan for AI-generated wrestling storylines, and a tragic reflection on synthetic radio hosts replacing real ones (“you can’t call an AI DJ, bro”). It all ends with a cat in California dropping a dead mouse into a pot of soup, and Peaches wondering aloud who has a security camera pointed at their stove. It’s haunted, hysterical, and weirdly heartfelt — just another day inside the Pit Party.
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This episode of Peaches Pit Party is the closest thing to watching someone lose their mind live on-air—and it’s beautiful. Peaches kicks things off by listening to so much extreme metal that his blood pressure may legally classify as blast beat–powered, only to pivot into a story about a Wisconsin wedding where the bride’s mom got her spine demolished by a cow. Yes, an actual cow. From there, Peaches reflects on how half the internet is now AI-generated nonsense, the tragic backstory of his peach-themed home décor, and a Los Angeles Dodger’s wife who refuses to stay at a haunted hotel called “The Pfister” (which, yes, sounds exactly like what you think it does). Then it’s on to Sheryl Crow scams, teenagers getting shamed for trick-or-treating, and an emotional defense of candy corn that turns into a full-blown psychological study of Mississippi. Also featured: why Peaches might dress as Howard Stern to trick-or-treat as a nearly 30-year-old man, an analysis of black cat adoption conspiracies, an AI band uprising on Spotify, a Florida man who weaponized a cheeseburger, and NASA’s lost balloon crash-landing into someone’s backyard. It’s a pre-Friday carnival of nonsense, panic, and mild back pain.
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In this absolute fever dream of a Peaches Pit Party, Brenden nearly hydroplanes his way to a Crunchwrap before Idaho’s weather decides to stop being dramatic, spends his lunch break cosplaying as “Peachman” for an AI video that somehow made Lee Jennings from The Funeral Portrait laugh, and then spirals into an existential crisis about the other Peaches — the 58-year-old musician who may or may not challenge him to a duel at The Complex in Salt Lake City. From there, Peaches recounts his Foot Locker retail trauma (manager turned petty criminal), trashes the iHeart app with the fury of a thousand radio DJs, and discusses the national epidemic of grown men falling for fake Sheryl Crows proposing online. Somewhere between worrying about a bruise, contemplating living with a 70-year-old roommate, and losing iCloud storage to ghost podcasts, he accidentally invents “AI breakdown cinema” by making a video where he gets tranquilized in his own studio. Oh, and in Florida, you can get a free pizza for bringing in a dead python—because America’s just doing great. It’s chaos, it’s absurd, it’s Peaches.
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This episode of Peaches Pit Party is what happens when caffeine meets chaos and then gets possessed by an AI app. Peaches opens the show confessing his new addiction to Sora 2—the forbidden AI video generator that basically turned him into a digital Frankenstein. He somehow hacked his way in with expired invite codes, started creating unairable masterpieces full of swearing AI Peaches, and then dragged poor Viktor into it by sending him a code too.
From there, we spiral into the saga of “Breadstick Girl”—a woman whose mugshot got turned into a viral hoax about hurling Olive Garden breadsticks over a tip dispute. Peaches can’t decide what’s more absurd: the fake story or the fact that people believed it. Then he pivots into his daily existential therapy session: childhood rules (no weekday video games!), BuzzFeed weird-parent behavior (no feeding your friends!), and his lifelong confusion over whether “I’ll lick ya” in Tom Sawyer was supposed to be threatening or just unhygienic.
Sports? Sure—if you count an NFL quarterback knocking himself out with a resistance band and a hockey team selling a “Chum Bucket” made of popcorn, Pop-Tarts, and despair. Somewhere in between, Peaches debates scam calls, complains about voicemails with three seconds of dead air, and reads off Reddit’s list of blood-boiling inconveniences—like people who walk through the wrong Walmart doors or tape that won’t unstick.
We also learn that Peaches’ AI doppelgänger doesn’t know if he’s fat or skinny, Dua Lipa brought out Billie Joe Armstrong (and Peaches wonders if it’s socially acceptable for him to attend her concert), and Miley Cyrus might resurrect Hannah Montana—which he’s both nostalgic and horrified about. Then comes the rant of the day: people making petitions to cancel Bad Bunny’s Super Bowl halftime show in favor of George Strait. Peaches declares both unwatchable and promptly crowns himself “D-bag of the day” for being petty to Walmart employees.
From there, he spirals into home décor panic—realizing his apartment looks like a Funko Pop museum and maybe he’s too old for band flags. He wants plants now. And then the show caps off with a Florida Man–level news story: a meth-fueled arson suspect who ended his police standoff in exchange for a Dairy Queen Blizzard. Peaches dubs it “The Blizzard of Justice.”
Finally, it’s To Peach Their Own: weird rules from listeners like “No swimming on Sundays because the devil’s in the water.” Peaches relates, muses about his baldness, and wraps up another episode of total mayhem with a heartfelt “Peach out.”
Welcome back to Peaches Pit Party, where Brenden Peach kicks off the week walking like John Voight in Holes and ends it fighting with seagulls, haunted pumpkins, and ChatGPT itself. It’s Monday, October 13th, and Peach opens the show with his back broken like a retired NFL kicker, still recovering from hosting the In This Moment concert and refusing to see a doctor despite walking “like a gorilla with hands on everything.” He then immediately pivots into one of the most chaotic rants in PPP history — firing off about fired football coaches who still somehow make $50 million for doing absolutely nothing. Peach, with all the energy of a man powered by caffeine and hatred for the NCAA, declares that being paid millions to not work is the ultimate dream.
But then… the birds strike. A horrifying tangent about avian warfare begins when Peach confesses that birds only poop on Rams, Jeeps, and Chevys — with dark cars being the biggest targets. Cue his traumatic California childhood flashbacks of open-air schools, outdoor lockers, and seagulls dive-bombing St. Patrick’s Day cookies like tiny airborne terrorists. He relives the horror of being personally pooped on (“plenty of times,” he admits) before proudly announcing his $9.99/month Pony Express car wash subscription as his revenge against nature.
Things calm down (for about 30 seconds) before Peach starts roasting his girlfriend’s movie taste because she “hated” IT (2017), a movie he adores. He laments that his horror movie marathon dreams are being crushed and contemplates watching The Long Walk alone, declaring his love for “grotesque Cinderella body horror” while the rest of us are just trying to breathe. He then speedruns through NBA stats like a possessed ESPN intern — Nikola Jokić domination, Victor Wembanyama world takeover, Angel Reese walking for Victoria’s Secret, and the Cleveland Browns paying eight quarterbacks at once for doing absolutely nothing.
Then, it’s time for Peach to completely unravel over Gordon Ramsay opening a gastropub in Downtown Disney. He reminisces about childhood trips where his parents said, “We’re not going to Disneyland, but we are going to Rainforest Café,” which he says was “like torture with animatronic monkeys.” He spirals into a rant about $25 Mickey burgers and $7 truffle fries “with no sides,” then calms himself by plugging the KBEAR 101 RMG YouTube channel like a man coming down from a rage high. He recalls interviewing The Funeral Portrait, where they roasted their bandmate Cody for not knowing how to swim or snap, and Peach regrets not calling them “the zestiest band this side of the Mississippi.”
But the madness isn’t over. He rants about time speeding up, Halloween giveaways that sound like a literal scream, and his boomer-take hatred of phones at concerts. He blames Jade for taking “the worst photo ever of me” at the In This Moment show, saying he looked “like a thumb.” Then he hits listeners with his “Innocent Questions That Are Actually Offensive” segment — where he declares war on anyone who asks, “Did you go to school for that?” Peach compares his radio degree to a “stupid” but “necessary” journey that led him from TMZ to Idaho Falls and insists that no, he does more than “just talk between songs.”
By the end, Peach’s descent into chaos peaks with a ranking of M&M flavors that sounds like a hostage negotiation. He praises Peanut Butter M&Ms as “superior to Reese’s Pieces,” drags Plain M&Ms into the dirt, and says anyone who brings him Reese’s Pieces when he asked for a Reese’s “should be ashamed.” Then — because reality doesn’t apply on this show — he covers a police chase involving a runaway inflatable pumpkin, jokes about cops shooting it down, and ends with a rant about the most annoying sounds at night: mosquitoes, neighbor dogs, car alarms, and Maddy not texting back from a snowstorm in Montana. It’s 90 minutes of total chaos, caffeine, and chaos about the chaos. Peaches Pit Party has never been more unhinged, and we wouldn’t have it any other way.
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🎙️ Noon Hour of Madness & Mayhem
Welcome to the October 9th episode of Peaches Pit Party, otherwise known as the “Thursday before chaos” episode — or as Brenden Peach calls it, Pre-Friday, the most misleading day of the week. This one opens with Peach rattling off an unreasonably enthusiastic preview for the In This Moment show — like a man hyped on Monster and Advil — before slowly unraveling into a bizarre odyssey of lawsuits, zoo fights, dead Disney guests, and frog-based medical treatments.
It starts innocently enough: haunted house giveaways, Halloween hype, and the upcoming “Black Mass Tour.” Then — BAM — LeBron James enters the chat. Apparently, the man tricked the world with a fake retirement teaser that turned out to be an ad for Hennessy, and now a guy who dropped $800 on Lakers tickets is suing him for emotional distress. Naturally, Peach follows that bombshell with the story of Mike Tyson trying to pay $10,000 to fight a gorilla because “he was bullying the other primates.” Yes. That’s a real sentence. Somewhere between LeBron’s “Le Decision” and Mike Tyson vs. Gorilla: Dawn of Stupidity, Peach also wonders how Hallmark actors make a living — before deep diving into the net worth of Jonathan Bennett from Mean Girls like it’s national security intel.
Then things take a hard left into darkness when Peach recounts the story of a woman dying on Disneyland’s Haunted Mansion ride. He handles it delicately for about five seconds before nervously laughing and saying, “At least she didn’t die on the ride next to someone.” He then plays The Pretty Reckless – “For I Am Death” because, of course, he does. After that tonal car crash, Peach casually reports that a Twitch streamer named Fandy gave birth live on stream, and the internet watched like it was a nature documentary.
Meanwhile, Peach’s own back is falling apart like a 20-year-old recliner. He hobbles through Costco, sees a former local radio legend, and pretends not to recognize him so he doesn’t have to limp over and say hi. Then — because the universe runs on irony — he finds a news story about an elderly woman in China who swallowed eight live frogs to cure her back pain, which immediately becomes his new recovery plan.
The episode finishes with two top-tier Halloween stories: one couple’s insanely realistic burning-house display keeps triggering 911 calls, and a Kentucky man’s “decorations” — featuring fake dead bodies labeled after city officials — earn him a police visit and a terrorism charge. Somewhere between all of this, Peach coins the phrase “Fun-Filled Friday (F³)” and teases a mysterious video project like he’s Marvel Studios. It’s a fever dream of sports chaos, spooky news, and frog medicine — the only show where LeBron James, Mike Tyson, Disneyland death, and frog smoothies coexist in perfect, unhinged harmony.
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🎙️ Noon Hour of Madness & Mayhem
This episode of Peaches Pit Party starts like a fever dream inside a Cracker Barrel — Brenden Peach bursts in with breaking news that Dolly Parton is not dying, despite the internet’s collective meltdown. He admits he sprinted across the station yelling “DOLLY’S DYING!” before realizing she was literally just a little under the weather. From there, things spiral into a discussion about a 99-year-old man (who may or may not be allowed to say his own first name on-air), the second coming of the rapture that keeps getting rescheduled like a dentist appointment, and people who apparently sold their cars for the apocalypse. Then, Peach dives headfirst into the chaotic swamp of Sora AI videos — Martin Luther King Jr. in X Games, Stephen Hawking catching air off a halfpipe, Tupac vs. Michael Jackson wrestling in a Walmart — it’s the end times, but in 4K. He transitions beautifully (if that word even applies here) into horror movies, because apparently that’s how his brain works: Dolly, apocalypse, AI, then The Conjuring. Then we hit sports — Jerry Jones flipping off Jets fans, Kershaw roasting MLB owners, and a Taco Bell 50K marathon where you eat a burrito mid-run and pray for your intestines.
By the time he gets to To Peach Their Own, Peach has completely lost faith in Rolling Stone’s credibility after they named Missy Elliott’s “Get Ur Freak On” the greatest song of the 21st century. Maddie Kidd joins in, passionately arguing that Fireflies by Owl City is a generational anthem, followed by A Thousand Miles by Vanessa Carlton — proving that chaos is genetic at KBEAR. The two spiral through what might be the most confusing debate in music history, involving Mr. Brightside, Billie Eilish, and Maddie’s horrifying belief that “Play That Funky Music” came out in the medieval era. Somewhere in there, we get Jamie Lee Curtis rescuing a kidnapped Sinclair dinosaur statue (yes, seriously), Mark Sanchez getting stabbed by a grandpa in Indianapolis, a best man shooting a wedding crasher, and Peach getting invited to be a groomsman in Georgia by a guy he’s only ever met on Discord. The show ends the only way it can — with Peaches asking listeners if Slipknot’s “Unsainted” might secretly be the greatest song of all time. This episode is pure chaos in a radio transmitter: Dolly’s alive, the rapture’s delayed, and Peach is very, very concerned about self-checkout lines for celebrities.
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🎙️ Noon Hour of Madness & Mayhem