Send us a text Episode 19 — “We Should’ve Been Arrested for This Halloween” A rusty cold open quickly spirals into a full-blown nostalgia trip — back when “Halloween mischief” meant snowball ambushes, bikes that actually went places, and mailbox baseball that occasionally hit back. From there, the crimes get dumber: stolen flamingos, sporked lawns, and karma so real it’s why some of us don’t decorate anymore. It’s comedy, confession, and community service all rolled into one. Then things get ...
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Send us a text Episode 19 — “We Should’ve Been Arrested for This Halloween” A rusty cold open quickly spirals into a full-blown nostalgia trip — back when “Halloween mischief” meant snowball ambushes, bikes that actually went places, and mailbox baseball that occasionally hit back. From there, the crimes get dumber: stolen flamingos, sporked lawns, and karma so real it’s why some of us don’t decorate anymore. It’s comedy, confession, and community service all rolled into one. Then things get ...
Send us a text In this hilarious episode, we dive into the ridiculousness of the Tyson vs. Paul fight that has everyone scratching their heads. We also hear Angelo’s passionate (and absolutely hilarious) rant about the Paul brothers—trust us, it's epic. Plus, we discuss Suffolk County’s reluctance to cough up the funds for OSEPIC, all while keeping things light and funny. With National Drinking Day coinciding with the day before Thanksgiving, we’re serving up laughs, a bit of holiday spi...
Talking Shit with Doug, Ryan, and Angelo
Send us a text Episode 19 — “We Should’ve Been Arrested for This Halloween” A rusty cold open quickly spirals into a full-blown nostalgia trip — back when “Halloween mischief” meant snowball ambushes, bikes that actually went places, and mailbox baseball that occasionally hit back. From there, the crimes get dumber: stolen flamingos, sporked lawns, and karma so real it’s why some of us don’t decorate anymore. It’s comedy, confession, and community service all rolled into one. Then things get ...
