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 ...
"We’re Public! Hawks, Murders, and Marines, Oh My!"
Talking Shit with Doug, Ryan, and Angelo
1 hour 6 minutes
11 months ago
"We’re Public! Hawks, Murders, and Marines, Oh My!"
Send us a textWe’re back with Episode 3 of Talking Shit with Doug, Ryan, and Angelo! This week, we’ve got a lot to say (shocking, we know).First, we dig into the latest Hawk Tuha crypto buzz—scam or genius hustle? Then, we break down the shocking murder of UnitedHealthcare CEO Brian Thompson in the heart of Midtown Manhattan. And finally, we share our unfiltered thoughts on the Marine veteran acquitted in the subway chokehold case.It’s raw, it’s real, and it’s us talking shit—so hit play and ...
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 ...
