Where you gonna be on New Years?

There is no way Hallmark even came close to presenting this.

Grant seems to be obsessed with warm drinks in December. Fuck that guy.

We blend a surprise ingredient with scotch, and the guys don't know shit about red wine. Again.

Thanksgiving break is upon us. Yes, it's a thing.

Ian brings "the bird". Hint: It's the Colonel's doing.

How would you respond to a crazy, catty facebook post? We'll tell you how we'd do it.

Ian is uncontrollable in Vegas.

Ian brings a classic as the guys enjoy each other's company without insulting each other.

We re-tell some of our favorite ghost stories. Sit back, turn down the lights, and enjoy. Not a Sade reference.

I was so tired that I fell asleep at my desk. Thats why this episode is late. How crazy is that?

Jeremy joins Grant and a very inebriated and masked Ian.

The world needs more People's Elbow.

Same as it ever was. Same as it ever was.

Throughout the course of human events, we learn things. We grow in our knowledge of the world and it's machinations. But sometimes, we learn something nobody show have learned. Something not meant for this earth. This episode contains such a thing.

Godi sabled.

Fist meets face.

Ryan has been on a cutting spree.

Ryan takes a breather while the brothers talk about lemonades and teas. Exciting stuff, really.

Ian brings the Steam Beer vibe in this week's show.

Ryan influences the twitterverse in a negative way, and Grant used to model his hair after Dawson. THAT Dawson.

Ian takes the week off, and Ryan can barely speak English.

We cover a ton of stuff, and Ian just gets drunker... and drunker... it's fun.

Ian questions his value to the show. Grant has no questions about Ian's value in general.

Adam Richman's principles and morals shine down upon us. Also no show next week.

Grant has Juleps by the pool, and is ridiculed accordingly.

As Cowboy fans, Grant and Ian really dig the whole redskins debacle (not capitalized on purpose).

Nothing is gonna get your blood pumpin' like Grant picking out window treatments.

Ian brings the crappy stuff. Also gender roles.

The Lokey brothers navigate the dangerous waters of "Open Relationships". Not with each other.

It's just... all over the place.

The final podcast for Ian as a single gentleman. 

Grant returns from France to talk about all his.... well I'd say "exciting" adventures... but no.

Grant was in France, Ian was probably in a gutter.

Grant is literally a criminal. Ryan is only kind've a criminal.

What are you putting in your passion bucket? Probably beer.

In the aftermath of Ian's bachelor party, the guys try and quell their exhaustion with bad beer and accusations of alcoholism.

Ian and Grant are probably dead due to Ian having his bachelor party. Instead we threw together what will probably be used as an "In Memoriam".

We spend more time talking about Wu Tang in 45 minutes than most have done in twenty years.

Grant, Ryan and Ian discuss the social ramifications of the word "bossy".

Ian gives a classic drink, while Ryan just kinda drinks it neat.

Grant has the audacity to bring Bailey's and coffee at midnight. I don't have to work in the morning. pffft.

Ian can go to a dark place when a viewer asks a question, and Grant talks the banning of cigarettes.

Like sand through and hourglass, so is this podcast. Fine foods, Valentine's Day, and Bruno Mars abound.

One topic evolves into another, creating rivulets of harmonious discourse through which the psyche of the American male is truly examined. 

Grant's electronics get the wrong end of Ryan's champagne, and Ian dominates on the states and capitals.

Grant displays his desire for free samples, and Ryan asks the guys what their reputation is.

Apparently Grant thinks we are fifty year old women. Also Ian can't stand The Mighty Mighty Bosstones. 

Ian goes to the "West" while Grant and Ryan discuss medical ignorance. 

Ian brings the Texas beer as we talk about slippery sex and clingers.

We delve into the meaning of this phrase, and how offensive is. Or how funny it is. Can't remember.