Your Boyfriend Stinks

Thou doth pertestimider too much, Dear Listener, but indeed... it happened! Against all odds, with little to no warning, armed only with a doubtful hopeful heart, America has done it. She voted together in one mighty block and for the first time in forever, Missy finally got a good night's sleep. Democracy aside, the girls are back in rare form this week Dear Listener with a dead mouse, a scarred face and a tragically misguided lingusitic butchering of what's commonly known as extermination. All that plus tales from the polycule, sexy male models and Fork v Spoon v Amy has a Stroke. 

Welcome to the UNDERSTATEMENT of the year, Dear Listener, as we laugh our way through a Halloween recap, a Scrapple mishap and an election night PREcap. Did we get it right? You be the judge. Because until we can get a Supreme Court Justice, we'll celebrate all the wins we can get. It's a zero politics, right-side-of-history-anyway sort of show this week. So grab your favorite pork slurry option and let's dig in. Liver Mush forever!

Ya remember that wig video, Dear Listener? Where the gal on a podcast is talking and her wig literally falls off her head while she is talking, on mic, on CAMERA, and has to talk through it, LIVE? Well... OH, My God. Highest most merciful God. Hard to describe what really went down in Temple this weekend, pals. Click. Listen. W. T. F.  Oh, Missy. What in the WORLD. 

Some things are just worth the money, Dear Listener, and we're here to tell you that sleeping overnight in a supermarket parking lot is not one of them. We cover all the usual suspects this week, including forcible uterine removal, veterinary social workers, alcohol induced spontaneous urination and, everyone's favorite, ring shopping. 

It's anniversaries and procedures and cocktails and annoyance this week, Dear Listener, and we're coming in hot with a spoiler: it all works out. Join us for a brief glimpse into making it through another week at midlife (emphasis on the life part). We love you. We do. 

Sweet mother of long car trips, kids. You're in for something today.

I was not a member of the Jury, Dear Listener, but even I know that being fat is not a crime. Missy shephards us through the latest reality show phenomenon (Hint hint: it's Baseball). And both Amy and Melissa complete their first week on Plan Squat (and live to tell the tale). 

It's Adult Children Report Card Week, Dear LIstener, and Missy has once again earned straight As. The wedding was a smash success, Amy recovers from moving (boxes? her body?) and a new sniff-this! study teaches us that researchers are spending way too much time investigating the wrong things.