Welcome back to another mind-blowing episode of Not That Damn Show, where someone submits a confession asking for a Fleshlight molded from Ian’s anatomy, they explain how ugly guys somehow land beautiful wives, and Florida Ma...
It’s 9PM somewhere. Mikey’s drinking. Jen’s computer sucks. Ian might be wanted for kidnapping someone’s grandma. Frozen iguanas are falling out of trees in Florida, Pornhub comments are more philosophical than therapy, and s...
A listener wrote a song about Stroke having sex 38 times in one day and sent it in. You listened to it. All of it. That should’ve been the whole episode — but somehow, it spiraled into a half-serious campaign to let Chick-fil...
Jenn’s Only Hater crawled out of Spotify comments again… so we wrote him a theme song, roasted his existence, and then moved on like adults … by reading filthy romance novels to each other out loud. Butt stuff, “intimate musc...
Jenn disappears and the show immediately loses adult supervision. What starts as random facts mutates into a live Google spiral about animal anatomy that nobody consented to. Florida shows up doing Florida things, confessions...
Jenn’s still gone and within minutes the show derails into emo sex cruises, hypothetical dildo merch, Craigslist freak mapping, and a brand-new life lesson that pulling your pants down is sometimes the fastest way to end a co...
Stroke exposes his balls (again), Ian lays out all the lies your parents fed you, and Mikey declares war on fake work marriages. Also, we investigate the science of dick elasticity, the revenge potential of a Wendy’s cup, and...
Stroke’s married, Ian’s bitter, and Mikey’s rethinking friendship contracts. Jenn’s out getting one of her Ns removed (finally), so the boys spiral into poop-launching massage parlor arrests, Craigslust, and getting real abou...
You ever find yourself inventing vagina breath strips and betting on poultry to shit on a number while judging prison inmates for murder and theft? No? Then you’re not living right. In this episode, we do all of that and way ...
This episode is like an emotional handjob that ends with someone shoving a shampoo bottle up their ass. We start with everybody feeling feelings — like real, ugly cry-type shit — and just when you think we might be growing as...
The confessions came in hot — one about Christmas car sex with an ex, one about getting “moist” from our lawyer's voice, and a truly tragic Bingo-related grievance. That set the tone. Then it spiraled into Yelp vengeance, a f...
The show’s back and somehow dumber than ever. Stroke got engaged, then immediately waxed his asshole. The Celebrity Death Pool is back with wild card picks and 10 times more disrespect. From California gun rulings and Bangkok...