Episodes

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-A run the country, a debate over Pornhub ass-eating stats, and a book called How to Start a Cult. Next thing you know, everyone’s pitching Kool-Aid merch and Stroke is leading a sex orgy interview team in a hazmat suit. Also: funeral desecration in Florida, a Dollar Tree cr...

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 muscles,” and finger placement breakdowns included. Jenn returns from her emo sex cruise refreshed and railed, Stroke’s bones are cracking like popcorn, Ian’s heartburn gets blamed on some extremely questionable oral history and Mikey can’t sleep without hugging a body pillow n...

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 cross lines they definitely saw coming, and Rick the lawyer is forced to answer questions no law school prepared him for. Somewhere in the middle, the internet hands the gang an “award-winning” country singer whose comment section becomes the real performance. Nothing gets ...

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 confrontation. Add in bleach-laced spaghetti, karaoke bans over ten dollars, stolen landmark flags, Walmart reality glitches, Arnie States joins the show to calmly explains how radio lawyers killed creativity while also pitching stand-up comedy about things no lawyer would ev...

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 why everyone on the internet needs to be tased. Jenn’s out on a cruise, but the testosterone is flowing, along with violent sex confessions, sad vape dads, and another Florida Man baptism in dumbassery. Welcome to America’s Loudest Podcast. Stroke shares a traumatizing hot...

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 about just how damn old they’ve become. Also: Copper thieves cripple Sacramento transit, nobody wants Ian at their wedding, and Reno is full of freaks. Welcome to America’s Loudest Podcast. Jenn’s missing in action due to a mysterious medical “N removal,” and the gang immediat...

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 too much more. By the time the felon dating game hits, it’s already too late to back out. One woman’s in for burglary. Another for homicide. And we all still picked her. Welcome to America’s Loudest Podcast 🇺🇸 👕 Grab Our Shit Perfect for bingo, jail visits, or disappointing...

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 people, we immediately go full brain rot. Grave-robbing psychopaths? Check. Cops turning into frogs? Yep. Federal butthole report? Hell yes. Then it’s open season on hate comments, the bitter trolls finally get their time to shine while we drag their sad little Reddit fing...

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 full Chicken Shit Bingo tangent, and one of the dumbest games we’ve ever played: AI Fart or Real Fart?. Things were said. Lives were changed. Farrell’s Ice Cream may never recover. Welcome to America’s Loudest Podcast. Listener says Lawyer Rick’s voice made them “moist.” No...

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 coffin resurrections to shamans stating the obvious, prison drone surf-and-turf and STD-sounding dinosaurs — nothing in this episode lands clean, and that’s exactly how we like it. Add voicemails, Reddit hate, dog-related bedroom trauma, and the quiet realization that every...