This week’s podcast was halted temporarily when our sound engineer was kidnapped during a Mexican vacation. Were we supposed to pay the two grand to get him back? I don’t know. No habla espanol if you know what I’m... READ MORE

When Matt and I set out to do a podcast because absolutely nobody asked, we figured we’d do two or three before a kindly janitor walked into the room and told us we had to go do something more... READ MORE

On this week’s podcast we were left wondering how awkward it is to go to a Cosby sexual assault victim reunion, how this nation needs to protect its sex workers, and the sadistic passion of dentists. Things more important... READ MORE

We intentionally record The Last Men on Earth podcast in the morning so nobody has a valid reason to be drunk. We just sound that way because we have speech impediments and some mild to moderate encephalitis. I feel... READ MORE

There’s no reason why shitting your pants can’t be a good thing. Remember that feeling as a child, or a really drunk adult? Pack it away in your shame closet, you can’t make it disappear. This week’s Last Men... READ MORE

And my psychic said I’d be dead by episode four. Stupid gypsy. If she curses my penis off, I’ll be pissed, but ultimately lead a more serene life. The next episode of our weekly podcast The Last Men on... READ MORE