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By the time you hear this, it's no longer Father's Day. Which is where your hosts are at the time they recorded this - one of them with one, the other with the other. It's a family thing. As such, we're kicking it back a couple of years. With Your Friend Frosty having finally (and very late) gotten around to getting obsessed with Season Two of Hazbin Hotel, and the third season on the way, it's time for your bartender Mike Whiskey to be beaten over the head with the painful theories and blather that Frosty has been building up for the last two weeks. In the meantime, we're kicking it back to 2023 when he went over Hazbin Hotel before it even arrived. Enjoy! The madness starts here.

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Ever sat around and thought to yourself, "Wow, things are just going too well for me, if only there were ways for me to stop being productive and happy and go, well, backwards in time and productivity." Well, this episode is for you, then. From those ridiculously huge televisions that you have to get up and cross a room to change the channel (those exist, we swear) to typewriters (someone thought they were a good idea?), to a very questionable moral suggestion (made by...your bartender Mike Whiskey???), it's all here, for you to mock. Also, Spotify chapter titles, summer updates, and Your Friend Frosty's inability to take a hint - or a joke. Enjoy!

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When I say "after dark", do not conjure up images of sexy stories and alluring talk. This is not that kind of podcast. May we suggest that instead you lower all expectations and travel back to the 90s where something ridiculous happened when you got bored, sat back, and stopped touching the keyboard? Your Friend Frosty, after your bartender Mike Whiskey gets super "nauti" and reads your answers to the maritime-themed Whiskey Asks question, decides to torment the audience (and his cohost) with a song and dance - and also a lot of pixelated weirdness that could only be found on a show like this. You've been warned.

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The great metaphorical mailbag has returned and a few letters fell out. And of course, being a mail carrier himself, Your Friend Frosty has feelings about that. Mostly, "oh, crud, hope no one saw that." But then again, the point of a mailbag episode is to actually read those letters, so you see where we're going with this. An update on Circus Kirkus is included, and also a lot of ridiculous answers to ridiculous questions (who are you people???), but if you'd like your question answered, feel free to drop us an email at whiskeyandfrosty@yahoo.com. You just might surprise your hosts.

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Seven years ago, the madness began. Hughie, Butcher, Homelander, The Deep, all of them jumped onto our screens and left us emotionally and mentally scarred - and we thank them for it all. Well, Your Friend Frosty does, anyway. Your bartender Mike Whiskey kept away. And now that the show has finally ended, now that the satirical dark superhero series known as The Boys has finally ended and we can all emerge from our bunkers, it's time to send it off in style - with a meanspirited game dedicated to completely ruining the concept of being a superhero for everyone involved. So, pretty apt. Also, sparring trees, airships equipped with meat grinders, and Whiskey says something in appropriate. Again.

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Summer is on the way. Sunshine, cool breeze, tourists, the whole enchilada. Unfortunately, that enchilada has Your Friend Frosty a little worried - swimsuit season is around the corner and he's going to have to rely on his personality this year. Never fear, your bartender Mike Whiskey has the secret: eat copious amounts of meat! Also, maybe ice cream, some vinegar, and a tapeworm or two. Yes, really. As we crack open the wacky world of fad diets, we take a minute to mourn the loss of a small furry friend of Frosty's, grumble about a pesky save file, and to shake our fist angrily at rich celebrities (you'll see). Now, did someone say something about an enchilada?

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Here we are, standing on the edge of the precipice between sanity and madness. And all that it takes to plummet screaming over the edge is this episode. Well, you knew what you were getting into just by listening to this show. With Your Friend Frosty recovering from a terrible personal loss (no joke, we'll tell you more later) and your bartender Mike Whiskey spending time with dear sweet Mama Whiskey (because they actually have a healthy relationship), the podcast is taking this week off. So we're throwing it back to the year 2024 (and in some strange way, the year 1994) when pixelated lions, exploding insects, 16-bit monkeys, and monkeys of a certain hue cursed us all and ruined our day as we discuss The Lion King - The Video Game, something which lives in infamy and misery to this day. It's the Rewind. We'll be back when it's over.

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Robare is...still here. Oh well, better take advantage of the situation and declare a Threeway! Er...a three-way multi-round session of Hypothetically Speaking, Of Course! Yes, that's what we meant. Robare is here for the asking, and all of your hosts are in the hot seat. Star Fox flies by, someone's crying in the shower, and then it gets weird. Fame. Money! Whiskey in a speedo? Animated movies about singing animals? Is this even the right show? Yes. Yes it is.