Robb and Josh return from their Outer Banks boys’ weekend with tales of THC beverages, Coyote vs. Acme, two closed restaurants, and enough X-Men coin-pusher time to qualify as a residency. Mike investigates whether the wives were truly invited, whether Robb and Josh can survive breakfast together, and whether an arcade watch gets more valuable when it costs $104 to win. Michael makes Dad proud in the football broadcast booth—then his school hangs 60 points on the visitors before halftime and the other team declines to return. A TikTok sage explains that deodorant and cologne are why men can’t “pull baddies,” leading the guys to recommend the irresistible musk of Costco onions instead. Add ugly-pants choreography, vintage hot-dog manufacturing, dueling organists, and an NFL player who finally says what he thinks, and the show smells like a winner.

Enjoy the long weekend with Your Daddio on the Raddio and fantastic stacks of wax that actually mean a lot. Turn it up.

New show. Same friends. Strong opinions about pizza. Robb and Josh kick off Still Talkin’ with a celebration of the Founders who made it possible—and a $74 pizza lunch Josh can’t let go. From questionable “best pizza” bragging rights to favorite local slices, the conversation becomes a full-blown debate about what makes a pizza worth the price. Plus: Robb’s lifelong obsession with radio jingles, Josh’s questionable AI-generated theme songs, detention memories, unusual Oreo flavors, and the growing headache of streaming subscriptions. It’s the first official episode, and the rabbit holes are already open for business.

Mike and Robb put the Looney Tunes on trial, Dennis weighs in from the chat (eventually), and Robb delivers a rave review of Coyote vs. Acme. Mike’s algorithm has decided he’s elderly, so naturally we conduct a deeply dignified investigation into dry mouth, foot scrubbing, and the undercarriage. Ariana Grande acquires an imaginary big sister named Ariana Venti, while Josh’s improv skills receive an unscheduled performance review. The Cat in the Hat becomes a local-news emergency, and the guys wonder whether the coverage is scarier than the meme. Plus, yesterday’s bird-feeding showdown leaves a mysterious funk in Mike’s car—and the floor mats may need more help than his wounded pride.

Mike’s peaceful Burger King lunch becomes a four-act Florida epic when he feeds French fries to an ibis and a self-appointed bird marshal orders him to stop. Words fly, cars lurch, “fat boy” enters the chat, and Mike discovers his best comeback to a personal insult is apparently “nice car.” Robb and Josh prepare for an Outer Banks weekend together, test Tesla’s ASS mode, and reassure everyone that Still Talkin’ chemistry can survive a shared vacation. The crew revisits David Letterman and Zsa Zsa Gabor eating their way through Los Angeles, then samples Lewis Black’s war on Junior Mints. Add Botoxed beauty camels, Ted Lasso deodorant, a romantically adventurous vacuum cleaner, and a Sarasota alligator, and today’s show is strictly for the birds.

Mike opens the week by admiring how hard Robb and Josh are working on Still Talkin’—while reminding everyone that he is retiring, not dead—and begins plotting a short-form interview show of his own. A few algorithm videos send him on a luxury ice-cream mission, where Tillamook disappoints, Jeni’s disappears, and “old man flavors” receive the serious cultural analysis they deserve. A neighborhood debit-card rescue turns Mike into a good Samaritan, right up until the chat room appoints a new Captain Asshole. Then the boys enter the booming world of online camel sales, where 3,300 listings, million-dollar beauty camels, camel milk, and one- versus two-hump economics make Facebook Marketplace look understocked. Add Lionel Messi’s not-quite-retirement, Celebrity Jeopardy! confusion, and Jon Lovitz still landing the punchline, and this episode leaves plenty of tracks.

Dolly Rebecca Parton

January 19, 1946

August 25, 2026

May She Rest in Peace.

It's a special JAR episode, and Robb opens Founder’s Day with dilated pupils, candy-coated cataracts, and a medical plan whose best feature is “insurance might actually pay for it.” Josh and Robb officially welcome the founding members of Still Talkin'—no final G, no time for it—complete with vault access, future swag, and a Hall of Fame probably not carved into the Kennedy Center. Their Labor Day couples trip to the Outer Banks becomes a preview of friendship, podcasting, and the dangerous possibility of jointly owning a hot tub with siblings. Robb then discovers the only surviving film of his grandfather, duckpin champion William “Big Daddy” Stalkup, who looked magnificent and apparently hated every non-regulation frame of it. Finally, a golf brand's horror-themed driver ad lands in the rough so badly that even the apology needs an apology.