Yo, Pool House squad, buckle up for The Cooter Cold War—the most unhinged episode of The Pool House with Alex and Kelsey yet! It’s us, Alex (rocking a fresh, non-emo brown hair vibe) and Kelsey (battling couch dogs and flower budgets), serving up comedy podcast gold. We’re spilling tea on everything—Mother’s Day nightclub chaos (shoutout to the Latinas stealing the show), Kanye’s Nazi spiral, and Trump’s alleged diaper disasters (yep, we’re going there). Plus, we get real about life’s heavy hits—grief, boundaries, and feeling like an egg ready to crack. From Bonnie Blue’s thousand-man saga to Jordan Peterson’s trans tantrums, we’re ranting, laughing, and crying (almost) through it all. This ain’t just a podcast; it’s a raw, hilarious rollercoaster of 2025’s wildest takes. Subscribe, vibe with us, and join the Pool House fam for more unfiltered comedy, pop culture shade, and human-as-hell moments.

Buckle up, you glorious weirdos, for another unhinged dive into The Pool House with Alex and Kelsey! We’re serving piping-hot 2025 tea, starting with Honey Boo Boo’s Lifetime biopic that’s got us shook—Alana Thompson spilling her truth while we clutch our pearls over Mama June’s money-grubbing past. Then, we channel our inner Trump (because who else?) to drop his Kisses and Tears folk album, a Bob Dylan knockoff so bad it’s got Melania ghosting harder than a Tinder match. Gen Z? Oh, they’re catching strays—think felony-charged cruise ship teens beating up old folks and kids clocking out of school for nail appointments. We’re screaming, “Where’s the sandal-slapping tiger mom when you need her?!” Pour one out for Jiggly Caliente, our forever-21 queen, with a tribute that’ll make you laugh and cry. And yeah, we go there: microplastics in our balls, teachers fingering jean holes (yep, it’s a vaginus-level scandal), and a heated debate on whether balls smell like microwaved bagels. It’s trauma, it’s chaos, it’s us ranting about everything from 9/11 pledge trauma to Obama’s paddle-wielding justice. Join us for a fever dream of laughs, shade, and straight-up madness.