Episode 2307 - Kid A.G. and Silverback kick it off with "Rampage" Jackson losing his goddamn mind over AI deepfakes: Diddy baby oil slathered all over him, Hitler mustache "Niggler" edits, Donkey Kong in a Princess Peach dress. The man bans people left and right—hilarious as hell, and we can't stop watching.

We slide into the vault with the 2014 Fappening leaks. "Probably illegal to have," but proceed to scroll anyway. Classic GDS.

Politics hits hard: Trump cult brainwashing, Epstein files dropping.

Sobriety reflections, family losses (friend suicide, mentor Alzheimer's, aunt regrets), grandkids future worries, pronoun fatigue, pride nights in sports killing the vibe, feminism over-pushing, bullies building mental toughness. T-ball trophies, no failure prep for real life, Trump as that embarrassing uncle at Thanksgiving. Baseball celebrations creeping from softball girls? Barry Sanders humility vs. Ricky Henderson showboat. Old man phase activated: Get off the lawn, pick battles, focus on solutions.

We end on urgency—loss resets your brain, make time count, bottle emotions like the old days but open up more. Drunk and ridiculous was fun; sober and serious hits different. Zero filter. Classic Goin' Deep—grab tissues (for laughing or crying, your call)

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Episode 2306: Kid and Wally unearths a bag of old flash drives stuffed with Fappening leaks and They swear naked chick cravings never die; God built men for it. Girl-on-girl makeouts get the thumbs-up (double breeding shots) while guy kisses gross everyone out—pure biology, not perversion.

Wally updates the personal front: banging the new girl while legally dumping the ex, dead truck blocking the driveway, pounding beers to cope. His girl accuses him of only wanting to "get drunk and fuck"—Wally owns it as his middle name and fucking job.

They school daughters on reality: guys stay oblivious to unspoken expectations, women assume mind-reading, but even when we know, we might not deliver—deal with it.

Tech ghosting hurts—read receipts but she's active elsewhere? Trade her for another blonde. Kid's sober streak kills his patience: no more "whatever" tolerance for bullshit.

Wally's ex drama goes nuclear: mentally unhinged old lady toddler-melts when he starts talking to her friend a year after the split (started with a drunk "don't talk shit about me" message after she dumped the kids on him).

Ex first says "he's a nice guy, let me think," then explodes in rage

Feminism gets torched: bra-burners fucked housewives wanting to stay home by demanding equality while keeping perks like opened doors and titty-bought drinks.

Trannies slammed as indecisive women who can't pick a sex. Biblical women had no voice, ad agencies pit chicks against each other with makeup wars so they never unite against dudes. Eskimo brothers? Guys shrug; women go full eye-claw psycho.

Sports rant: NFL's endless flags make it unwatchable like basketball; baseball smartly fixed pace, hockey lost the fun fights, football's violence is baked in and can't be softened without killing fans. Local shootings (brothers blasting dad), ICE idiots failing open-book tests and dying dumb (gun in standoff), media distractions from government theft—taxes on everything while Trump's family pockets $1.4B.

Kid A.G. calls Wally a "true American hero" for wanting to burn the Capitol down—January 6th failed by not finishing the job. Dream scenario: Islamic nuke wipes D.C., states rise, destroy Islam's burka slavery (religion, especially Islam, mind-fucks billions; Catholic schoolgirls the dirty-hot exception).

Ends with Wally's dead truck buried in snow, gun stockpile for apocalypse, libtard spotting (600-lb Hello Kitty donut queen), martial law conspiracies called childish, ass-rub proxy requests, and plans for more calls since travel's fucked.

Episode 2305 - Hat Trick, El Pres, and Kid A.G., dive balls-deep into winter shrinkage, menopause gripes, epic boob worship, porn tax paranoia, AI fake-titty debates, first-time fuck stories, and enough cum-shot compilations to make your screen fog up.

The crew kicks off bitching about brutal Michigan cold—shrinkage problems, frozen garage doors, and why bushes are making a comeback for extra warmth (Hat Trick's letting hers grow wild because negative-20 ain't shaving weather).

She drops menopause truth bombs while bragging about her fireman's curved dick hitting all the right spots, why grinding beats bouncing for her, and how she's turned into a cum-glazed legend who saves loads for explosive reunions.

The guys confess their boob obsession—Kid admits dating flat-chested was torture, then maps out bedroom sex angles like a pervert architect, and they roast tiny-tit relationships vs. glorious D-cups. First-time horror stories fly: awkward neighbor bangs, interrupted blowjobs by parents, three-attempt virginity losses, and epic teen horniness.

They pivot to surveillance paranoia—always-listening TVs, targeted ads from casual convos, and porn taxes forcing VPN life. AI gets roasted hard: fake hotties with inconsistent jiggles, deepfake fears, slop music, and whether busty Instagram thirst traps are real or Frankenstein'd.

Hat Trick pushes DP fantasies (double vaginal preferred), cum compilations as quick-nut fuel, and her "golden pussy" legacy—now warning her daughter it's a gift and a curse. Ends with filthy AI-generated songs, butt-check jokes, and merch dreams of titty-star tees dripping in glaze.

Pure unhinged GDS filth—boobs, bush, boners, and big-government dick-measuring.

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