Gunter opens by wondering what Marshall would do if he got pulled over in Oliver Springs—home of what Marshall insists are aggressive speed traps. While Gunter casually eats chocolate on mic, they discover a rare point of agreement: neither of them likes coconut. Marshall drops an unsolicited health PSA that popcorn is bad for diverticulitis… then immediately admits they both love popcorn anyway.

The intended topic is Marshall’s experience shopping for his bougie-mobile, but Gunter explains just how miserable shopping for anything with Marshall truly is. That quickly turns into Marshall calling out Gunter for clothes and purses scattered everywhere, followed by another reminder that most of his wardrobe predates multiple presidential administrations.

Back to the car drama: Marshall makes sure everyone knows Gunter picked up the Porsche on his birthday—so naturally, he’ll be getting the next car on his birthday. This leads to their newest plan: participating in the Volvo Overseas Delivery Program. Shockingly, Marshall nearly admits he doesn’t hate driving Gunter’s Porsche.

Now fully committed to a Nordic adventure in 2026, Marshall shares some of the best business billboards he’s ever seen—and closes things out by calling everyone out for misusing English, because it wouldn’t be a real episode otherwise.

Speed traps, snacks, Scandinavian schemes, and grammatical judgment—classic Northern Aggression.

Marshall and Gunter sit down after watching a movie—and in a shocking twist absolutely no one saw coming, Marshall hated everything about it. Gunter decides it’s probably for the best that Marshall didn’t read the book this time, too.

Somewhere along the way, Marshall reveals how he thought bologna was sliced and packaged for grocery stores, a theory Gunter finds completely preposterous. Things only get worse when we learn Marshall has never eaten fried bologna, which raises several new questions about his life choices.

It’s movie disappointment, deli meat confusion, and bonus-episode chaos—exactly as intended.

The Christmas bonus episode kicks off the only way it can—with yet another Gunter accident calamity. Was that supposed to be the entire episode? Maybe. But since when have Marshall and Gunter ever followed a plan?

From there, the conversation drifts into some of Marshall’s favorite Christmas things, with the usual tangents, commentary, and mild chaos along the way. Eventually, they do manage to pull it together long enough to wish you a happy holiday season.

It’s festive, it’s unstructured, and it’s exactly the kind of holiday nonsense you’ve come to expect. 🎄

Marshall takes a trip down memory lane to his public speaking class—because apparently that’s where this all started. He follows it up with a roast of Gunter’s family grocery store for not being unionized… all three employees of it. Truly a labor movement in miniature.

Things then take a wildly off-course detour through Petros, Tennessee, where Marshall tries (and fails) to provide the facts. Gunter delivers constant corrections to his account while Marshall insists that everyone should just know their cardinal directions. Gunter disagrees, obviously.

After ranting about how Gunter explains small-town geography (“you turn at the Dollar General, Marshall!”), he attempts to describe a mysterious moving ‘vehicle’ they saw along the way. Let’s just say the suburbanite in him was not prepared.

Directionally confused and delightfully off-topic—this episode has it all.

Gunter kicks off the episode with a callback to the infamous Penises and Popsicles episode—but this time she’s bringing a new workplace theory to the table. Apparently, we now know why some men walk funny… and yes, it’s related to the Big Feet Theory. Marshall isn’t buying it, of course, and a heated debate follows.

Marshall proudly references past episodes (his favorite pastime) and sprinkles in puns like seasoning. With the Diddy trial in the headlines, they dive into a very Northern Aggression-style discussion of what legally constitutes sex trafficking. Marshall’s legal advice? “Buy dinner first.”

Naturally, Marshall goes off about how language constantly changes to make people feel better. BMI comes up, but not in the way you’d expect, and Marshall tosses out some random historical facts while mid-rant—as one does.

In a moment of accidental honesty, Marshall admits he knows way more about 90 Day Fiancé than he should. Then we’re back on a cruise ship, where Marshall just can’t handle how people use elevators.

And of course, no episode is complete without a final rage spiral: this time, it’s about people not knowing English.

It’s legal drama, elevator etiquette, and linguistic meltdowns—just another ride through Marshall’s brain.

Gunter kicks things off by accusing Marshall of having way too much energy—especially for someone who records while pacing like a caged tiger. We learn that yes, Marshall moves around a lot while recording, and yes, he also does an alarming amount of math in his head. He doesn’t deny it.

Marshall decides today’s focus is pop culture, which of course means chaos. He kicks things off with Prince Harry and Meghan Markle and immediately tries to put words in Gunter’s mouth. She vehemently denies it, and eventually, Marshall admits she never actually said that (shocking development).

Gunter worries that if anyone ever really listens to this podcast, Marshall’s going to get them canceled. Then he shifts gears and unveils his age gap dating formula—complete with math—and applies it to Bill Belichick and his girlfriend. Gunter questions what they could possibly talk about. Fair.

And somehow, Henry VIII gets dragged into this, too. As do baseball pants, basketball shorts, and the general state of sports apparel.

It’s math, monarchy, and fashion chaos—just another day on Northern Aggression.

Marshall has a question for Gunter: are all Southern siblings this messed up? Unfortunately, Gunter’s an only child, so no real data there. Marshall doesn’t understand why people call their sisters “sissy,” and Gunter can’t really help. We also learn Gunter has weird names for her parents, which only adds to Marshall’s confusion.

Marshall launches into a theory on why millennials have no money and rants about pretension (again). Gunter thinks Marshall doesn’t fully grasp how people really view finances. Marshall provides a breaking update: Wilford Brimley has passed (spoiler alert—it’s not new).

We get a passionate monologue about how Marshall prefers his hands dried with a towel, not air. This ties back—somehow—to Gunter’s fancy new bidet toilet. Marshall also announces he struggles spelling in both French and German, then explains the Turing Test to Gunter just to make sure she’s not an AI. Speaking of which—Marshall hates AI.

There’s even a power outage during recording (don’t worry, they keep going). Car comparisons come back, including a fresh round of test drive reviews. Marshall revisits his deep-seated hatred for Magic Eye posters and shares his not-so-glowing opinion of Thinking, Fast and Slow.

It’s a long one. And yes, it’s all over the place. Just how you like it.

Marshall kicks things off with an existential rant: Why is it called a pair of pants?! It quickly spirals into a broader tirade about language quirks and the injustice of adverbs. Naturally.

Gunter's surprising avian knowledge somehow inspires her to want to visit violence on Marshall. Things only escalate from there with a heated (but possibly unproductive) discussion about animal cruelty vs. murder. Marshall manages to take a shot at the Welsh (again), proving no episode is safe from his international grievances.

The next rage target? Lip fillers. Marshall demands to know if lips with fillers have ever busted open, because… of course he does. That launches a debate over whether or not Gunter has had a nose job (spoiler: unconfirmed), and then—because why not—suddenly we’re talking about hot dogs.

Marshall compares lip filler to hot dogs in a way that can’t be unseen. And yes, he also makes fun of the time Gunter’s Botox paralyzed her lip.

There's even somehow a fairly rational discussion of gender dysphoria.

From pants to birds to busted lips to processed meats, it’s an aggressively confusing ride—as usual.