Our Poos Turned Green and That Wasn’t the Worst Part (Vegas changed our DNA)

Circumcision Critisism

Season 1 finale! We wrap up our origin story with the weirdest friendship fallout ever, awkward confessions, Xbox meltdowns, and one man’s extremely strong opinions about circumcisions. Thanks for listening, buds 💕

We Went to Hawaii for Healing But It Got Worse

The girls planned cocktails, sunsets, and closure in Hawaii. Instead we got illness, ex-drama, cursed hotel beds, and the worst holiday of our lives. Grab a drink and suffer with us.

We Went To A Stranger’s Birthday And It Nearly Turned Into A True Crime Documentary

We went to a stranger’s birthday party in New York… and it nearly turned into a true-crime episode. Astoria bar crawls, alleyway romance, creepy encounters, a relapse spiral, a disastrous Philadelphia day trip, and more Mad Donkey chaos. NYC Part Whatever — because this trip refuses to be normal🗽

Our Girls Trip Turned Into Babysitting A Grown Man And His Dad

NYC was supposed to be cocktails, sightseeing, and cute outfits. Instead we babysat a grown man, his blackout dad, and their terrible decisions. Queens laundromats, Mad Donkey peanuts, Times Square drama, a Brooklyn Tinder date chaperone mission, and a missed flight later… we realised this trip was not ours anymore. Part 1 of our New York chaos🍎

Our Poos Turned Green and That Wasn’t the Worst Part (Vegas changed our DNA)

What happens in Vegas was meant to stay in Vegas… but unfortunately, we have a podcast. What began as a responsible airport beer at 6am quickly spiralled into mid-flight hangovers, zero sleep, and the most unhinged week of our lives. Our poos were green. There was blood in vomit. Harley Quinn’s biggest fan stalked Taz across the strip. A man called Cat a Furby then booked a flight to the wrong Melbourne. From start to finish, this trip was absolute carnage. We hit rooftop nude pool parties, dollar-slot “free” drinks, Grand Canyon chaos, terrifying rides over the edge of a skyscraper, Twitch-requested Aussie pub bangers, $500 business-card steak dinners and a ride quite literally called Insanity. Vegas didn’t just test us… it rewired us. And somehow, this was only the beginning of the holiday.