Happy New Year, We’re Still Like This

Are Sex Robots Cheating? | Star Trek Meltdown & SuperBowl Weird Al Style!

Sex robots. Starfleet Academy. Super Bowl commercials. We’re not saying civilization is collapsing… but we’re asking questions. This week we debate: – Where’s the line with AI relationships? – Is modern Star Trek in trouble? – Why do halftime shows feel like music videos now? – And who earned a spot on the “Right Off” board? Strap in.

Trick Talking Valentines

That's right meatheads! It's our own Valentines special and we're out the gate discussing our love of snacks, toys and the FRO list! Join on in and share your own F-Right-Off list candidates!

Still Arguing About Movies in 2026

The crew returns to do what they do best: argue about movies, TV shows, comics, and why everything feels harder than it used to. Mel Brooks, Spaceballs, Ghostbusters, Marvel, X-Men ’97, Wolverine, streaming fatigue, nostalgia bait, and the eternal question of when franchises should just stop. It’s a long, rambling conversation fueled by fandom, frustration, and the inability to leave anything alone. Listener discretion advised: extreme nerd energy.

Now with more snark and less sentiment!

It’s January. Everyone’s tired. Nothing’s fixed. The crew returns from the holidays ranting about flying anxiety, aging bodies, wrestling nostalgia, movies that should’ve quit while they were ahead, and why modern entertainment feels like one long merch table. Add bad food, worse economics, and zero optimism, and you’ve got the perfect start to a brand-new year. Same show. Same energy. No self-improvement.

Happy New Year, We’re Still Like This

A new year begins… and nothing improves. The Trick Talking Meat crew returns from winter break with stories of unclaimed mail disasters, awkward family Christmas moments, and gifts that probably should’ve stayed lost. Along the way, they spiral into Netflix cancellations, Stranger Things theories, weather chaos, holiday decorations that won’t die, and why going full Griswold on your neighbors is always the correct choice. It’s loud, profane, nostalgic, and exactly what you’d expect from people who promised no growth in 2026.