Doing things right is way over-rated.  Fucking shit up is the way of the future.  Who knew that Idiocracy was a documentary?

Another show closer to Jake's impending murder.

Mystery ingredients, black > gay, and  thou shalt not drive slower than the fucking speed limit.

Calling your wife "The Queen Bitch of I Told You So" is perfectly acceptable after she "love taps" your nuts.

Leading the revolution against shitty kids and asshole dogs.

Weddings: A big waste of everybody's time.

Every vote counts as we reach out to the listeners to settle this dispute.

Jake's thug antics lead to a near miss at a themed restaurant and a possibly misleading dinner story. Fortunately, Lara is around to set the record straight.

Jake may spend a little more money than he should, but Lara is a big bully who is mean to the whole world.  Take that, bitch.

This show's topics include, but are not limited to, roofers, garage/estate sales, and a horny ass cat.  Insert the F-word accordingly to comply with Lara's vernacular.

A snake tragedy, a threatened lawsuit, malfunctioning home office equipment, makeshift cat chew toys, and somehow Jake is to blame for it all.

It's been a rocky few months, but we finally pulled out the mics.

Decrepit cat, dumb-ass snake, dead bunnies, and suicidal fish.  It's like the animal channel, only retardeder.

Jake visits church in an inebriated condition and Lara has a semi-broken finger.  In addition, our secret of marital survival: bicker like a motherfucker.

Leigh is back and Lara is disagreeing with Jake....again.  We talk about fucking banks, estranged ex-husbands, weight loss, and some disgusting medical shit.

PMS, OCD, kleptomania, anxiety....holy shit, we are fucked up.

Leigh is in the house, rock on. It's been awhile since our topics have gotten x-rated, but we more than make up for it in this show. Threesomes, double-ended dildos, erotic vampire novels, we've got it all.

Another missed show?  What the fuck?  Lara and Jake really need to learn to handle thier alcohol a bit better.  Either that or quit drinking altogether......ummm....no....that ain't gonna happen.  This week:  crackhead squirrels, our friend David from Myspace, and Jake cheats death.

Bitch, Asshole, .....Pshh.....Ffff......Shhh.....Pfff.

Jake discovers that mixing Vicodin and microbrews leaves him feeling "So Fuckin' Lost."

Jake and Lara discuss their secrets of romance, or lack thereof. 

Reptile geeks hated our very first YouTube contribution, but fuck 'em. They, along with a few others need to be punched in the face. Also, Jake - 1; kitchen sink - 0.

Jake feels like a big man around little rat dogs, and finds a way to answer the age old question, "What do you want for dinner tonight?"

Lara's voice is back to normal, but she was unable to bring herself to have her pre-show libations after last show's incident. We talk about our Halloween props, Lara's hair removal treatment, and how corporal punishment didn't teach us a goddamn thing.

What happens when a borderline midget woman consumes a little too much vodka and Red Bull?  The title says it all.

Is 7-11 food really that bad? Lara thinks so. Jake also shares his feelings about other peoples kids.

The Sex Expo is here. We also talk about the BK Quad challenge, our first Denver apartment, and how our daughter is cuter than yours.

We probably share way too much on this show.

Lara shows just how much she likes squirrels and Jake was supposed to edit something out of the show.

Lara doesn't have a wedding ring, Jake is checking out women at the beauty salon, and The Illusionist may or may not suck.

An introduction to Jake and Lara as they discuss work, Joaquin, squirrels, pussy, and dead pussy.