This week on the Frotcast, all work and no play make Pikey a dull boy. We watched Hotel Coolgardie, so consider our annual sexual harassment training completed! Except for Matt, who’s not here. Matt, please email HR to schedule a make-up session, and please refrain from mentioning anilingus.

But first, the thing you all listen to The Frotcast for, THE NEWS. In State College, PA, first he got the money, then he got the bussy…in prison. The fraternity member known as “Pablo Pledgecobar” was arrested for possession of cocaine and other various drugs. This has gotta be the biggest scandal in Penn State history!

In other pedophilia news, an elected official in Florida, who notably voted for a bill proposing the death penalty for pedophiles, was arrested for allegedly molesting his five-year-old grandson. Look out for our official Frotcast “Hang your local ‘hang your local pedophile’ shirt guy” shirts, coming soon. It’s almost as if these bizarre fixations provide some sort of window into the psyche of elected officials!

We then discuss Hotel Coolgardie, or as I like to call it, Hotel NOT Cool-gardie, on accounta all the crude behavior these girls had to put up with! It’s a documentary about two Finnish women who take temporary work as bartenders in order to earn enough money to get back home. Unfortunately, said bar is in a remote mining community in Australia, and its customers are exclusively members of a remote mining community in Australia. Cultures collide as the reserved Scandinavians are continually offended by the behavior of black-lunged Antipodean dudes hopped up on Foster’s and goon. Oh well, they’ll always have the memories and the loss of most of their eyesight to look back on.

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Zooby Zooby Backlash

Where’s Harry Crane? Who cares? There’s a new episode of the podcast. Comedian, co-host of the Oh Hell Yeah podcast, handsome iconoclast, and MYAM producer, Brent Flyberg, returns to talk to Matt & Vince about part two of Mad Men’s season five premiere, “A Little Kiss.”

The whole office is still talking about Don’s birthday party, and it did have the effect Megan intended (“everyone is going to go home and have sex.”) for at least one department head, but no one wants to hear about that. 

Joan visits the office, Don & Megan leave early to have some very weird sex, Pete upgrades his workspace, and Lane is a horny little freak with money problems. Should be relatable for most of our listeners. 

Are you more of a virgin Lane or a Chad Don? Tell us in a five-star review on Apple Podcasts. 

Email us at frotcast@gmail.com; leave us a voicemail at 415-275-0030.

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What’s up nerds, Brendan and Matt are back without Vince, so we proceed to take full advantage of the opportunity to say awful things about Italians. Matt points out what an amazing and handsome job Brendan did with the solo show last week.

Next up, Lights, Camera, Buzz! Get ready for your daily dose of glitz, gossip, and all things Hollywood! From the hottest celebrity headlines to the latest movie magic, red-carpet moments, and can’t-miss entertainment scoops, Matt Lieb brings you the stories everyone’s talking about. It’s fun, it’s fabulous, and just a little bit extra—because why be in the know when you can be in the glow?

OK, I gotta come clean, I was trying to write a shitty blurb for the new bit, so I asked ChatGPT and boyyyyy did it deliver. I guess we found a good use for it after all! 

Next, Donald Trump snuck off new Air Force One in a catering cart due to a safety threat, and left Marco Rubio plus a bunch of reporters on the plane. He really has to stop getting us to like him so much. 

Finally, we saw The Backrooms. We didn’t get it. Solid B+.

What say you, frot fans? Would you pay a few bucks extra for another solo show? Sound off in the comments!

Here is the Lieb/Goose fight poster, via valued listener Mitch:

Birthday Zou Bisou Bisou Blues

Surprise! The fifth season of Mad Yourself a Man begins now! We’ve invited Harry Crane into your home to celebrate. You like that right? Matt & Vince also invited comedian, co-host of the Oh Hell Yeah podcast, muscular genius, and MYAM producer, Brent Flyberg, to talk about part one of Mad Men’s season five premiere, “A Little Kiss.”

To celebrate Don’s 40th birthday, Megan invites all Don’s coworkers and acquaintances into his home to surprise him with a party. She thinks he will enjoy this, because she possesses a level of confidence only attained by the supernaturally beautiful. It’s the same kind of confidence that would lead someone to sing a sexy little rendition of “Zou Bissou Bissou” for her husband in front of all his officemates. After Megan’s performance, Roger gives a toast that implies he wants to have sex with Don’s wife, which was the highest compliment you could give a man in 1966.

Would you have gone home and had sex after that party? Tell us how in a five-star review on Apple Podcasts. 

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 (Me talking into the microphone by myself, record scratch sound effect)

Yup, that’s me. I bet you’re wondering how I got here. Well, it was a warm day in Hampton, Virginia and my mom forgot her diaphragm. That’s what I was told on my 16th birthday, at least. Anyway, Vince is in Ireland and Matt is in Parts Unknown, but we didn’t want to let you guys down so we’re gonna switch things up and do a solo frot. 

It’s also a great excuse for me to go through my email inbox and respond to the emails I’ve been ignoring. Sorry guys. There’s lots of great stuff to get through, such as Trump’s toenails, Juggalos, and a sitcom starring Hitler. 

But first, Aaron Rodgers picks up the flag on behalf of the worst guys in America and starts asking the hard questions about why ESPN isn’t covering the Fauci trial (???). It’s as dumb as it sounds. He was cooking on the Vrabel/Russini thing though.

We put this together last-minute and there were only a few hours between asking for questions and recording, so if we get enough questions I will do a follow-up episode.

We do have one serious email about mental health and suicide, so feel free to skip that one if you’re not feeling up to it. Call 988 if you’re considering suicide, and remember that you matter.

Here are the links from today’s ‘sode:

Heil Honey, I’m Home: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZbaFN-n5Zc

Y2K Gathering: https://x.com/i/status/2079206603023077878

Hey all,

Mad Yourself A Man season 5 will post episode 501 Friday of next week! Apologies for the delay. We had a very busy summer that took us in all different directions plus a lot of family stuff. But we are now back in production with season 5 of Mad Men, a few episodes in the can and a bunch of recording dates scheduled.

In the meantime, here are all the Draper D-Stories from seasons 1-4 of Mad Yourself A Man. Every song all in one place!

See you all next week!

-Matt and Vince

Sorry it took so long for us to do an Odyssey episode, we kept getting derailed by women stuck in washing machines on the way back from the theater. Has woke DEI casting caused these particular walls of Troy to crumble? Does this movie fall prey to the Scylla of no ADR or the Charybdis of “people who aren’t western European brazenly portraying ancient southeastern Europeans”? Tune into Elon Musk’s deranged posting to find out.

Before we discuss that though, Matt’s wife uses her Circe-like abilities to transform good ol’ fashioned hating on the reigning World Cup champs Argentina into a political viewpoint. Matt tries to defend her, but it goes about as well as the Argentines defending their World Cup title [REMEMBER TO DELETE FALKLANDS JOKE HERE]. Anyway, we all come away with the valuable lesson that politics and sports don’t mix, because people who follow politics closely are insane and annoying. 

We’re also kinda on the island of giants because Matt and Brendan are very tall. Hoo boy. This one’s getting tough. We uhhh talk about Timothee Chalamet because uhhh…he’s uhhh…OUR MUSE!!! Yeah. Nice. Good one. Sick.

Anyway, all that aside, we did see The Odyssey and it fucking whips. Matt Damon plays Odysseyus as brave but haunted by the decisions that have led so many of his men to their deaths. To be fair, he did some really stupid shit, but he’s great at it. Anne Hathaway, Robert Pattinson, and Himesh Patel are outstanding in their supporting roles, and Christopher Nolan puts on a clinic in economical filmmaking. Run, don’t walk, unless you too are offended by whatever dumb astroturfed bullshit you’re swallowing these days. You can probably just stream the boring-ass Armie Hammer movie again instead.

(Matt when he's so horny that he gets mad)

This week on the Frotcast, returning bald man Justin Halpern (Cougartown, Harley Quinn, Abbott Elementary) joins us to talk about his latest book Get Lost. For his fourth release, he’s going in a different direction by writing a novel, which is about…dads and baseball. It’s probably about a whole lot more than that to be fair, but we completely derail the conversation with some Godforsaken California Town chat. Sorry to any listeners for whom this is niche to the point of meaninglessness. Just remember the important part: Clovis is the Paris of the Central Valley, not to be confused with the Paris of the Inland Empire, which is Perris.

Justin also casually drops that he was on the Bert Kreischer podcast (shirt on), then even more casually drops that he was on Joe Rogan (unclear if shirt on), whereupon he shares with us some delightful details of the Joe Rogan Experience experience. Spoiler: he took DMT and saw a vision of Papa Roach playing the Sleep Train Amphitheater in Chula Vista.

Raise a glass, with your pinky up of course, for our favorite southern dandy Lindsey Graham. That’s right, Lady G, the ladybug himself, kicked the bucket, in a watershed day for gay sex workers along the Eastern Seaboard who enjoy posting online. We solemnly and respectfully remember a revered American statesman who worked tirelessly to strip the rights away from everyone except white straight men and rally support for completely unjustified foreign wars. We may not have always agreed with him, but what’s a little quibble on whether or not to murder thousands of people between pals?

Finally, we watched The Furious. There’s lots of ass whooping, which whoops ass. Ass is whooped, then it’s whooped some more. Then a nerdy dude who you think is about to get his ass whooped turns out to be a complete ass whooper, and he then proceeds to whoop hella ass. It whooped ass. Solid B+.

In Brief: We watched 'Obsession!' Plus, joining the dead-dad club, Trump re-blockading the Strait of Hormuz blockade, Mitch McConnell joins live for 20 minutes, and the World Cup.

In Detail:

Welcome to A Very Special Frotcast. Vince’s dad sadly passed away this week, so Vince and the fellas reminisce about the man himself. Did he get to honk a boob before he shuffled off his mortal coil? You betcha. What higher compliment can you give a man than to say he died as he lived, watching The Big Bang Theory. 

Also dead, the Iran cease fire agreement. The blockade we were blockading was previously un-blockaded but is now being re-blockaded. So the deal is off, after previously being on and off, prior to it also being on and then off. I’m starting to think this Donald Trump guy isn’t totally forthcoming in his communications!

Not dead, however (maybe), is Schrodinger’s Wildcat, Kentucky’s own Mitch McConnell. He’s in the hospital after a reported cardiac arrest at his home. Fortunately, the GOP is on the case; they’ve all apparently spoken with him in suspiciously consistent 20-minute blocks of time, but his comms team is being cagey about his current condition. Fortunately we’ve secured an exclusive interview with him, where he opens up to us about life, love, loss, and Andy Dufresne.

Next up, the lads talk World Cup. Cheers for Egypt-Argentina, jeers for Switzerland-Colombia. Apparently the Swiss and Colombians watched the wall-to-wall action that was Egypt-Argentina and said “fuck that noise”. What proceeded was what can only be described as a home run derby with soccer balls. And did they ever send ‘em to the upper deck! This was a crime against fútbol and we will be boycotting the sport for four years, starting after this tournament.

Finally, this week we watched the new obsession everyone’s obsessing over, Obsession. It really brought Matt back to the days of having an unhealthy relationship with a different person that is not his current wife. Vince wanted to see the protagonist act more assertively due to no longer having a strong male figure in his life, but Matt and Brendan thought it was one of the best horror movies to come out recently. Run, don’t walk, to go see this B+ of a movie. 

This week: the gang reviews Elon Musk's favorite film, Citizen Vigilante a lazily made, even-more-fascist ripoff of Death Wish, directed by Uwe Boll.

Welcome back to the Frotcast, it’s 2026 and people can’t stop getting stuck in washing machines. Do you know where your stepchildren are?

We start things off by talking about how Transitional Kindergarten (TK) is an op that didn’t exist before 2017. Back in my day we had regular kindergarten, and we didn’t get measles! And we liked it! You kids these days, dying of preventable diseases…

Mother Jones reports whimsically from the Great American State Fair, which of course is taking place in the great state Federal Administrative District of Columbia. DC: STATEHOODMOGGED. Come to learn about the $22 burgers, stay to laugh at Matt paying $30 for a pulled pork sandwich at the mall in LA.

Naturally, this leaves us with some questions: does the Fair have representation in Congress? What does it say about the State of America? Great? No funnel cake? What the fuck? Step right up and get stuck in a washing machine in all 50 states!

Finally,  we watched Uwe Boll’s masterpiece (please don’t beat us up Herr Boll) Citizen Vigilante. What else can we say except this is a Dumb Guy Magnum Opus. It teaches us that revenge is a dish best served incoherent and in ways that may not be sympathetic to you, the protagonist of life. Armie Hammer makes his triumphant return to the silver screen, and let’s just say he’s not beating the “sex creep with cannibalism fantasies” charges. Solid B+, could have used more washing machines.

This week's interview is with Paul Fischer, author of The Last Kings of Hollywood, Coppola, Lucas, Spielberg―and the Battle for the Soul of American Cinema, which could not possibly be more relevant to the current state of the film industry, and not just because there's a new Spielberg movie out and Marcia Lucas just died.

With Zoomer (Gen Alpha?) filmmakers breaking out (Obsession, Backrooms) while The Mandalorian and Supergirl flop bigly, there are signs that the paradigm has shifted. This, mind you, is not unprecedented. People thought the movie business was dead in the 1950s and 1960s as well, until some filmmakers changed film executives' ideas about what they thought they could sell. In this bonus interview, I talk to Paul about the modern parallels to the early seventies, the difference between how Coppola, Spielberg, Lucas thought about directing, and the story of Melissa Mathison, who went from Coppola's friend's babysitter to his mistress to one Spielberg's most important collaborators (writer of the best of his alien trilogy, ET). Good chat! Hope you like it!

Some other books I drew from and may have referenced:

The Friedkin Connection: A Memoir, You'll Never Eat Lunch in This Town Again, The Friday Afternoon Club: A Memoir, Adventures in the Screen Trade, and Pictures at a Revolution.

In brief: Toy Story 5, what to do when your dad almost dies on Father’s Day, debating Jonah Platt’s claim to be “the number one Jewish podcast,” and Brendan takes on Donald Trump’s reflecting pool debacle from a pool man’s perspective.

(the picture that got us scolded at the Century City Mall).

You’ve been hit by (clap clap), you’ve been struck by, a bad episode!

OK, maybe it’s not all bad, but you can't deny that it has the right number of syllables. Ball don't lie. Gen Alpha has discovered Michael Jackson (likely due to the recent biopic [LISTEN TO THE FROTCAST]), and we can confidently state that cancel culture is over. They can separate the art from the rapist.

Matt and Vince went to a mall together and got hassled by a Blart about defiling a prominent podcaster’s advertisement. Ooh, right in the face-ussy. Is Jonah Platt actually the world's number one Jewish podcast? How many other podcasts must you disqualify, and how many additional qualifications would it take to make this statement true?

Next up, it’s pool talk. Can Brendan become the next Charlie Kirk by saving the reflecting pool from the infernal algae bloom? Does Donald Trump go boo boo at the G7?

Finally, Matt and Vince saw Toy Story 5: All These Kids And Their Dang Screens, separately, and also saw each other, in person. We take a moment to reflect on aging while doing the exact same podcast, and reflect on all the dead homies we lost along the way, from Ben to original recipe Four Loko. (Bret is confirmed alive, but living in an undisclosed location, surviving on undisclosed food stuffs).

Thank you for sticking with us all these years, you all are the algae blooms on the improperly-applied pool coatings of our hearts. (No refunds).

In short: Matt returns from Jordan, we break down UFC Freedumb 250, and review 'Sorcerer' (1977).

In long: The Frotcast is back, and this time we have a Matt! Lieb! We start things off with a little bit of scat play, which I assume is the proper term for a riff with the homies based on the song “Scatman” by Scatman John. I will not be googling this, though you should feel free to, preferably in a public place so as to spread as much knowledge as possible. You ever think about what a Scatman John biopic would be like? I think it might go, a little something, like this…

Matt went to Jordan, he’s gonna be in a movie or some shit. We enviously ask him what it was like to go to a non-third world country. He’s also in the gay mafia now, and boy does he have the catchphrase to prove it.

Next, we talk about the UFC fight to celebrate Trump’s birthday Flag Day The 250th birthday of America, which happens several weeks from now. Birthday month!!!! It was a perfect distillation of our Incredibly Stupid Moment, which was prophetically foretold by Matt Christman nearly a decade ago. On Saturday there were motocross jumps on the front lawn, and on Sunday there was a large hirsute man wearing a stars and stripes do-rag accusing Michelle Obama of being a man. Christmanthought: VALIDATED

In keeping with our summer of cinematic Butlerian Jihad, Vince and I watched Sorcerer (1977), starring Roy Scheider and directed by William Friedkin. Let’s just say these two really put a “spell” on us. Not Matt though, he didn’t watch it. I guess he doesn’t have to since he’s going to be starring in movies of his own now. Must be nice. Actually, must be terrible to not partake in the feast for the eyes that is Sorcerer. This is 70s filmmaking in all its grimy, sweating-through-your-shirt glory. Eat shit Matt! Solid B+.

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Matt is hanging out with some guy named Amman Jordan (I think my buddy Josh knows him), so Frot Favorite Laremy Tunsil Legel joins us again to talk about some wild shit Joe Sinclitico said in 2014. From there, we have a wide-ranging discussion about topics such as the Libertarian to SovCit pipeline, a smokin’ deal if you’re into cuckoldry, googling when a good time to die is, and finally, Laremy’s ground-breaking dating app idea, the one where you get matched with only one person a month. “Perfect Strangers”, maybe? We’re still spitballing.

Next, we do a sportsball, discussing the Knicks' epic comeback against the Spurs in the NBA Finals. How should a true hater see these finals? Does a Knicks victory mean having to listen to “Empire State of Mind” until you jam a screwdriver through your eardrums? How the hell is it fair that the Spurs have a generational talent again? Is Wemby cool, or is he just French? Most importantly, what was up with Tay Tay and the Haims’ custom pun shirts? Knickelback, I see what you did there, the famous New York band that does songs about slam dunking the basketball, ha ha.

For this week’s episode, we watched the Spielberg alien movie. That’s right folks, we’re talking Close Encounters of the Third Kind! Let’s hope Vince doesn’t read this because I’m ready to declare a cinematic Butlerian Jihad and only watch movies from the 1970s from now on. Back when everyone’s house was disgusting and dirt looked like dirt. Seriously, how is it that even dirt looks too smooth after CGI is done with it? ANSWER ME THAT, ZACK SNYDER! Vince would also like to bring back actresses going braless, due to not being a true cineaste like his co-hosts. Anyway, it looks great, they don’t make them like they used to, the storm effects provide an interesting cloud for us to yell at, pass me the garden hose so I can take a drink, solid B+.

Any Top Chef fans on the Frotcast feed? I'm redacting spoilers for one more day before we soak up that sweet SEO. In the meantime, catch up on the show before you listen to this one if you don't want to hear the winner spoiled.

That being said, it's an interview! With the winner! Of Top Chef Carolinas! He (or she) reveals all the secrets behind the show, included which contestant was the weirdest, which chefs were secretly boning, the shocking moments that didn't make the show, the infamous Bell's Palsy episode, Tom Colicchio's desert island discs and much, much more. (My lawyer has advised me to explain that we may or may not have actually covered some of these topics in the interview).

Enjoy! Back with a regular episode later this week.

Welcome back to the Frotcast, this week it’s that one Brazilian guy’s dream, Matt’s not here. Our returning guest Sean Keane joins us to immediately come up with the perfect name for our recurring miniseries on Der Furhrer, Springtime for Hitlers. We experience deep shame for not having thought of that first.

For our final installment [Vince's note: or is it??] of Springtime for Hitlers, we watched The Boys From Brazil, a cautionary tale about being Steve Guttenberg. Laurence “Of” Olivier and Gregory Peck star as a Nazi hunter and a Nazi hunted, respectively. Specifically, Peck plays Josef Mengele, who is laying low with a lot of hair dye in Brazil, waiting to resurrect his best friend Hitler, presumably to kiss him. It’s a great 70s thriller whose cinematography has us lamenting the days before everyone was just standing around in front of a green screen. It’s also unafraid to ask uncomfortable questions, like “what if the worst war criminal of the 20th century was a shitty 14 year old?”. And folks, there’s a line delivery from Peck you won’t want to miss. Solid B+.

Anyway, what’s in the newwwwws…

We regret to inform you that Morris Day and the Time, C+C Music Factory, and Milli Vanilli have all pulled out of performing in the Freedom 250 concert in Washington DC, which will commemorate America’s 250th birthday. When reached for comment, America said “I’m too fucking old, just kill me goddammit.”

In our delightful segment, “Libertarians getting Libertarianed”, a bunch of Libertarians, who completely betrayed any supposed Libertarian principle in the first goddamn place by agreeing to indefinitely lease an apocalypse bunker from a private corporation, got into an argument which culminated in someone being shot. It was the latest example of bloody internecine Libertarian violence, coming hot on the heels of The Battle of The Age Of Consent and DUI’s Charge.

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You wanted more Hitler, you got more Hitler! This week we watch “Guess Who’s Back”, a movie about ‘guess who’ coming back. He wakes up in the year 2014 at the former site of the Fuhrerbunker and hijinks ensue! Hijinks such as using a dead dog’s head as a puppet to say the n word, and discovering that Germans maybe don’t dislike the guy as much as they usually let on. Kinda concerning? Vince liked it but thought the guy who played Hitler was too big. Solid ß+. 

Next up Jeannie Pirro calls Chipotle “Chipotle’s”. Just listen, it’s great boomer stuff.

Donald Trump Jr. is getting married this weekend, but his dad says he’s still not sure if he’s going to attend. Sigmund Freud will be attending, however, and likely scribbling furiously in his notebook when the ring slides on the finger. Hey, if they can bring Hitler back…

Boy, Matt sure puts a lot of nazi stuff in this show. SS tattoo haver Graham Platner’s opposition has dug up even more incriminating info. He jerked it in a porta potty while he was in the Marines! I’d hate to think what else those guys are getting up to!

The DNC autopsy was released, the decedent died from a spam overdose and is also a big fat cowardly dummy that hates winning elections. Yay.

Inside of you are two Hitlers. At least, that's the basic premise of Max (2002), a movie about a young Hitler just trying to find his voice as an artist, before all the... well, you know. We watched it for the Frotcast this week, because last week, Matt made a joke about "why don't they make a movie about Hitler, without all the Holocaust stuff?" We had been talking about Michael, a movie that depicts the life of Michael Jackson but ends before Bad. A few of our listeners (shout out to Zach Johnston) pointed out that, actually, Matt's Hitler-but-without-the-Holocaust-stuff-movie had already been made -- in 2002, starring Noah Taylor as young Adolf and John Cusack as his (fictional) friend, Max Rothman. And at least in this case, it was genuinely an artistic choice, not a concession that the filmmakers had to make in order to get the rights to Hitler's paintings from the Hitler estate.

Naturally, we had to watch it. It turned out to be endlessly funny, hearing one character constantly refer to another as "Hitler" in casual conversation. Such as in the iconic lines "Hitler, come on, I'll buy you a glass of lemonade," and "ever consider the future, Hitler?"

Anyway, if you ever wanted to see a movie that asks "What if young Hitler was being played by a goth McLovin and he made a friend who was Jim from The Office," then Max (2002) is definitely the movie for you. I think I liked it more than Jojo Rabbit.

After that, we discuss the California governor's race, and how we have like 17 different candidates, none of whom can give a straightforward answer to the very simple question "Is Israel doing a genocide?"

And the Dems still can't figure out why people might vote for Graham Platner. Gosh, who could say??? Maybe if they paid a consulting firm made up of discount Free Press writers six or seven hundred thousand dollars they could figure it out.

In conclusion, "you know Hitler, you're not an easy guy to like. ...But I'm trying."

In Between Marriages and Seasons

You made it to the end of another season of the world’s only Mad Men podcast. Light up a Lucky Strike and enjoy Matt & Vince’s conversation with comedian, writer, and five-time Pod Yourself a guest, Ashley Ray about season four episode thirteen, “Tomorrowland.”

Our boy Don loves the beginning of things doesn’t he? After Betty (racsitly?) fires Carla for letting Glen say goodbye to Sally ahead of their move, Don has no one to watch his kids on their trip to California. So, he hires the newest of his two office-based situationships to tend to the children. Megan does such a good job that Don proposes before they get home, and before he officially ends things with his older sex partner from work. Faye’s the one who theorizes that Don only likes beginnings, but it also could be that he likes hot, young, French Canadians who don’t scream at the kids when they spill a milkshake. 

On the Accounts side, the agency needs some damn accounts. Kenneth cares too much about his wife or whatever to get the partners on a golf course with his father-in-law, so Peggy bails everyone out by getting a meeting with Topaz Hosiery, leading to the first new account in 10 months. 

We’ll be back in a few weeks with new episodes, in the meantime, check out Ashley on Funny AF on Netflix, and if you’re in LA, go to her new weekly show Chida House Comedy at Casa Chida on Sunday nights. 

What songs should Matt parody next season? Tell us in a five-star review on Apple Podcasts. 

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This week on the Frotcast! As a special treat to you, the listener, Matt derails things extra early by claiming that people thought Nickelback was going to be the next Nirvana. You know what? Maybe that Brazilian guy who always emails me to complain about Matt is onto something.

Did you know they’re making an Anthony Bourdain biopic? It looks exactly as uninspired as every other biopic that has come out recently. Maybe we’ll do an episode when it‘s on TNT.

We decide that maybe we’ll check out the Springsteen biopic when it comes out, until we discover in real time that it already came and went from theaters. Must have been a real treat!

Our Big Boy President had another Mad Libs-Ass Oval Office meeting, this time describing Operation Epic Fury to school children who were there for an event about the Presidential Fitness test as Gary Player and Bryson DeChambeau look on in bemusement. Stay tuned for next week, when he’ll be telling South African refugees about the time in 1991 when Bebe Neuwirth refused to share a cab with him, while Scott Baio nods approvingly.

Next, Prominent Dweeb Marc Andreeeseeennn helpfully shared a custom AI prompt on social media. It’s longer and less entertaining than Finnegan’s Wake. Matt and Brendan check out due to boredom and also to pontificate on the folly of spending trillions of dollars on a technology so cutting edge that you have to write an entire goddamn manifesto in order to get it to work the way you want it to.

We all watched Sentimental Value, which is a good movie that we don’t really have much to say about. You can probably skip that part unless you want to hear us do bad Scandinavian accents. On the other hand, none of us watched the Michael Jackson biopic, but we have a lot to say about it. For some odd reason, it ends after Bad comes out. Maybe they’re just planning a sequel.