Welcome to another episode of The Frotcast, where we got more jokes than Elon’s got babies! We also got more jokes than Elon’s got jokes, according to Miles Klee (former Frotcast guest!) and three other Rolling Stone reporters. It sounds like his act is wearing thin and he needs some new material, or else he’s gonna get the ol’ hook (probably by Steven Miller, who will put him on the next plane to El Salvador, he typed hopefully). While it may not exactly be shocking to hear that Elon is deeply unfunny and annoying, it truly boggles the mind to imagine hanging around the mutant convention that is a Trump cabinet meeting and being THE ANNOYING ONE.

But first, Brendan correctly clocks Mark McGrath as being from Orange County solely by watching how he acts when threatening to kick someone’s ass, and gets called racist by Matt for his troubles/sheer genius.

Next up, are you too busy to tell your parents you’re too busy to call them? Then do we have a cutting edge AI solution for you! Well, that’s pretty much it. It calls your parents, doesn’t even pretend to be you, then chats with them in an incredibly stilted fashion, ostensibly so they’ll kill themselves and you can get your inheritance faster? It’s unclear tbh. Surely all of this AI that is being forced on consumers that works worse than whatever it replaced and has unclear utility and addressable market will be a strong counterbalance to the chaos the tariffs are bringing, he once again typed hopefully.

We round things out by listening to a self-proclaimed British aristocrat, who is basically Matt’s Bri’ish accent personified. It’s almost as eerie as listening to an AI designed to talk to lonely old people, but not quite. That’s a high bar to clear though, this bloke’s accent is bone-chilling. Is he posh? Is he cockney? Is he on the chube? Is he a barrister? Is there bread pie now????

-Description by Brendan.