We get a bit sidetracked by life. Coke was once full of cocaine and racism while Pepsi was full of pepcid. Honestly, we have way to many ideas for just one podcast. Have fun with that, it’s the Worstcase.
We start off with complaining about growing old, mowing lawns, and current events but end up striking gold by mistake with what might be the best concept ever birthed on a podcast. Strap in sugarplum, it’s the Worstcase…
A mob boss dies, a tragedy in New Zealand, Trump still sucks, and it’s an overall bad news week. Lucky for us one of the Spice Girls shot lasers into her vagina. It’s the Worstcase.
Oh, Virginia just keeps on giving. It’s not just for lovers, it’s also got a lot of 80s era blackface. We also talk about how much Australia and spiders suck. We get near death on this week’s Worstcase.
Roger Stone got popped. I hope his cell mate likes looking at Nixon, it’s the Worstcase. (sorry ’bout the audio quality)
Cultural appropriation and Wall-Mart hi-jinx because it’s just another day in America. We answer the question- “does wine taste better out of a Pringles can”. Let’s get Worstcase.
Ok, we start out at a BBQ with Robot as a special guest and then end up at Jerk’s place talking about what everybody stuck up their butt this year. Good times, good times, it’s the Worstcase…..
It’s not the year in review, I can’t stress that enough. This is just two guys talking about nothing for an hour. It’s the Worstcase…..
What is going on with monkeys in Florida? What is going on at the Seven Spa in Asheville? The answer to one of these questions is probably hand-jobs, it’s the worstcase.
New condoms, a lioness that murders, exploding body cams, and nerdy comic tv show talk. It’s the worstcase….