Episode 79: Dirty Pippi
Buckle up and pour yourself some $25 fun — aka Evan Williams 1783 Small Batch — because Mike's daughter Madi and her legendary ASU roommate Morgan crash the pod and things get real messy. From sword-fighting tweens on Morgan's flight (yeah, actual swords) to Portlanders who haven't seen soap since the Obama administration, the crew dives headfirst into chaos.
Morgan earns her new title — Dirty Pippy — after a deep (and possibly disturbing) Urban Dictionary search. She's a proud redhead, frequently mistaken for Wendy, Pippi Longstocking, and other freckled icons. Plans are now in motion for a Hallo-week costume lineup that would make Comic-Con jealous… assuming they survive a party with 80 people in 700 square feet and a hallway still haunted by last year's vomit trail.
Mike shares tales of a Macklemore concert blackout, Madi brags about getting paid in vodka to polish silverware, and Alex tries to explain ice luges and candied bacon to Gen Z. There's even a taco joint that doubles as a liquor store for minors and a doll-covered nightmare restaurant that gives haunted house energy with a side of food poisoning.
Also featured: cults in Oregon, cloth diapers, violent taco shits, and Savy B snobbery. Come for the whiskey, stay for the degenerate stories. This one's for the books.
