The Litterboxx – Episode 14

Working hard on the back end of The Litterboxx and just working hard in general, you know – the shit real life is made of. Exhaustion wins!

Our new logo, thanks to Neen (aka Danielle Vanacore) for this lil  gem!
Our new logo, thanks to Neen (aka Danielle Vanacore) for this lil gem!

On this episode we talk about trying to not get offended and baiting critics, especially those nameless, pussy internet trolls. We talk about contemplating career changes and remembering your inspirations because creativity don’t come cheap or often. Milk that bitch when she’s at play.

An old laughing stock has popped up in our lives and we talk about that predictable HO that pops up in your circle, who thinks no one sees his shit. Always need to warn a fellow boxx when they’re in danger of getting involved with a WHACK ass dude. We take a hard look at relationships and how people let themselves go, the double standard in dating, “wifey material,” mini-celibacy bouts to clear your mind and of course, Brooklyn’s award winning sexual prowess. You know where that leads…our PSA for taking your boxx of choice out to EAT. :)

Have you noticed Bruce Jenner’s transition? We discuss etiquette and the process he is going through. We dive into political equality for women and some predictions + concerns for the upcoming election. On the total flip-side Zeena talks about her first live UFC experience and flipping tickets, only in Newark. At least there were good things to look at. We also have on a very special guest and BAD ASS singer / songwriter Tiara Thomas – we talk about meeting dudes as a female musician, 420 + rolling choices, as well as going to college when you want a career in music. She rules, spirit animal all the way.

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There is a misconception that women should remain the silent minority, holding our tongues in an effort to fit that traditional “lady” mold so forcibly shoved down our throats. We are not those ladies. The Litterboxx is a soiling ground for pop culture, music, sports, relationship + sex talk, hilarious encounters and anything in-between. Join Zeena and Katy in our quest to live life to the fullest, dominate minds and meet some hot babes in the process. Maybe fall in love, but let’s not get too crazy here.

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The Scorpio curse

[Note: This is the first time we’re letting a NON BOXX into the mix, enjoy. After all, we are dude lovin’ feminists :)]

Let me describe the most embarrassing moment of my life (to date):

In 5th grade, my elementary school had a special day called “Diversity Day” that was meant to show us what the world would be like if there was no diversity. Of course, I was one of very few people of color in my class/school/neighborhood/town so I knew diversity, motherfucker. Diversity Day ended up working like this: if one person did an action, the rest of the class of 30 or so kids had to follow. This meant everyone had to wear the same outfit. If someone had to go potty, 30 four-foot-tall children would have to walk to the bathroom, hands behind their backs, in a single file line while that one asshole who interrupted the entire class’ reading hour of Junie B. Jones or Goosebumps books used the bathroom. It was entirely counterproductive in teaching what diversity actually was. Everything about Diversity Day was awful, and to MY luck, my birthday that year happened to fall on this day. DIVERSITY DAY.

Elementary school isn’t like the rest of your life past high school – they actually give a shit about your birthday. That meant (as per Diversity Day official rules) everyone had to sing me “Happy Birthday.” Now normally, just your class would sing the song, but that day they had to adjust the rules to fit the occasion. That meant the entire 5th grade had to sing me “Happy Birthday” While I stood there in the center of the entire class. We’re talking over 120 children. Staring at me, not knowing what to do with my hands, or body, or face. Every second of it was excruciating and agonizing. I was fairly indifferent about birthdays then, but I really dreaded the attention. Over a decade later, I recovered for the most part. I still am pretty indifferent about my birthday, but these days I think I have even more of a deep-rooted reason as to why. Welcome to the mind of a Scorpio.


I have a friend who doesn’t talk much, but inside her iPhone notepad contains pages on pages of completely spot on notes she has taken about people she meets and how their personality and mannerisms align with their astrological sign. This would be borderline psychotic behavior if her notes weren’t 100% accurate, almost to a scary point. She doesn’t even have to ask what sign they are, she’s able to tell by the way that they act. This is what piqued my interest in astrology. In the past, when people would ask me what sign I am, they’d usually respond with an “uh-oh,” or nervous laughter when I told them I was a Scorpio. I never really made much of it. I later started to research what it really meant to be a Scorpio and it didn’t long to figure out why these people would respond in the manner that they did. Scorpios are fucked up humans, perhaps the worst of all the signs. We’re jealous and obsessive, but will get offended if people say that we are. We are secretive and not keen on openly displaying emotions, but will let these emotions just bottle up inside and slowly destroy us from the inside out. We’re manipulative, even when we don’t realize we are. We’re painfully indecisive. But hey, at least we’re…passionate?

In most recent relationship, (well, I don’t even know if it would be considered a relationship since I never actually called her my girlfriend because the Scorpio in me was too scared to commit) was a total shit-show. I was hesitant to open up and tell her personal things, because that’s what Scorpios do. The moments I felt like were “big steps in opening up” were apparently not all that momentous after all and she saw it as me not trusting her. I really liked her and this was a rare occurrence that intimidated me. She cared about me more than anyone has ever cared about me before and this was terrifying. Who the fuck would trust my dumb ass with the emotions of someone else? This was not good. It felt like the times I “expressed my liking for her” could be compared to shopping at Costco or a similar store where you buy things in bulk. You take one trip, or make one really big effort to express your feelings, in hopes that it will last for a while. Why buy 4 packs of toilet paper every week when you could buy a 64 pack that’ll last you indefinitely? Just make the times you express your feelings to her really worthwhile and you’ll be good, right?

In the back of the mind however, I knew that wasn’t how it worked. I realized that the Scorpio in me just wouldn’t get past that fear of expressing these emotions that I had. Despite all of this, I am not as bad of a person as that just made me sound. If my mother had waited 2 weeks to birth me, this piece of writing would not even exist – thanks Ma! (Kidding…kind of) This girl lived about 6 hours away and one night before she was going to come see me, I had a complete panic attack over the fact that someone would drive 6 hours to come see me. Why would anyone waste the gas money, time, and effort, just for me? No one has ever done that before. It was simply crazy. In the midst of my inner turmoil, I told her to not come, which eventually led to us breaking things off. You know the classic “it’s not you, it’s me” line? This couldn’t be more fitting, except I actually meant it. Obviously, I wouldn’t add insult and injury and actually feed that line to her, but if this whole situation could be boiled down to a single phrase, that would be it. I learned so much about my Scorpio self from that experience. She is still very special to me and I will hate any person she dates in the future (see my previously listed Scorpio traits). She was the first casualty of my astrological disease. God, I hope she never reads this.

For me, November 7 is more than just the day I was born – it’s a chronic reminder of the stars telling me that I’m fucked. Maybe that “Diversity Day” panic experience and early onset of indifference for my birthday were warnings that there was more to come. Nonetheless, those dealing with Scorpios, tread lightly. Better yet, run the other way.

– JC

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The Litterboxx – Episode 13

The Litterboxx podcast has been truckin’ along for the better half of 6+ months and we’re proud to announce we’ll be on Dash Radio starting mid-April. More clam chat, with bigger + better guests and we couldn’t be more excited :) Check out Dash Radio here + via the app:

For our 13th episode we break down the pressing issues of the last month. Due to an unfortunate accident, we lost an episode of the podcast in Zeena’s CD drive (damn you innovation) and had a LOT to catch up on. In true Litterboxx fashion we launch by discussing keeping on top of your sexual health and awareness, as well as what criteria makes for a sexy male suggestive photo. We also explore young dudes using Viagra / Cialis to keep their members at work, hey everyone needs a hand now and then RIGHT?

Zeena talks about her time at SXSW, looking at commercialized versus organic ways artists and brands are marketing. She also talks about meeting and hanging with her Broad City man crush, Hannibal Buress. We also dive into the perception versus reality of how hard we work even though we work “cool” jobs. There’s a ton of pressures, especially as a female in a male dominated industry. Isn’t it funny that women worry about a completely different set of issues in their career versus men? Stigma makes it hard to play ball on your terms and we take a focused look at those issues.


Have you used and abused Snapchat yet? The devil’s work. We explore its utility past salacious photos, consequences of screen shotting a snap and what fun thangs we’ve found on Snapchat. Social media makes for all the best awkward situations and we discuss having to put aside your pride in those situations, especially professionally. On the musical side we look at how artists are now promoting themselves and discuss the once revered mystery of Tool. We chat knowing your talents and growing into them, retiring piercings, changing hair color and all that grown up shit. Another week, another lesson!

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I Have Trust Issues Because of Tool

I remember being in Hot Topic in the 7th grade with my mom and begging her to buy me a shirt with this logo on it.  She wouldn't.
I remember being in Hot Topic in the 7th grade with my mom and begging her to buy me a shirt with this logo on it. She wouldn’t

If I were ever in some kind of weird hostage and/or deserted island situation where I had the option to only listen to one band for the rest of eternity, without question, that band would be Tool.  I could listen to the first track of Opiate all the way up to the last track of 10,000 Days over and over and over again and never get bored, tired, or sick of as much as a single note.  The only difficulty I would face in this choice is if I had to isolate one album as superior to the rest; I simply cannot pick one lone song, let alone one album, that stands above the rest.  The deep complexity that goes behind each and every one of Tool’s pieces is just so deeply masterful that I still feel the same intense spiritual reaction listening to the band now as I did in the 7th grade.

The problem with loving Tool so much is that I feel like I’m in a dishonest relationship that I can’t escape.  Here I am, impatiently awaiting new ANYTHING from the Tool camp, and instead, my hopes and expectations are just being met with lie after lie.  For the past several years, Tool’s all like “Oh, hay, guyz, our new album is coming along great” and then they’re all “lol just jk tho.”  I’m also still convinced that when the band issued a statement claiming that writing was being delayed because half the band was injured in a vespa accident was also just another bogus rumor.  Which, by the way, that was over two years ago, and there are still no new/real updates on this freakin’ album other than “we’re working on it.”  But like, are you really though?

Why can’t Tool just go straight Beyonce on us all and release a secret album in the night?  I mean, okay, obviously they’re nothing like Beyonce because they’re actual artists and not manufactured pop sensations, but still, I wouldn’t be mad if I woke up one morning and the internet was all “Surprise! Here’s a new Tool album.”  And in all fairness, this doesn’t seem far off from something they would do.  It’d be nice if that happened, like, tonight.  Oh, or on Record Store Day 2015!  That’s reasonable, right?  I’m spitting out great ideas here.  Someone should tell Maynard.

I mean, really though.
I mean, really though.

My overly dramatic whining aside, I do respect Tool as both musicians AND artists.  I realize that the kind of music they make isn’t something that can be achieved in a condensed period of time.  I would prefer Tool to take 10,000 days to make quality music than have them release some rushed, sub-par piece of shit.  Could you imagine if Tool put out a bad album?  What if they didn’t put out anymore music ever again?  I guess life will go on, but what kind of life would that really be?  I don’t even know how I would handle either of the aforementioned situations.  What would I even do?  Drugs, probably. Lots of drugs.

In the end, I guess it isn’t so bad that the Tool album hasn’t come together yet.  I just wish they’d stop fibbing though.  Is that so much to ask?


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Spring Is A Comin': Breaking the Cycle

It’s that time of year again. The post-NYE-resolution phase, where many of our fitness goals die after the 8 weeks of our “best” efforts at the gym. It’s that constant cycle- the roller-coaster of motivation that has us eating salads one minute, and snagging a fat pizza slice the next. There’s Something about the little victories and 5-pounds dropped in the first few weeks that has me allowing myself to slack now and then. The slack builds up, and suddenly I’m back to square one with my “new year, new me” journey.


For a lot of women out there, I’m sure you feel me. You’re tired of the up and downs, the constant battle to be in the physical shape you’ve always wanted to be. It’s not about looking a certain way or being ridiculously skinny but wanting to live life with the energy to do everything you want to do. You FINALLY want that goal achieved. I realize that I want that goal achieved and we both can, we break the cycle. This isn’t some bullshit article with magical tips and tricks to help you lose 20 pounds fast. This is some REAL advice for those wishing to break their old habits and start anew. I’ve been thinking about my own progress towards my health and fitness goals, and have found some ways to help those struggling like me.

It really is a lifestyle change, so stop kidding yourself with temporary plans to be ready for bikini season. If you want to be a fit, healthy individual there is no start and stop time for your journey. Don’t think for a second that once you hit that number on the scale that you can stop thinking about what you put in your mouth becuase It doesn’t work that way. A temporary change will only bring a temporary result. You need to create healthy habits that become a part of everyday life…like doing butt clenches on the subway or taking the stairs over the elevator. The little steps we can work into our daily lives will be the consistent victories that produce consistent results.

Don’t make a mountain out of a molehill. If we have to agree to this never ending quest called a “lifestyle change,” why make it harder on ourselves? Stop pretending that you can get that firm ass in 1 month. You can’t realistically jump head first binging kale chips, nixing soda, and promising that you’ll wake up every day at 6am to hit the gym before work because lets keep it real, you can’t keep that up. Start small, and work your way to long term success. Start by jogging 1 mile, at least once a week. Once you’ve done that a few times in a row, up it to at least 2 times a week. Don’t block your beloved Dr. Pepper from your life forever, maybe just see each other a couple times during the weekend – casual dating. You’ll be doomed from the start if you keep trying to bite off more than you can chew.

cheat meal

Treat Yo’self..just, never with food. Having a rewards system is important, but if the reward is counterproductive to the goal, WTF is the point? You want the reward to be something that will further motivate you to work harder. A good example for the stoners out there, would be to not smoke weed until you’ve completed your workout that day. This works – 1: You get a better high and 2: you will program your habits to get that workout done as soon as possible, in order to receive the reward sooner. GOOD TIMES FOR ALL.

Have your Bestie kick your ass. Misery loves company and gym company will help you get the most out of your workouts. Let’s face it, we don’t want to look like lazy slobs in front of our friends so we will push ourselves harder when we exercise with them. The more honest the friend, the better. I’m not saying your friends should judge your appearance but it’s amazing how hard you’ll work when your old friend from college mentions the extra 10 pounds you’ve added. Use the free motivation and give them a reason to tell you “damn, you look good.”

How does that make you “feel”? I’m not your therapist, but paying attention to how food effects our energy levels is a great strategy to help curb the junk food binges. You’ll notice it actually feels good to eat a salad, and how much more productive you can be when you think of food as fuel. It’s also helpful to note when food makes you feel shitty- because connecting junk food with the negative feelings can help destroy cravings for it in the future.

Light your fire. A little cliché, but it’s amazing what a little passion can do for your goals. Find something interesting about health and/or fitness. Find a sport you love. Make your health and fitness goals part of your interests and values and you will find it easier to be motivated. It seems simple but cultivating whatever genuinely interests you and fueling it towards your goals can do wonders for your progress.

STEP SIX, the most important!
DON’T BE A FUCKING QUITTER. Seriously, you’ll feel like a loser and you know it. The only way to truly give up on “the new you” is to stop. To quote my favorite lesbian fish, “just keep swimming” because even if you slow down, you’re still moving forward.

- @lindseyralls

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Litterboxx Podcast – Episode 12

A choice cut from Boston's Tinder population. You can't buy class this rich.
A choice cut from Boston’s Tinder population. You can’t buy class this rich.
TWELVE EPISODES. That’s a lot of shit talking my friend.

The winter is misery on the east coast and we’ve taken a beating over the last few months. Katy and I talk about treacherous weather conditions and recount both our getaways to Boston brotown and Nashville over the past month. In Boston, Zeena re-ignites her passion for authentic white meat and immediately abandons it. On a finer tip, we discuss the term “heavy petting,” some choice terms for lady parts and the eternal question, “did the forefathers manscape?”

We dive into our time on the High Times Instagram, body shaming and trolling in digital spaces. Isn’t it ironic that in a digital world that should be judgement free, so many are fueled by hatred? Jeez, smoke a fat one and STFU. We discuss wanting to feel special, Zeena joining a new gym and the most important news of the last few weeks – JNCO’s making a comeback. THE 90’s ARE LEGIT BACK.

We have a lady of the 90’s on as our guest, international singing powerhouse Janet Devlin. Check out her new album “Running With Scissors” + more here:

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– @zeenakoda

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Emotional Landscapes

“I like people too much or not at all – I’ve got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.”

Gameface. Everyday, all day in order to survive. It’s the way we live now, lost in a sea of highlighted events filtered and cropped to our liking. Values gauged by the push of a button are constantly thrown in our faces and modern dating has been downgraded to a swipe and emoji. Everyone wants everything with no repercussions. Commitment is definitely hard to find because it truly is incredibly hard to commit. Everyday we’re faced with a cocktail all these poisons, whether it be a partner, friend, work associate or casual associate. Everyone has a role in this comedy and tragedy. There was a time when emotion was a go to for me. Maybe it was sheer stupidity and immaturity, or perhaps it was an addiction to the hope that kept emotion at the forefront. I’m also not exclusively talking about love, I’m talking about all emotion. That hope for your dream job, heated debate with your best friend, “the band is gunna make it man” and that oh so apparent emotional bubbling when your parents try to mandate some kind of rules on you. Jeez ma, didn’t know know I WANTED to grow up a savage? Emotional, all of it.


And yet as I get older I see emotion take a backseat. Everyday I battle how invested in anything I should be at this point because loving lightly is not my style. I started wondering if maybe my callous in life had made me so numb that emotions weren’t worth the investment for me anymore. Then I got sad thinking about how shitty it is to not to feel emotion. Like seriously, what the fuck is the point of being alive? Not saying that overly expressing your emotions irresponsibly is the way to go but what has happened to our culture?! We’ve built an entire commerce infrastructure based on emotion. We appeal to emotions to evoke action in almost every area of life yet it’s frowned upon when someone gets emotional. What a confusing war.

Emotion is why people going through breakups experience so much transition. It’s a burst of emotional revelation, a purging of your investment. I often see people make incredible changes they should have made years ago after a breakup and think “why wait until then?!” Emotion is currency, an investment. Although I’m living in a culture where emotion is frowned upon, I refuse to abandon it. You need to actively remember why we’re here and put it on the line sometimes because without emotion, nothing gets done. Believe me, communicating real emotion has never come easy to me, which is probably why my preferred method of expression is writing and songwriting. Free reign to be emotional and write it off as artistic, not crazy. I’m a super tough broad but when I feel emotion for something, it cracks the facade. Pride makes it difficult for me to find that balance, especially after experiencing so many let downs. Everyday is a checks and balances of how much we want to dive into that investment, that emotional revelation.

Emotion is fun, it makes us feel fucking alive. In a time where everyone is so intent on self gratification and saving face, crazy emotional still seems worth the real investment to me.

– @zeenakoda

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Litterboxx Podcast – Episode 11

We’ve been trying to get on that weekly flow but the east coast weather has thrown us into the fire. In this episode we talk about our Superbowl experience, the bullshit Grammy’s and one awesome Machinehead show we attended. We also go into Bruce Jenner’s timely metamorphosis and the vaccine crisis, because seriously who has time to deal with the plague?

In true Litterboxx form we dive into the important dating issues of the last few weeks. Between loaded L words, dating someone straight edge and recounting past adventures – there never is a shortage of hysterical activity. We discuss Valentine’s Day and proper sexual etiquette, two things that clearly go hand in hand. Also, excited to have on a kindred female spirit, Tracy G from Sway In the Morning, who you can catch on SiriusXM’s Shade 45 every weekday morning.

Some real talk about life, love and of course, sex from the most outrageous group of clams yet :)

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Old Hardcore Dudes: Who’s Doing It Better?

Whilst I am an avid punk rocker, I do have hardcore tendencies. Hardcore is a genre with multiple bands that dropped their first album in the late 80’s that are still releasing sick albums (or at least still touring). When I think of bands like that, the first few that come to mind are Sick of it All, Cro-Mags and Agnostic Front. I mean, duh.

So, let’s get down to business: the vocalists of these three bands have been crucial to the development and growth of the hardcore scene. Anyone that gives a rat’s ass about hardcore should have nothing but respect for these dudes.  I’ve decided that I want to compare the three and elect who is doing the whole “old hardcore dude” thing the best.  I’m going to judge them a scale of 1-10 (with 10 being the best) on four categories: Oldness (how old they are compared to the others), Current Vocals (how their vocals have stood the test of time), Band Boner (how much I like the band), and Attire Choices (how they currently dress).

LOUDon’t worry, there is a bar graph at the end.

Lou Koller, Sick of it All: Who doesn’t love Lou? Not only is he the front man of one of the best hardcore bands to ever exist, but also he is pretty much the nicest guy in the world. Regarding the judging criteria, Lou ranks the lowest in the Oldness category at a mere 49 years old; younger than both JJ and Roger. I think his current vocals are still damn good, even compared to his younger days, which ranks him very high in this category. Band Boner gets a very high ranking seeing that I have a SOIA dragon tattooed behind my ear so I’m [happily] stuck with the essence of this band forever. Plus, SOIA released their first full-length in 1989 and just dropped The Last Act of Defiance in late 2014. How many bands can do that shit? And last but not least, Attire Choices is moderately high because he still rocks the Fred Perry polos and pulls off everything nicely.  He isn’t trying to dress young or old, he just wears his shit and it looks great. Lou finishes with a total of 33.

CroMags.FCC_.Fri_.PRB2014.byDeniseBorders_06John Joseph, Cro-Mags: I will admit, anyone that knows me well knows that I have a huge boner for this man. Nonetheless, this article does not have to do with boning but instead, figuring out which one of these 40-somethings are still screaming into a mic with integrity even 20+ years later. Now this enthusiastic vegan, Iron Man completing fool, is actually in his 50’s and could still kick your ass. This ranks him the highest in the Oldness category.  Current Vocals are given a moderate ranking because he still sings the shit out of his songs, but you never really could understand everything JJ screamed into a mic, even 20 years ago. Band Boner, again, is high because I have a Cro-Mags inspired Don’t Tread on Me tattoo and well, they fucking rule and that’s just the way it is. His Attire Choices have evolved to mostly Sea Shepard and Iron Man t-shirts and let’s be real, we all prefer this man  shirtless. JJ finished with a total of 34.
Roger Miret, Agnostic Front: This band has had a huge hand in the hardcore scene since they started releasing albums in the mid 80’s. Roger has also quoted, “Never trust a hardcore kid that has not listened to punk rock.” which I totally respect. Of all the band’s, Agnostic Front probably is my least listened to, but that doesn’t mean I don’t listen to them. I listen to AF albums in my car (yes, I still have visor CD holders) and don’t hit “skip” when it comes on my iPod, but nonetheless, it puts his Band Boner ranking the lowest.  His Current Vocals also are ranked the lowest of the three because I just don’t think his voice has stood the test of time as well as the others. However, Roger really shines in the Attire Choices category because he still wears a bandana and band t-shirts, not changing his look at all but still implementing the “hardcore kid” wardrobe above satisfactory. Roger finishes with a total of 27.

So, there you have it.


Based on the graph, it looks like John Joseph squeaked by with a 34 out of a possible 40 on the Old Hardcore Dude-Ness scale that I completely made up.  It was a close call between him and Lou, but I think the fact that he is three years older really clenched the win for him.  In conclusion, this is all pointless and holds no baring on how rad these dudes are and how awesome it is that they are still playing shows and making music. [Madball ripoff] HARDCORE LIVES.

- Denise Borders / @Punkworldviews

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Litterboxx Podcast – Episode 10 with Black Star Riders

Getting this podcast off the ground was a real learning process for both Katy and I. I did radio for 5 1/2 years, an area where production comes readily and the audience is a given because it’s already there, so I had no clue where to begin with this. Building something from the ground up and sticking with it, that’s some whole other level shit. Putting it out there to be scrutinized takes some thick skin and the support of those who believe in you. If you’re reading this: that’s you and I appreciate your support :)


It’s hard to believe that we’re already 10 episodes deep but we celebrate our anniversary with a bang. We talk about Zeena’s experiences at a bachelorette party which fittingly included good times at male strip show, getting ghetto fab at the hip-hop club and learning the correct bachelorette etiquette. We talk weddings, their value and if it’s really for everyone which is of course, mainly us.

We explore the possibility and dilemma of catching “the feelings” and how those lovely thangs play into each person’s insecurity and crazy. We take a look deeper into social media context clues and what Facebook, Instagram and Twittter are really doing to help and hurt the relationship struggle. Creepers gunna creep, right? Did you know there was a beard-centric dating app called “Bristlr?” Now you do. Also, because we love funny broads, we chat about Broad City for a few and even dive into our love for Marc Maron because podcast love, is real love. If you can have someone else project their misery to you in a hilarious way, you’ve found the winner.

We also have our first interview with two amazingly talented and seasoned buds from Black Star Riders, Ricky Warwick and Damon Johnson. The guys were hilarious and have a new album out 2/24 via Nuclear Blast “The Killer Instinct,” pre-order it here:

Enjoy the ride.
– @zeenakoda

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