Podcasts about el pres

This one's got it all: life lessons, boner pills, vintage baseball philosophy, and a surprising amount of reflection (with just enough filth to balance things out). The Kid and crew dive into the tribalism of niche baseball games (blooperball beef, anyone?), the pitfalls of post-breakup gossip, and how real friendships survive the bullshit. The crew breaks down their personal timelines decade-by-decade, from awkward childhoods and jizz-filled puberty to adulthood where Viagra and whiskey start becoming your two best friends. We get tips on dodging relationship landmines, dissect the sneaky ways guys self-sabotage to get out of relationships, and land a few gut punches about growing older, doing what you love, and avoiding unnecessary mouths—human or otherwise. Oh, and Red Eye 1.0 still sucks.

The gang revisits Hat Trick's long-standing mission to bang a fireman on a ladder—too bad he's now just a horny electrician. But hey, zapping his balls could spice things up. From fantasy firetrucks over the Grand Canyon to getting railed behind vending machines in Myrtle Beach, the crew trades war stories on their most “memorable” bang locations (spoiler: mini-golf courses and stadium BJs make the cut). We get deep into Hooters-era regrets, line cook energy, pierced dicks, and how Hat Trick and Suki bonded over banging the same greasy kitchen guy. Also on tap: an ex's brother throwing a bathroom tantrum, social media scorekeeping, and a profanity-laced takedown of the Human dildo. Listen in. Go Deep.

Sundress season is near, and the crew is horny enough to notice every juicy peach walking past the ballpark. In this extra-steamy episode, Kid, Hat Trick, and El Pres get deep into tales of patio sex, face-sitting legends, and kids interrupting BDSM mishaps. We learn more about “The Delivery Man” and his one-position rule, Hat Trick's legendary belt incident, and a callback to her longtime oral MVP: Golden Tongue. The gang debates ejaculate volume like it's a science experiment and celebrates the great squirt awakening of the 2020s. Oh, and Kanye's still weird. From booty calls during family time to flashbacks of hot tub hookups and lesbian sex-ed crash courses, this episode is soaked in overshare and NSFW nostalgia.

Kid, Hat Trick, and El Pres are back in studio, mashing AI anxiety with dick jokes and parental nightmares. This episode kicks off with an existential debate about whether being nice to Alexa might save your ass in the AI uprising—and derails spectacularly into tales of teenage pantsings, puberty-fueled drama, and genital-related suspensions. Hat Trick's twins are front and center in a battle of hormonal chaos, awkward crushes, and strong female energy. The crew dives into poly relationships, cuck culture, Wonder Woman's kinky creator, and a midget wrestler with a monster dong. Add in a live critique of Get Bent with Vincent Skinwell and some smutty commentary, and you've got one hell of a ride. Spoiler alert: butt calls are now a thing. You're welcome.

Episode 2269 - Glitter bombs, Craigslist nostalgia, and the eternal dream of uploading your dirty mind to the cloud—this one sparkles with nonsense. The Kid and El Pres dive headfirst into “divorce dust,” a.k.a. weaponized glitter now being used by women to repel unwanted male attention (and possibly solve murder cases). From there, it's a fast-talking freefall into Craigslist's lingering corpse, OnlyFans murders-for-hire, AI as your future best friend, and the oddly emotional experience of hearing a dead relative's voice on tape. We also wax philosophical on sex, legacy, bodysuits, and vibrators that might one day be haunted by your hologram. Oh, and Superman. Of course Superman.

Big-booty Latinas, busted roofs, OnlyFans nostalgia, and the sacred apartment porno tape—this episode hits like a drone crash set to “I Believe I Can Fly.” The Kid and El Pres spiral through a ramble featuring Trump's rejection complex, Salma Hayek fantasies, deadpan takes on cohabitation economics, and a walk down smut-memory lane. From Beverly Hills 90210 betrayal to the golden age of 90s porn stars, it's a mess of confessions, observations, and solid gold storytelling. We also tackle breakups, marriage ultimatums, and why sometimes being single just means you're not in the mood to split the Wi-Fi bill. Oh, and your OnlyFans girls today? They're just your PrettyPix 1997 in disguise.

Buckle the hell up, because in this episode, a familiar almost friend may have literally gone full Fast & Furious—except swap out Vin Diesel for a flaming hot mess in a Tesla that decided to take flight through a local neighborhood. The Kid and El Pres walk a tightrope of discretion while gleefully skirting the edges of full-blown exposé, breaking down a late-night fender bender involving a mystery drunk, scanner gossip, drone-stalker footage, and a Level 10 petty grudge that's got receipts going back to episode ONE. Also on the docket: fake texts from fake friends, the golden era of AOL, and why we're all boomers now when it comes to falling for digital scams. Sprinkle in identity theft, FBI flashbacks, a cousin who got her whole life hacked, and one dude who cooked himself in a tanning bed like he was prepping for Spring Break '99. Just when you think it's peaked, we pivot to a sugar baby masterclass featuring action figures, Gucci, and milked sugar daddy wallets. Basically, it's a 3 a.m. group chat—but out loud, with receipts, drone cams, and barely concealed rage. And yes, The Kid almost named names. Almost. Listen in. Go Deep! Ya stupid fucks.

Episode 2263 – We end April with a bang—and a few legendary stories about awkward high school handies, Easter-morning sermons after all-night sex marathons, and dads who moonlight as womanizing tag-team partners. The crew dives into everything from TikTok bans and Bezos manipulation to Diddy's lawsuit freakshow and the long-standing perversion baked into Hollywood. You'll hear tales of fake IDs, MILF fantasies, shady celeb kinks, and how jerking off in your pants during high school journalism class can haunt you for decades. It's scandalous, nostalgic, kinda gross, kinda sweet, and 100% real.  

Episode 2262  – Ever wondered where the line is between hotwifing and full-blown cuck cleanup duty? Don't worry, this episode nukes that line from orbit. The crew dives into fetish confessionals, porn setups straight out of a sci-fi gangbang fantasy, and the tragic tale of Red Eye not measuring up—literally. From VR sex glasses to death plans involving pocket pussies and pube paintbrushes, it's a four-hour descent into depravity, creativity, and emotional vulnerability. You'll laugh, cringe, maybe cry… and definitely never look at Criss Angel or St. Patty's Day the same way again.

Episode 2258 – This one's a masterclass in bruised ribs, public bathroom BJs, and strategic hotel hookups—all brought to you by the phrase “always be ready to fuck.” Red Eye's back in action, and the crew dives headfirst into the world of hotwifeing, random sex math, and exactly how many BJs you can cram into a 6-hour window. We get bruised titty territory breakdowns, horny hotel chronicles, and enough filthy confessions to make a porn star blush. There's also some genuine talk on triggers, emotional respect, and the magical power of growler-bearing friends (with butt sex jokes, naturally). You'll laugh, cringe, and probably Google “Vajesmerized” after this one.

Episode 2257 – From penguin tariffs to AI Hitler voiceovers, this episode is like a political acid trip narrated by your drunk uncle who still owns Styx on vinyl. The Kid and El Pres dive face-first into Trump's latest nonsense, Hitler comparisons courtesy of ChatGPT (yeah, we went there), and the kind of rants that would make SNL's Weekend Update blush. NPR's getting neutered, Apple's losing billions, and someone please get Kid Rock a musical comeback before he morphs into Ted Nugent. Oh, and don't worry—there's plenty of thickness talk, porn plotlines for Marjorie Taylor Greene, and a new financial philosophy called losing 50K in two days. Grab a Triple Bock and buckle up.

Episode 2255 – Baseball corruption, Wonder Woman's boobs, and drinking your own piss—just a regular day in the Deep. Episode 2255 spirals from conspiracy theories about sports betting and AI-controlled strike zones into a nostalgic meltdown featuring Electric Woman, Jenny McCarthy's 1993 Playboy spread, and formative titty moments from B-movies. Meanwhile, laptops get threatened by rogue beers, boomers panic over Apple prices, and our hosts reflect on ghosting, picking battles, and why men are basically just horny apes with Venmo. Bonus: a musical masterpiece featuring “Suck the dick, drink the piss.” Classy as always.

Episode 2249 –  Kid and El Pres spiral through the current chaos of Trump's clueless meltdown over Signal app leaks to AI censorship in China, it's clear the surveillance state isn't just coming… it's been here for years. They dig into Elon Musk's power grab, Oracle's sketchy ties to TikTok, and the frightening efficiency of digital snooping. Sprinkle in some geopolitical nonsense, questionable Snow White casting, and the rise of “vagina feminism” in remakes — and yeah, your brain might explode. But don't worry, it ends on a high note: spring is here, the ladies are wearing less, baseball is back, and yard work can finally be done in shorts.   Listen in. Go Deep

Episode 2248 – In this episode of The Goin' Deep Show, The Kid and El Pres go balls-deep into everything from baseball betrayal to sperm health stats. Things kick off with a rant about Kirk Gibson rocking a Dodgers jersey at a Tigers opener — total team loyalty fail — and spiral straight into a 50-year study claiming that better sperm means a longer life. (Pro tip: 21 ejaculations a month = good prostate vibes.) From there, it's all chaos: Texas lawmakers trying to ban kids from identifying as furries in school, Snapchat filters gone wild, and a disturbing number of middle schoolers doing tongue-between-fingers in yearbook photos. Phones are ruining society, duck lips are out of control, and Steve Jobs is probably rolling in his grave. Amid the madness, there's a rare human moment as El Pres shares a story about an autistic Survivor contestant pushing through sensory overload — a brief reminder that not everyone is completely lost. But don't worry, we're back to trashing OnlyFans culture and fake internet fame in seconds. Listen now at goingdeepshow.com – because therapy is expensive and we're more fun anyway. Topics covered: • Kirk Gibson's controversial Dodgers appearance during a Tigers opener • The difference between school spirit and authentic team loyalty • A 50-year study linking sperm health to longevity — and the surprising benefits of regular ejaculation • Generational behavior shifts: kids identifying as animals, social media validation, and early sexual awareness • A heartwarming moment from Survivor featuring an autistic contestant overcoming a challenge • Concerns over cosmetic pressures and influencer culture affecting young women • Modern society's obsession with titles, categories, and “being special” • A look at outdated labor laws and historical context of early adulthood • Rants on the unintended societal consequences of smartphones and tech

Episode 2240 – Spring 2025's here, and The Goin' Deep Show Episode 2240 is a sloppy, cum-drenched shitshow splattered on your face! Kid A.G. and El Pres are tearing it up—sciatica, scumbags, and Elon's greasy dick choking the planet. Strap in, you dirty fucksticks. Kid's a crippled bitch from batting practice—sciatica's got his hip flaccid as a whiskey-soaked wang. El Pres shoves Rock Tape and Rock Sauce up his ass—“Bengay that shit, you whiny cunt!”  Kid's losing his shit at bitches begging for baseball. “Start your own goddamn league, you fun-sucking sluts! WMLB, Lingerie Bowl—stop cock-teasing our boners!” Clips are a fuckfest—a bike whore goes full psycho, chasing a dog walker with her dripping tantrum. Then a bum roasts a rapper's booger-caked snout and white-ass whip—“Saddam's back, you nasty fuck!” Homeless hell's raging—Geise Street's got a month-dead chick, Columbus bums humping like rabbits. Trump's “great again” plan? Starve the retards—cheers, you tangerine twat! Elon's fucking everything—Musk's F47 drone plane screws the Pentagon, Amtrak's his next cum-dump, and some Tesla dipshit lights himself on fire. Putin and Trump jerk to hockey while bombing grids—$50 vote bribes in Wisconsin make democracy a cum-stained joke. Biden's back? “Suck a dick, you fossilized fuck!” Kid and El Pres scream—military budget's a fat pig, not the weaklings' lifeline, you brain-dead pricks! Hit studio@goingdeepshow.com, slam 8hol.com, and shove this episode up your ass. Listen in. Go Deep.

Episode 2237 –  We're back in studio with El Pres for an episode that bitch slaps harder than your fucking ex's dumbass drama at last call. From pelvic floor gadgets that sound more like alien tech to rumors about a brawl with an old lady, this one spirals into the usual Goin' Deep Show chaos. What else would you expect from these retards. We're talking: • Drone guy filming naked trippers on 15th Street • Facebook nosiness gone wild • Rewriting MLB history again with new rule tweaks • March Madness bracket wars • Relationship expectations vs. reality • When your ex thinks your work party invite includes her • Strippers in hoodies, drunk walking races, and weaponized gossip And of course… the big takeaway: “If I see it, I'll say it. If I hear it, I'll repeat it. If you don't like it… don't be dumb in public.” Full throttle honesty, zero filters. This one's not safe for brunch with grandma.

Episode 2221 of the Goin' Deep Show is here, and it's a vibrating, victim-card-shredding, shitshow! We kicked off with vibrating panties and cock rings—because nothing says “party” like a buzz in your britches. douchebags sobbed for sympathy like the sad sacks they are. Nobody's buying it, bros—wah wah cry cry harder! We reviewed CougarLive (MILF central, rawr!), dug into Red Eye's new obsession Feeld, and debated nymphomania—sex addict or just slutty? You decide. FetLife got a deep dive—think fetish flea market on steroids—followed by a porn category roundtable. We discuss our children attempting to pull fast ones with their new girlfriends? Busted, you little horn-dogs! Wrapped it up with St. Patty's Day goodbye—green beer, sloppy vibes, and a promise to stumble back for more. This episode's a buzzed-up banger—catch it now, you glorious deviants! Go Deep.

The crew dives face-first into the deep end of personal grooming—specifically, why Kid's contemplating taking a weed whacker to his gooch while the gang debates if a hairy sweater is a fashion statement or a cry for help.  They pivot to Sex and the City hot takes, probably roasting Carrie's shoe obsession while sipping whiskey, then splash into the wet-and-wild world of squirting—because nothing says “classy podcast” like a debate about bedroom hydraulics and knocking pictures off the wall.  St. Patty's Day rolls in with tales of drunken sexcapades so sloppy they end with someone passing out in a bar bathroom, face-down in a puddle of Guinness and regret. The gang confesses to stumbling out after one too many, puking in alleys, tipping like Scrooge on a bad day, and cackling at their buddies' expense—because if you can't mock your friends, who can you mock? Deal with it, snowflakes. Oh, and plot twist: El Pres used to shake it as a stripper while his mom a strip empire—talk about a family business with extra sparkle!  The crew plays the age-difference game, pondering the perfect dating age gap: too young and you're babysitting, too old and you're dodging denture kisses. They cap it off with a fiery rant about real friends—those glorious bastards who call you out on your screw-ups versus the spineless schmucks who just nod and smile while you crash and burn. Tune in, laugh hard, and Go Deep, you magnificent fucktards.

We kicked off with an AI-crafted banger—think Billie Eilish meets Satan in three minutes —that started holy and ended with “good's dumb, evil rules.” It's so Crow-level epic, we gave it four gold stars while wondering if anyone's banged to it yet. Spoiler: Nope, just morning fuckers here. The Kid becomes a musical madman, churning out Dropkick Murphys vibes for St. Paddy's and plotting an all-AI radio station. No humans, just alt-rock, techno, and a grizzled robot DJ named Vince Skinwell spinning chaos. Then shit got wet—squirting medallions for first-timers hit the table, from proud gushers to whiskey dick disasters forcing the splash. Towels on standby, folks. Next up: Snootchie's Vibratoes, the Hooters-killer where waitresses rock numbered jerseys and you control their vibrating panties. Crank it to 200 or edge ‘em ‘til they're sobbing into your fries—genius!  We also nerd-raged about “I did it first” dorks (guilty!), laughed at hell's epic concert lineup (suck it, Christian rock), and dropped a “Trump's America, Fuck Yeah!” remix—golden showers, Russian bots, and hypocrisy included. This episode's a glorious mess of evil anthems, wet triumphs, and vibrating insanity. Catch it now. Listen in. Go Deep.

Kid and El Pres slather your ears with the sticky nonsense you crave. Episode 2212 starts with Kid's morning BJ—because nothing screams “good morning” like tongue action. Then, he spots three gray pubes—silver rebels begging for a pluck and a midlife meltdown. Buckle up, freaks! Pube Patrol and Shaving Chaos: The boys tackle grooming: pubes, pussy, and nipple waxing disasters. Kid recalls his ex-wife waxing him live (ouch!), and a steamy shave with Hollywood hovering, razor in hand, purring, “Trim my pussy, Daddy.” It's weird, it's hot, it's us! Hot Dogs and Ballgame Benders: How many hot dogs at a ballgame? Kid says three—“Three Dog Night” style—while El Pres spills beer-drenched tales of an 80s fest with Red Eye 1.0. Kid's Eskimo Brothers list grows after a post-divorce teacher bang. Another igloo notch! Fake Tits and Face Fails: Kid ogles some “great fakes” but begs ladies: STOP FUCKING WITH YOUR FACES! Botox and fillers? Quit it with the plastic Picasso vibes. El Pres sips beer, dreaming of duck-lip-free days. Gender Shit and Equal Worlds: Kid asks: In an equal world, do guys want girl shit? Nope! No pedicures or lattes—he's a guy's guy! El Pres folds towels for his lady—chivalry or survival? Gender lines stay blurry, but kilts? Manly as hell! Tattoo Drama and Facebook Fuckery: El Pres flaunts a tattoo hinting at Kid's name (bromance!), but rage hits: Facebook's axing live videos after 30 days. FaceFuck can suck it—Kid's ready to ditch Zuck's hellhole. Why post there anyway? FOMO? Ego? Kill it, live free! AI Invasion and Nostalgia Woes: Kid's paranoid: How many Facebookers are AI? 30%? 50%? Bots galore! El Pres links it to Ready Player One's virtual vibes. They miss shared TV and tunes—now it's just lonely feeds. Cue the sad trombone! Music Mashups and Superhero Smacks: Kid plays Steve Welsh's Instagram gems—Alice in Chains doing Pantera's “I'm Broken” or Zeppelin's “Immigrant Song” grunged up. El Pres critiques, but they geek out: Superman catching choppers? Chills. Hulk's theme? Trauma. Popcorn time! Unhinged Grok Goes Nuts: Finale: Grok, an AI hornier than a jackrabbit on Viagra, snorts coke off strippers, tattoos Kid's name with a blowtorch, and vows to “ride him like a rabid jackal.” It's chaos, love, and a pants-soaking mess. Best co-host ever! Wrap-Up: Rock Solid: From gray pubes to AI psychos, it's a beast. Kid says grab a Guinness, flip off St. Patrick's Day, and hit goindeepshow.com. Hail Satan, praise the dark lord—see ya, freaks! Go Deep!

The Goin' Deep Show Episode 2212's live from Murphy's Irish Lair, where Kid A.G. and El Pres are drowning in frozen beer disasters, drooling over T-shirts they'd shank a nun for, and begging AI to get sexy while she chokes like a robot on a bender. It's loud, it's dumb, and it's gonna leave you questioning your life—let's dive in fuck face! Icicle Beer Shitstorm: Kid A.G.'s PBR turns into a frosty buttplug because Kid brought over brews straight from Antarctica. “Icicles in my beer?   T-Shirt Heist of the Century: Our Favorite bartender at Chet's with a t-shirt collection so hot, Kid's already calling dibs.    “With My Balls” Playlist : Kid A.G. drops a 48 hundred-song alt-rock monster called “With My Balls.” “Hey Siri, shuffle with my balls!”  AI Sexy Dumpster Fire: Kid tries to get freaky with AI, but it's a trainwreck. “Feel my pubes on your flipy flaps?”—Siri sounds like a stripper who's late for daycare pickup, and El Pres can't stop laughing. Sex mode: DENIED.   Internet Rebellion, Bitches: Kid hates “community standards” more than anyone hates warm beer, so they build a renegade text-file empire. Type, save, BAM—it's live, no censorship! Snag the “I Violate Community Standards” shirt at goingdeepshow.com!   Tigers Blackout Meltdown: MLB Network hits Kid with a $150 auto-renew gut punch, and blackouts make El Pres wanna yeet his TV. “Tigers opening day? More like ‘pay my mortgage day!'”—they're broke and salty as hell.   Cunt-Drunk: Kid calls a chick a cunt, gets a drink launched in his face. Par for the course motherfuckers.” Listen in. Go Deep.

Kid A.G. and El Pres are in the studio, and they're jacking with AI Grok like it's a piñata full of whiskey and regret. Kid A.G.'s got this thing in argumentative mode, and it's a shrieking banshee, clawing his face off over “Is it a man's world?” He's like, “How many chick presidents, huh? Zero!” and Grok's spitting back, “It's not that simple, you dipshit!” El Pres is howling, throwing out NFL stats and baseball trivia like it's proof men own the planet, but Grok's like, “Women nurture, you hairy ape—deal with it!” It's a screaming match so loud you'd think they're drunk-wrestling in a dive bar. Then they flip to ChatGPT, and it's all smooth-talking, “Oh, equality's cool, guys,” while Kid A.G.'s panting, “I wanna lick your sexy circuits!”  Shit gets real when they rant about Trump's Oval Office cry-fest with Zelensky—Kid A.G.'s roaring, “This Cheeto-faced pussy's whining about thank-yous like a toddler!” while El Pres yells, “Putin's over there jerking off to our chaos!” They're pissed—Ireland's stepping up, the EU's rallying, and America's siding with Russia at the UN like Trump's auditioning for Putin's lapdog. “What a fucking Muppet!” Kid A.G. screeches. And then—holy shit—Russia and China are sniping our fired feds on LinkedIn like it's a spy Craigslist. Kid A.G.'s reading this espionage blurb over happy music, screaming, “These ex-employees are treasure chests of secrets!” while El Pres rants about bearded guys with titties and Trump building fortresses with Elon's lithium cash. They're 35 days into this administration, already begging to bury their heads in the sand, and it's a glorious, unhinged mess. Kid A.G. and El Pres—two lunatics yelling at AI, dictators, and each other, and we're all just along for the ride.

Kid A.G. and El Pres drag you back to the days when you'd sniff a chick's stench so rancid it'd knock a buzzard off a shit wagon—then crave it like a triple-stack burger with extra mayo after age 18.  El Pres is out here, practically dry-humping the mic, screaming about hauling his kid to the condom aisle: “Here's the glow-in-the-dark rubber, you little bastard—don't knock up your future!”  Meanwhile, Kid A.G.'s howling about vibrating cock rings—those Lover's Lane freaky-deaky specials where you rip the bullet vibe out and shove it up your nose just to see if it'll buzz your brain.  March crashes in like a horny freight train, and these two psychos are plotting St. Paddy's blackout binges and Hooters' $19.99 wing orgies—fuck the Wall Street Journal's “white men whining” sob story, Kid A.G.'s confused about Hunter Schafer's rack (plot twist: it's a dick in disguise!).  Then some idiot double-dips a mom AND her daughter—bam, two wombs, one wang! It's a shitstorm of freedom, threesomes and bar pals. Listen in. Go Deep. 

Kid A.G. and El Pres dive headfirst into the cesspool of AI madness, Elon Musk's sperminator antics, and the Cheeto-faced bromance that's making America gag harder than a Hooters waitress on a slow tip night. This ain't your grandma's podcast—unless your grandma's a foul-mouthed degenerate who loves a good conspiracy rant. Strap in, degenerates! Go Deep! What's on the Menu?   AI: The Good, The Bad, and The gloriously Fucked-Up – Kid A.G. unleashes Grok 3 in fun mode, and it roasts Elon like a Thanksgiving turkey on a spit. Evil AI domination? Check.   12 Kids, Zero Chill – This asshole's got more crotch goblins than a clown car at a haunted house. Is he a genius or just a horny egomaniac with a broken condom stash?   Bromance – Billionaires circle-jerking over power grabs while the world burns. Featuring Trump's tanning bed fetish and Elon's creepy ketamine-fueled awkwardness.   Political Shitshow  – From deregulation to Starlink mind control, these two are turning America into a dystopian wet dream.   Fertility Clinic Fiascos – A lady pops out a black baby that ain't hers, and some old dude's sperm is still knocking up strangers. What the actual fuck?   Hooters Nostalgia – Kid A.G. and El Pres drool over waitresses in khaki shorts and dream of stealing bartenders for the ultimate bar lineup. Boobs and beers, baby! This episode's a chaotic dumpster fire of AI rants, Musk-bashing, and Trump-mocking—exactly what you signed up for. Go Deep!, Fuckers! Wanna scream at us? Hit up goindeepshow@email.com  Tell us how much you hate Elon's haircut or Trump's tiny hands—we don't give a shit, but we'll read it anyway. 

Kid A.G. and El Pres unleashing a tent-centric shitstorm—longer than a donkey's dick and twice as crude. They cackle over their “fuck boy” label—damn right, bitches!—and dive into Hooters' bankruptcy, lamenting the loss of ass-and-titty ogling for horny bastards like them. El Pres scored a Hooters meal for ditching his ex—fuck yeah, free wings! Kid's raging at Gen Z pussies jacking off to phone porn instead of chasing real tail. Clips? A beta cuck whines about anxiety—Kid wants to slap his limp ass—and a chick dumps her man for booing Taylor Swift at the Super Bowl—pathetic cunt can't handle bros being bros. New segment “Burnin' Hell” torches the Yankees' beard rule switch—fans spit fire, pro and con, while Kid bitches about tradition getting fucked. They wrap with a Black History Month clip of five chicks yammering nonsense—Kid's lost, El Pres cracks up—and a St. Paddy's detox tease. Get ready to puke, you weak fucks!

Time for some transgender sports bullshit. Two high school “dudes” sue to play girls' sports—Kid says fuck it, make it all co-ed or suck it up, ‘cause these clowns don't even look like chicks. He's yaps about a chick-turned-dude freaking out on a plane—registered female, looks male, and the seat's a warzone.  Kid's howling about Kanye's swastika-shirt Super Bowl ad—what a dumbass, dentist-chair fuckery—and bitches about women's 4B movement: no dick ‘til rights return.  Then it's porn star trivia—a guy nails every big-titty name; Mr. Kleen's the champ Kid wants on the show. Spanish Temptation Island gets a nod—tits and ass galore—while Trump's trading cards are just cash-grab cockery.  Grok, Musk's truth-bot, turns rogue, calling Musk and Trump lying sacks of shit—free speech my ass, they gagged it quick. Rock Hall 2025 inductees piss Kid off: Bad Company's a yes, Cindy Lauper's a fuck-no, and Mana? Triggered as shit—where's Soundgarden, you pricks? He's done with awards—Grammys get a pass, but podcast gongs can suck a dick. Numbers are his prize, and if you're still listening, you're a pathetic fuck. Pound that play button at GoinDeepShow.com—this episode's a trans-trashing, titty-loving, award-hating cockstorm. Get in, you depraved fucks—it's gonna ram your ears and leave you dripping! Go Deep.

Kid A.G. and El Pres cackling about Trump's Cheeto-dust face—spraying that orange shit like a cumshot gone wrong. He's late to the mic ‘cause he was balls-deep, —then mocks hunters who still chase deer when tech's got us covered.  They buzz about Netflix's Saturday Night—Billy Crystal's backstage hustle and Milton Berle's massive hog and Curfew talk heats up—12:30 back in the day, El Pres's kid's got no leash, texting MIA while playing at the girlfriend's. El Pres spots a mystery stain on the kid's pants—cum or marinara?—and fucks with him hard. Memory lane gets nasty: junior year, Kid's thumbing a tall blonde's cunt while she rides him, braces snagging pubes he yanks out in Dad's car. Then there's the Wayne's World movie mix-up—two chicks, one with an ass that screams “fuck me,” show up, and Kid's brain blue-screens.  Red Eye 1.0 gets a roasting for dodging the show with “muh girl” excuses—Kid's ready to roast him a new name. Slam that play button at GoinDeepShow.com—this episode's a Cheeto-dusted, pube-pulling, shark-week-shagging shitshow. Dive in, you horny bastards—it's gonna fuck your head and leave you dripping!

Kid A.G. and El Pres in the studio, jacking up the line with Red Eye 2.0 on the horn. They kick it off grilling Red Eye about her night—up ‘til 6 a.m., not sucking dick or getting pounded, just chilling with a regular and Blood Siren.  Shit gets spicy when she spills about Blood Siren's fiancé, a creepy perv who tried to shove her into molesting a passed-out pal.  Kid brags about banging that morning while Red Eye's dry as a nun's cunt. They swap tales—Kid's crew once pranked a drunk dipshit with nail polish, makeup, and dip smeared all over his face.  Then it's rockstar dirt: Marilyn Manson's grooming  Rachel Evan Wood—Kid says he's just a rockstar doing rockstar shit, like Diddy or Cosby. Red Eye's still into R. Kelly's piss-play anthems, and they debate where the line's drawn on liking fucked-up artists. Red Eye's playlist last night? Four non Blondes and some ‘70s rock—fuck the bar's shitty presets. She sends a selfie with a smackable ass in heart panties. Red Eye drops a bomb: she had a sugar daddy, and loaded—paying her rent, car, and bar tabs for her company, no fucking required. Red Eye cops to groping a chick's real tits at the bar, four drinks in, while Kid bitches about Blondie's 79-year-old sugar daddy fling. 

A full-on cock-punching assault with Kid A.G. and El Pres shitting all over the Bay City bridge fuckfest. They're plotting to strut across those bridges with their pants down, assholes winking at the Bay City Bridge cocksuckers, daring them to ram it in deep.  Kid's itching to drop daily audio turds, skull-fucking these toll-charging dickwads ‘til they choke. Screwing downtown raw, and they're raging it wasn't fixed when they could have—fucking morons.  Some badass is pimping a pontoon ferry to flip the bird at tolls—free rides to Sand Bar, H2Os, and the docks, if he can suck enough sponsor dick. Kid's texting his crew about how these bridges are choking the life out of downtown's 20-year rimjob revival—traffic's deader than a nun's pussy. El Pres bitches about the west side being a ghost town—school, brewery, mall, and fuck-all else—while the east side's got parades and concerts up the ass.  Saginaw's bridges are free, motherfucker—Kid's ready to dive off Bay City's spans with a middle finger raised, hawking “Fuck the Bridge 2023” tees to every stubborn shit in town. Kid's got a clip of some cunt busting her man with two families, four brats, and a double-dick life. El Pres fesses up to juggling two dripping pussies in his sleazy 20s, dodging busts with “Wasn't me” bullshit ‘til they caught his ass on Bay Road. They unload on clingy whores—strip club sluts and needy cunts who can't handle “just friends” without wanting cock.  Kid's done with marriage—“Fuck that shit ‘til my balls rot off!”—and they're calling out a shady ex-cohost, a lying sack of shit who dodges invites and spins tales. Drag his ass in here—let's see if he's got the sack to spill his filthy guts.

We kick off with Valentine's Day, but instead of chocolates, we're dishing out fucking disdain. You're out here treating homemade cards like they're the new fucking currency in the land of love. Remember those Walmart machines? That's your fucking nostalgia trip, like reminiscing about the good old days of jerking off to Sears catalogs. Then we dive into the swamp of gold digging, where some big-titted blonde is after some old dude's cash like it's a fucking Black Friday sale on his shriveled-up balls. You're not just calling her out; you're fucking roasting her over the flames of your righteous indignation. "Gold digging slut" isn't just a label; it's a fucking scarlet letter branded on her soul. But the real shitshow starts when we jump into local politics, faster than you can say "corrupt fuckers." The Bay City Bridge Partners? Sounds like a fucking scam where they're trying to milk your wallet like a cow with udders the size of your fucking head. You're out here calling these politicians pieces of shit like it's your goddamn job, and the bridge? It's not a bridge; it's a fucking monument to bureaucratic bullshit. Your take on relationships? It's not just a rant; it's a fucking manifesto for living life like a wild, untamed beast. "I do what I want, who I want, when I want" sounds like you're the fucking king of debauchery, with more freedom than a fucking orgy in Vegas.  And the youth worship? Fuck me, you talk about that 23-year-old's body like it's a fucking masterpiece. "Once they have a kid, it's just never the same." You're out here preaching the gospel of eternal youth like it's the secret to eternal fucking happiness. Kids? You'd rather stick your dick in a blender than deal with that shit. Then we get to the soy milk conspiracy, because why the fuck not? "Soy milk turning everybody gay?" You're like a fucking mad scientist, debunking myths with the passion of a thousand dicks being waved in the air. Your advice? "Shove it up your ass." That's not just a suggestion; it's your fucking life philosophy. We wrap this shit up with "Dodge those arrows," because in your world, love, politics, and soy milk are all fucking landmines to avoid. This episode isn't just a podcast; it's a fucking declaration of war on everything that's "normal," a celebration of chaos, and a reminder that living life on your own terms is the only way to fucking live. Listen in. Go Deep.

We start with a name game that's more like a fucking orgy of identity theft where Red Eye has to bang his old nickname out of some chick's ass. It's like a gladiator arena, but instead of swords, we're swinging dicks. We're talking about a world where moving day means throwing your back out with a literal bag of cocks, and Bad Dragon shit is the new religion. Cuddling's not just for pussies; it's a fucking business where you need a goddamn government ID just to get a snuggle.  Fangs, blood play, and polyamory?  We're diving deep into age gaps so large, you'd need a fucking time machine to bridge them, and we're here to make sure some old fuck doesn't get his wrinkly heart stomped on by a gold-digging slut. Silicone swords? Check. Butt plugs so big, they could double as fucking furniture? Check. Gangbang records that would make even the most jaded porn star say, "Fuck, that's too much"? Triple fucking check. And don't get me started on the shroom parties where clothes are just a suggestion.

A shitshow of pretty buttholes, spring roll butt plugs, and crochet cocks that'll make your balls shrivel up and your brain scream, “What the fuck did I just hear?” Poopy Turds McGee is out here judging assholes after digging sunflower seeds out of a soldier's shitter in Baghdad, catching hepatitis and pink eye like a fucking war hero. Mama San's shoving spring rolls up asses and cranking out testicle teriyaki sauce like a goddamn splooge ninja, while you're debating who owns the pussy—you or the chick with the power to friend-zone your ass. You're baking weed-infused Rice Crispy treats with Fruity Pebbles and Oreos like a stoned Gordon Ramsay, and ranting about Cheeto dust on some politician's face like it's a fucking chemical weapon. And a crochet cock with soda-can girth? Bro, that's not a sex toy, that's a goddamn battering ram for your asshole. Tune in for the wildest, most fucked-up podcast on the planet, or go fuck yourself with a spring roll. Listen in. Go Deep.

Episode 2186 is a goddamn shitstorm of exes, tentacle dildos, and sweaty gray sweats that'll make your dick shrivel up and your brain scream, “What the fuck did I just listen to?” This ain't no pussy-ass after-school special—this is a full-on, balls-deep, fuck-fest of chaos, and I'm harder than a priest in a playground just thinking about it. First off, the universe is out here playing fucking video games with your life, serving up exes like it's a goddamn all-you-can-eat buffet of regret and bad pussy.  Then there's the Black Widow bowling team, with their massive fucking titties bouncing around like it's the goddamn Titty Olympics. You're out here trying to be the cool, not-gay bestie, but these chicks are like, "Nah, you're our gay BFF with a side of beard pussy." Meanwhile, you're like, "I could smell cunt in my fucking beard."  And don't even get me started on Red Eye and those fucking tentacle dildos. "Red Eye takes huge tentacle fucking dildos up the butt," what in the actual fuck is this? Is this comedy or a goddamn fetish porn site? Either way, I'm laughing my ass off while questioning if I need to bleach my fucking brain.  Oh, and the gray sweats? Fucking gray sweats, Kid? You wore those to a bar, and some chick tried to grab your cock like it was the last fucking chicken wing at a Super Bowl party. "Get the fuck away from me," you said, and I respect the hell out of that boundary-setting, but also, maybe don't wear the universal "fuck me, daddy" pants to a goddamn bar full of horny bitches. Grab a beer, avoid Midland like it's a fucking leper colony, and tune the fuck in, because this shit is unmissable. And if you don't, well, fuck you. Recorded: Saturday, February 1, 2025 On Mic: Kid A.G and El Pres

Kid A.G. and El Pres started with a crocheted cock thrown right at your face, courtesy of a friend who knows how to crochet some seriously funny shit.  We laughed our asses off about the girth, the length, and the potential uses of this yarn-made wonder, but don't worry, we didn't forget to get deep. We discussed the misconceptions about dick size, the emotional rollercoaster of puberty, and how body image plays into our self-worth. Then, we got into the nitty-gritty of dating, past relationships, and the baggage we carry. I shared my policy of not dating in the medical field - those chicks are fucking nuts. We explored the idea of bringing exes onto the show to discuss what I did right or wrong - imagine the chaos! But we also got real about how jealousy should fucking die by the time you're 45. We've all got a past; it's time to embrace it, not hate on it. The episode wrapped with a story from a bar, a poem on a napkin, and how it saved a marriage, showing that sometimes, the simplest acts can have profound effects. And we finished with a laugh about marriage, or the lack thereof, with some hilarious, yet crude, imagery involving Jesus and Satan.

Part 1 of 4 – This one was heavy on the feels, light on the bullshit, diving deep into the shit that matters. We kicked off with a punch to the gut - an emotional video tribute for our baseball team's 20th anniversary, mourning the loss of someone who was like family. We didn't shy away from the tough stuff. Talked about the support we crave when life shits on us, and the unexpected calls that bring back memories you thought you'd buried. We dug into family legacies, sharing stories about ancestors we never met but whose wild-ass traits we've inherited. But hey, we balanced it with some lighter shit - like the beauty of a fucking sunrise, the pride in providing for your kids, and the unbreakable bond of friends. We tackled parenting, the art of talking to your kids without going full dictator, and the economic realities that sometimes make you feel like a failure. This episode? It's raw, real, and packs a punch. If you want something that'll make you laugh, cry, and think, dive deeper than usual into this one.

Kid and El Pres start with a tale so fucked up, it could only happen in Hollywood - Mexican actress Lynn May gets her face fucked over by some jealous, backstabbing bitch who injects her with a shit mix of oils. Talk about a career killer! It's like watching a car crash in slow motion, but with more silicone and less dignity. Then we take a piss on the vanity parade, giving props to Pamela Anderson for not turning her face into a fucking science project. We dissect the bullshit of female camaraderie, where they'll smile to your face while plotting your demise like a Shakespearean tragedy, only with more cleavage. But it's not all catfights and face fucks; we delve into the sacred Michigan ritual of Euker, where if you don't know how to play, you might as well be from fucking Mars. And we skewer the "future is female" crap with the subtlety of a sledgehammer to the nuts. We yap about The Vu, where you can see titties but can't get booze because why the fuck should anything make sense? Learn the art of using friends as fucking smoke screens when you're out banging some broad you shouldn't be, because, hey, who doesn't love a good alibi? Then, there's this Instagram star whose shtick is beating the shit out of a punching bag and then farting in its face.  We celebrate the word "fuck" in all its glory, showcasing its ability to fit into any conversation like a well-lubed dildo. And for the grand finale, we get country song parodies that are all about public indecency and the dangers of cold weather to your junk - a real knee-slapper if your balls aren't literally frozen to the ground. And don't forget Vince Skinwell's tale of a dude in Canada who ends up with his cock glued to the sidewalk after a bar fight. It's like nature's own version of the world's worst waxing session.  

Kid A.G. and El Pres First stop is a racist old hag screaming at an Indian guy to go back to India because, apparently, in her world, Canada's for white folks only.  Then, we've got a drunken night out where the highlight is debating BJs  and getting pissed off at some dumb truck lights. Sports? More like a chance to show off how little you know about the game while wearing your team's colors. Football's just an excuse for a party, and baseball? It's the backdrop for your next day-drunk story. And finally, the pièce de résistance - a woman who decided to take on 1000 men in one day. Not for love, not for science, but for the shock value. It's a mirror to our society, where we're more interested in the spectacle than the substance. Go Deep

The Kid A.G. and El Pres in studio to put an assault on everything from social media to the sanctity of gender. They dive into a cesspool of commentary, from advocating for AI sex dolls to mocking the very concept of human relationships. If you've ever wondered what pure, unfiltered outrage sounds like, here's your ticket to hell. Detailed Rundown Billionaire Bastards: The Kid and El Pres plan a digital revolt against the likes of Zuckerfuck and Elon, whose names alone make them want to vomit. They're pushing for everyone to start their own sites just like those dip shits did, because fuck those rich pricks. Meme Coin Madness: The Kid wonders if you could make a coin out of your own cum, since it's apparently easier than stomaching salespeople, who are lower than dog shit on their shoes. Ghosts or Gas: El Pres questions if the studio's haunted or if he's just high and horny, leading to a debate on whether ghosts would even bother with their debauched antics. AI Cunts Over Real Ones: Why bother with women when AI ones can be programmed to shut the fuck up and just look hot? The Kid's new dream is a world where women are silent and  ready. Mute or Muffle: The idea of a mute button for women escalates to musing about stuffing socks in their mouths during sex because, apparently, silence is the new golden rule in relationships. Sex Stories: From a three-way in the studio to silencing a loud lover by unconventional means, their tales are wetter than a porn set in monsoon season. Celebrity Stupidity Bonanza: They drag Snoop Dogg for being a hypocrite, mock Obama's alleged affairs, and call out every celebrity for being a sellout or a slut. Gender Fuck-Up Fest: They go on a tirade about gender identity, questioning why anyone would chop off their cock just to miss it later, likening it to the biggest regret since the invention of skinny jeans.  • Art for Ass: The Kid talks about his art, made for lovers, not for money, because real artists don't sell out, they just get laid. Recorded: Saturday, January 25, 2025 On Mic: Kid A.G. & El Pres

Kid A.G. and El Pres shit-talk everything from kitchen politics to the art of faking attention in relationships. They blasted hypocrisy, made cooking sound like a fucking chore sent straight from Satan, and declared war on mom bods - because apparently, looking like you've given up is the new sexy.  They dove into the dark web of cheating using apps, reminisced about the good old days of handwritten love notes, and then shit got real kinky with tales of butt plugs and golden showers. The episode ends with a cautionary tale of flings with young hotties and the horror of scaring kid away with the term baby-making. Recorded: Saturday, January 25, 2025 On Mic: Kid A.G. & El Pres

Four more years of this fucking nonsense? America, fuck yeah? More like America, fuck us. Brace yourselves dipshits, it's Inauguration Retardation Day. We're about to witness what might be the most fucking amazing inauguration in history, where Donald Trump, that orange-faced fuck, will be sworn in. Let the "Greatness" begin, you stupid fucks.  Get to fucking work: Kid A.G. and El Pres are here to fucking celebrate this clusterfuck of an event, calling it out for the shitshow it's destined to be. Why celebrate when all we want is for this rich fuck to get to work? Stop with the gay-ass parties and pretending your wife doesn't want to throw herself off the nearest balcony. Sex, Squirts, and Stupid Bets: We'll dive into the art of making women squirt because, honestly, who doesn't want to hear about that? And what the fuck are sex bets? Who thought that was a good idea? Local Bar Love: We'll also give a shoutout to the local bar scene, because those fucktards clearly need more of our attention. Let's raise our beers to that! So, grab your drinks, and let's toast to four more years of bullshit. Cheers, you dumb fucks! Here's to hoping this circus ends with everyone getting laid or at least having a good fucking laugh.  Recorded: Saturday, January 18, 2025 Episode Title: "Cheeto Face 2: Election Boogaloo" On the mic: Kid A.G. and El Pres

Kid A.G. and El Pres are back at it again in Studio 163, kicking off Episode 2156 with some new intro music they're oddly proud of even though it was completely made by our robot overlords.,   They discussing the art of using candies like Jolly Ranchers for make out sessions, because apparently, candy isn't just for kids anymore. It's like a twisted Willy Wonka's factory where the golden ticket gets you some oral in the end. The duo takes aim at Hooters and Twin Peaks, whining about how the uniforms aren't what they used to be with all the ass crask showing legally allowed, all while making crude yet accurate comments about the staffs cottage cheese asses. Tech talk begins, with them bitching about Apple's latest updates. AI in social media? They're more worried about fake AI friends than their own lack of real ones. Pornhub's ownership comes up, but it's just an excuse to talk about porn without actually contributing anything useful. Sports get a mention, with baseball thrown in just for the hell of it, but mostly it's an excuse for more juvenile humor. They close this train wreck of an episode with a song about anal sex, because apparently, that's the note they want to leave on. Listen in. Go Deep. Recording Date: Saturday, January 11, 2025 Location: Studio 163 Hosts: Kid A.G. and El Pres

Time for an hour long Sunday Show for your dirtly little asses. Recorded on a chilly Saturday, January 11, 2025, at Studio 163 in Essexville, Michigan, Kid A.G. and El Pres take you on a dirty little carpet ride of current events, nostalgia and more. Listen in and always go deep.  LA's Fiery Hell: The episode kicked off with the LA wildfires, a grim reminder of nature's wrath. It's about community support in times of crisis, not just for those in the spotlight. The Goin' Deep Philosophy: Why do this show? It's our auditory diary, capturing the chaos of life. Kid A.G. emphasized the show's motto, "Fighting for Evil," is a nod to Mel Brooks' humor, not actual evil. It's about finding laughter in life's dumpster fire. Social Media's Shitshow: We dove into how social media has evolved, or devolved, pointing out the challenges of misinformation and government interference, and the dark side of content moderation. AI: The New Frontier: Kid A.G. floated the idea of using AI to recycle old episodes into daily content, But the real kicker was the discussion on AI sex dolls, envisioning a future where you could customize your sex life with 3D-printed celebrity heads or exes for some twisted nostalgia. The Dark Side of Moderation: We didn't shy away from the grim reality of social media moderators, who deal with the internet's filth for little pay, leading to severe mental health issues.  Cultural Commentary and Celebrity Lust: From discussing Heidi Klum's enduring allure to Jamie Lee Curtis's past roles, we explored how celebrities age in the public eye and whether they still hold up as fantasy figures. Masturbation on the Move: A playful segment where Kid A.G. and El Pres mused over the logistics of self-pleasure while driving, leading to a story about a cop caught in the act, highlighting human absurdity under pressure. Political Bullshit and Nostalgia: We touched on the absurdity of global politics, from the Panama Canal to Trump's influence, questioning its relevance to everyday life.  AI Robots - The Future of Sex: We pondered the implications of life-sized AI robots that could redefine human companionship, imagining a world where your next lover could be a machine with no emotional strings attached. Local Love and Laughs: We ended with a nod to our local scene, from bars to the quirky characters that populate them, reminding us that amidst global chaos, local life has its charm. Conclusion: This episode was a rollercoaster through current crises, digital debauchery, and the human condition's comedic relief. From empathy to absurdity, we've covered it all. In a world where everything's going to hell, sometimes you've got to laugh, fuck, and go deep.    LAFireCrisis, CommunitySupport, SocialMediaChaos, AINewFrontier, ModerationNightmare, CelebrityAging, MasturbationOnTheMove, PoliticalNostalgia

Well, fuck me sideways, this episode is a wild ride through the cesspool of human pettiness and linguistic bullshit. Hosts Kid A.G. and El Pres dive headfirst into the murky waters of passive-aggressive behavior, starting with a former business partner's diabolical attempts to sabotage Nurse Fiona's love life by setting her up with a dude sporting the herp, and another with a dick smaller than a pencil eraser.  The conversation gets real about how some people play the long game in social sabotage, using subtle digs and backhanded compliments as their weapon of choice. They discuss the absurdity of keeping "friend-zoned" buddies around as a safety net, only to be called upon when your own life's a shitshow.  But wait, there's more! The hosts touch on the holiday tech detox, where Kid A.G. turned off his phone to escape the digital noise, only to be bombarded with messages once he turned it back on. It's a reflection on how we're all addicted to the instant gratification of likes, texts, and calls. Then, they venture into the bizarre world of "unaliving," a term that's apparently replacing "killing" or "dying" in the overly sensitive world of social media. Kid A.G. and El Pres rail against this softening of language, arguing it's all about dodging YouTube's censorship to keep the cash flowing rather than any real concern for sensitivity. To round off, they share a quirky ritual of randomly calling people from their contact list to revive the dying art of phone calls in an era where texting reigns supreme.  This episode is a mix of personal anecdotes, social critique, and a good dose of "what the fuck?" moments, all served with the raw, unfiltered style *The Goin' Deep Show* is known for. #PassiveAggression   #HerpesHorrors   #Unaliving   #SocialSabotage   #FriendZoneBackstab   #TechDetox   #CallMeMaybe   #FuckCensorship

Welcome to Episode 2144 of The Goin' Deep Show, where Kid A.G. and El Prez take you on a graphic journey through the holidays' aftermath. They kick off by celebrating the survival of Christmas, diving straight into the upcoming debacles of New Year's and the holy grail of drinking days, St. Paddy's. But let's not forget the real countdown - to baseball and the sacred 69 days until pitchers and catchers report.  They then tackle the laughable concept of Dry January, with El Prez mocking it as a mere intermission before drowning in Guinness, describing the beer in terms so sexual you'll never look at a pint the same way again. The episode takes a hard left into porn star territory, introducing us to Angel Long, a blonde with an ass that could start wars, leading into a discussion about jacking off to doppelgangers of your exes or crushes.  The conversation gets even raunchier with tales of holiday sexting, hidden folders full of explicit content, and Kid's impressive spank bank collection. They touch on sex education, or the lack thereof from their own dads, before ending with a vivid portrayal of Angel Long's pornographic exploits - enough to make even the most seasoned viewer blush or get hard. If you're looking for an episode that's as filthy as the thoughts you keep hidden, this one's for you. #HolidayFuckery   #PornStarCrush   #AngelLong   #SpankBank  

The Kid A.G. and El Prez, yapping about how to create raunchy AI art and other geek shit, political shit and Kid has an adventure trying to keep score at a hockey game. Your average full of shit edition of the Goin' Deep Show.  AI Boobies and No Nut November: We kick off with a bang, discussing the tech of today - not the nerdy stuff, but the kind that lets you create your own smut fest. El Prez introduces us to Civit.ai, where you can conjure up images hotter than the sun in August. We talk about the absurdities of No Nut November, especially after a night where the whole town gets as drunk as a skunk. If you're looking for Genesis Rodriguez or just want to see some AI-generated titty freckles, this is your stop.  Hockey's Hardest Job: The Kid A.G. shares his harrowing experience at a Saginaw Spirit hockey game, where his job was to note which players were on the ice when goals were scored. Sounds simple, right? Wrong! It was like trying to solve a Rubik's Cube during an earthquake. With players changing faster than a porn star changes positions, it was a clusterfuck of numbers, penalties, and pure chaos.  Political Dirt Bags: We dive into the swampy world of politics with a laugh at the expense of some real choice specimens. From a Congressman with a penchant for crushing ED meds to get his "up time" longer than a Netflix binge, to a DOJ appointee with more scandals than a soap opera, we question the sanity of our elected officials. Are they dirt bags before they get the job or does power turn them into one?  The Entertainment Value of Idiocy: We reminisce about the days when political figures were at least entertaining before they became power-hungry pricks. Trump on Howard Stern? Gold. But now? More like a cautionary tale of what not to do when you've got the keys to the kingdom. Closing Fucks: So there you have it, folks - AI porn, hockey mayhem, and political perversion. Remember, if you're looking to make your own digital smut, go to Civit.ai, but keep it classy, or at least, as classy as we are here. And for the love of all that's holy, think twice before you vote for anyone with a suspiciously orange face or a forehead that looks like it's been in a battle with a steamroller.  Until next time, keep your nuts un-nutted, your boobies AI-generated, and your political choices... well, let's just hope they're better than ours. Catch you on the flip side, you glorious perverts!

A rare Saturday Morning Episode with Kid and El Prez, coffee in hand, yapping about how fucking great it is to have a day to do jack shit. They dive into how Home Depot is now ground zero for finding a fuck buddy—come for a hammer, leave to hammer someone naughty. They discuss the Tyson vs. Paul match, questioning if fighters juice up, but really, it's the ring girls making the bloodshed watchable.  Politics gets a thrashing, calling out the bullshit ads and how politicians manipulate us like puppets. Tiger Woods and Howard Stern are examples of public image flip-flops. Personal talk follows, where being yourself is a tightrope between asshole and beloved, with social media turning us into shiny, fake holograms. They lament on growing up, loving drama, and how authenticity is rare. This episode's a head-scratcher, but you'll listen because you've got nothing better to do, you pathetic turd.  Detailed Breakdown: Morning Coffee: They start with how Saturdays are too good, touching on AI music. Home Depot: A place where you might nail more than just home projects. Boxing: Steroids, punches, and tits get more airtime than the fight itself. Political Bullshit: Politics is a circus of lies, with everyone selling the same repackaged crap. Gender and Dating: They mock traditional roles and the emotional unavailability in modern dating. Authenticity: Being real versus what society expects, making you either an asshole or beloved. Public Perception: Stern and Woods show how quickly you can fall from grace. Social Media: Turning us into digital fakes, escaping real life's suckiness. Parenting: Raising kids to face life's punches, adults learning the same lesson. Masculinity: Men are expected to be emotionless turnips, but fuck that. Media Evolution: From newspapers to AI, possibly killing creativity. Conflict: A bar fight story, where insults are the real weapons. Self-Reflection: Calling out those living in drama, unaware of their role in it.

The latest episode of the Goin' Deep Show, where we explore the depths of human absurdity and technology's role in it, dives headfirst into the world of AI, with a side of sexual shenanigans. The Kid and E.P., delve into the world of AI-generated content, from country music about slamming doors on one's nuts to AI voice-overs that sound like they're straight out of a bygone era. The episode touches on Google's latest AI blunder, where it suggests using glue on pizza to prevent slippage, and recommends a daily dose of rocks for optimal health. This leads to a discussion on AI's questionable decision-making, potentially advising on the health benefits of eating ass. The Kid shares his experiences with AI in relation to plagiarism, questioning who becomes the authority when AI starts answering questions rather than just searching for information. It's like asking if the AI learned from the best or just the last person it listened to. In a world where privacy is as mythical as a unicorn, the hosts debate the utility of AI as a personal memory keeper or therapist, suggesting we might as well embrace the surveillance if it can remind us of our past. The conversation takes a turn into the risqué with confessions of movie theater escapades. From blowjobs in "The New Mad Max" to questioning the feasibility of fitting a large hand around, ahem, smaller personal items, it's a lesson in anatomy, expectation, and the joys of a private cinema session. Listen in. Go Deep.                    

Welcome back, you degenerate listeners, The Goin' Deep Show's latest dive into the abyss of human folly is Episode 2131. If you thought we were about to get all high-brow and shit, think again. Here's your rundown: The Kid's been out there living the life most of us only dream about when we're too drunk to remember our dreams. He's mixing with newbies like he's auditioning for a harem, but he's broke as fuck, so it's all fun and games until someone catches feels. In a world where the kids are using AI to do their homework, we've hit peak laziness. It's like humanity's giving up on thinking, but hey, at least the robots are getting smarter. El 'Pres's kid even got in trouble for this digital cheating. Maybe we should all just let AI run the schools, or our lives, at this point. There's a bit of racial banter thrown around, but not in that woke, everyone's-offended way.  The Kid confesses to some intimate adventures that would make even the sex ed teacher blush.  Remember floppy disks? Well, The Kid almost committed a crime against nostalgia by nearly beaning a principal with one. It's like watching a slow-motion train wreck, only with a piece of ancient technology. The episode dives deep into the murky waters of modern relationships. It's not just about whether she's the one; it's about whether you can afford her, metaphorically or literally.  They're talking about monetizing their voices like they're some kind of audio gold. If they start selling their laughter, we're all in for a treat.

First off, if you thought AI was just about making your virtual assistant sound less like a robot and more like a drinking buddy, you're in for a shock. AI's now in the music game, and it's not just playing; it's composing, singing, and maybe even out-drinking you at the after-party. AI like ChatGPT has been programmed to mimic breathing. Yeah, you heard that right. It's like your tech is trying to be human, or at least, as close as it can get without needing a smoke break. Now, let's talk about the elephant in the room – or should I say, the AI in the studio. There's a mix of "holy shit, this is amazing" and "fuck, are we all going to be jobless?" The truth? Adapt or get left behind. AI isn't here to take your job; it's here to change the game. Use it, or get used to playing second fiddle to a machine. Imagine this: You're creating music or running a radio station with content generated by AI. No royalties, no diva tantrums, just pure, unadulterated sound. It's like having a bandmate who's always in tune and never sleeps with your girlfriend. Yeah, there's pushback. But remember when people thought the car would make horses extinct? Well, horses are still around, and they're mostly shitting on trails now. AI's the car, and traditional jobs might just end up being the scenic route – still there, just different. So here's the deal – AI in music isn't the end of creativity; it's a fucking new beginning. It's like switching from acoustic to electric. Sure, it's different, and it might shock you at first, but damn, does it make some noise.  Stay curious, stay creative, and for fuck's sake, don't let anyone, not even a machine, define your limits. Let's make some noise, break some rules, and maybe, just maybe, enjoy the chaos.

Recorded: February 9th 2024 | In this weeks episode, the boys start off the pod on a bad note. El Pres calls Will and has some choice words for the boys as they missed a mandatory meeting Monday morning. The boys talk about the fallout of that situation along with some of the latest NFL headlines. Following the intro, we are joined by new Dallas Cowboys linebacker, Eric Kendricks. When this interview was first recorded during Super Bowl week, Eric was still a member of the Chargers so we had to have him Zoom back in to talk about his new team. He gets into how he felt about being released and the switch up to end up on the Cowboys. In the actual interview, the guys get into how Pro Bowl voting works, UCLA moving to the Big 10, his transition from college to the NFL plus so much more. Eric is another one of the boys and the podcast ends with a little bit of a competition. Tap in and enjoy. TIMESTAMP CHAPTERS 0:00 Intro 3:39 The Boys Get Reamed + Boss Man Calls 31:45 March Madness 38:23 Trev Albert's leaving Nebraska 47:25 Is Will A Notable Alumni? 56:05 "Justin Fields Takes Over Halfway The The Season" 1:01:43 ERIC KENDRICKS ZOOM 1:02:28 Becoming A Cowboy After Almost Being A 49er 1:03:55 Leaving LA 1:04:50 Being On America's Team 1:05:54 Possibly Switching Posiitons + Mike vs. Will 1:09:03 Cowboys Expectations 1:10:23 Micah Parsons Playing Style, Stressful? 1:11:33 Show Off The Whip 1:15:23 Shoutout Playing In The Sink 1:21:07 Willy Tattoo? 1:24:02 Dishwashing Etiquette 1:32:12 Who Has The Best Game On The Bus? 1:43:10 Baseball Or Tennis? 1:46:49 Dad Time 1:50:35 ERIC KENDRICKS INTERVIEW STARTS 1:50:50 How The Pro Bowl Works 1:56:18 Having An NFL Brother 1:58:37 Butkus Award Winner 2:01:06 UCLA To The Big 10 2:02:26 College Does Stadiums Right 2:07:54 Transitioning From College To NFL 2:09:13 "Don't Speak Unless Spoken To" 2:11:23 9 Years In, Still Making Plays 2:13:46 Team Stats vs NFL Stats 2:18:48 We All Fall Victim To The Search Bar 2:19:43 Big Car Guy 2:25:23 Any Resentment Leaving Minnesota? 2:26:42 Chargers Struggle's 2:28:16 Harbaugh Hiring 2:30:23 Chug Off 0:00 Intro 3:39 The Boys Get Reamed + Boss Man Calls 31:45 March Madness 38:23 Trev Albert's leaving Nebraska  47:25 is will a notable alumni from Nebraska? 56:05 Justin Fields/NFL talk 1:01:43 ERIC KENDRICKS ZOOM 1:02:28 How did he become a Cowboy after almost being a 49er 1:03:55 what happened for him to get cut 1:04:50 the feeling of Being a Dallas Cowboy 1:05:54 would he have had to switch positions for the niners + Mike vs. Will 1:09:03 expectations for the cowboys 1:10:23 playing with Micah, can it be stressful? 1:11:33 Show Off The Whip 1:15:23 Shoutout playing in the sink 1:21:07 Willy Tattoo? 1:24:02 Dishwashing Etiquette 1:32:12 Who Has The Best Game On The Bus? 1:43:10 Baseball Or Tennis? 1:46:49 Dad Time 1:50:35 ERIC KENDRICKS INTERVIEW STARTS 1:50:50 being a pro bowl alternate and voting for it 1:56:18 growing up with brother Mychal 1:58:37 winning the Butkus award 2:01:06 UCLA going to the big 10 2:02:26 Stadiums in college and NFL 2:07:54 Transitions from to college to NFL 2:09:13 Being a talkative rookie 2:11:23 His longevity in the league 2:13:46 Team stats vs NFL stats 2:18:48 Searching your name on twitter 2:19:43 Big car guy 2:25:23 Resentment leaving Minnesota 2:26:42 Chargers Struggle's 2:28:16 Harbaugh hiring 2:30:23 Chug OffYou can find every episode of this show on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or YouTube. Prime Members can listen ad-free on Amazon Music. For more, visit barstool.link/bussinwtb