YO! What's up, youse guys? Cousin Cody’s back in the wooder, and we need to talk about that absolute garbage performance against the Bears on Friday night. I'm telling you, this whole city is having an aneurism, feel me? Fuggin' listen!

First up, the Birds. That embarrassing loss was an insult to Wawa coffee. We're throwing the names of the coaching staff into the wood chipper and debating one fuggin' thing: Should Coach Kevin P. be fired right fuggin' now? The arguments are flying like soft pretzels in the Linc parking lot.

And speaking of the coaching staff, we uncovered the real issue: The Birds' coaches are all a bunch of DEI (Designated Extremely Italian) hires! We break down the absolute facts (and the stereotypes) about why the sideline is run by guys named Vinnie and how this might be impacting our red-zone offense.

But hey, at least we got a sponsor who knows what's up: This week, it's Yabba Dabba Scrapple, the Official Unofficial Scrapple of the Philadelphia Eagles! We try the breakfast meat and explain why it's the perfect fuel for crying during a Friday night loss.

It's a jawn full of anger, absurdity, and scrapple. Grab your coffee (and maybe a paper bag to breathe into), and fuggin' listen!

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YO! What's up, youse guys? Cousin Cody’s back in the wooder, and we’re heading into Thanksgiving week with two fuggin' words: Dallas Sucks! Fuggin' listen!

First up, the Birds. It’s Cowboys Week, and the media is inventing drama in the Eagles locker room like they’re trying to win a Pulitzer for fan panic. We are too busy hating Dallas to worry about some manufactured beef. This is the NFC East title on the line.

But this week is also about family, and for us, that means a Thanksgiving full of debauchery that would make your grandmother clutch her soft pretzel. We’re talking about the wildest holiday moments and things we're genuinely grateful for—like girls named Crystal (spelled with a 'C' or a 'K', we're not picky!).

Finally, Philly Mark is in full war-room mode preparing for Black Friday. His mission? Securing a 20-inch flat screen TV for the most sacred place in the house: the baffroom. We analyze the strategy, the sales, and the absolute necessity of being able to watch the Birds while you're on the throne.

It's a jawn full of football hatred, holiday chaos, appreciation, and aggressive consumerism. Grab your Wawa coffee, and fuggin' listen!

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YO! What's up, youse guys? Cousin Cody's back in the wooder, and we're diving straight into a pile of national nonsense that needs a deep clean. Fuggin' listen!

We're kicking this jawn off with the infamous Epstein files release. We're not talking about the conspiracy theories, we're talking about the real dirt—specifically, the absurd fantasy that Trump and Clinton were having a romantic moment together. Cody and Mark act out the most awkward, unbelievable "romantic" scene ever to go down on that island. Grab a soft pretzel, because this role-play is a mess.

Then, we've got a public service announcement about "Huns" and their fuggin' perfumes! What is with women in this city wearing so much cologne, you can taste it two blocks away? We're breaking down the physics of a scent cloud and why you don't need to smell like a Wawa air freshener exploded on you.

And speaking of controversial jawn, we get into the whole nightmare surrounding the new Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs movie. We discuss the casting drama, the political fights, and why Disney decided to fix a story that nobody asked to be fixed. It's a comedy of errors involving fairy tales and social media meltdowns.

It's an episode covering everything from political drama to overpowering fragrances. Grab your coffee and your nose plugs, and fuggin' listen!

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