The McElroy brothers are not experts, and their advice should never be followed.

Travis insists he's a sexpert, but if there's a degree on his wall, I haven't seen it.

Also, this show isn't for kids, which I mentioned only so the babies out there will know how cool

they are for listening. What's up, you cool baby.

Hello and welcome to my brother, my brother, me and then a fight show for the modern era.

I am your oldest brother, Justin McElroy. I'm your middle-aged brother, Travis McElroy.

I'm your baby brother, Griffin. It's Dad's Day, obviously, and I thought we could start off by

remembering some of our dad's best zingers. I'll start to give you guys time to think about it.

I, we were in a parking lot, and someone, this guy was walking across the parking lot and blocking

my dad's progress to our dad's progress to a parking space, and this gentleman was walking

slowly in front of Dad and not an anyway expediting his travel. Any yell of the guy in the car,

because with the windows rolled up, because we're Baptist, he said, yell with the guy, hey,

this hat wearing Geekaboy needs to get out of the way. And the gentleman was not wearing a hat.

Yeah, I don't know why. I'm not sure why hat wearing Geekaboy was the

the fucking zinger that dad decided to apply this gentleman. Maybe he had a hat. Time has etched

away so much of this memory. It's hard to say, but you know, I think my fear is the time that we

were all sitting in the back seat. And you know, we were having a spat as young brothers are like

to do, smacking one another and, you know, hitting each other. And Dad turns around from the driver's

seat and says, you guys stop fiddly farting around back there. And like all three of us stopped.

I'm like, excuse me. That story gives him that story applies to our dad at a sort of flanderzian charm.

My favorite is the time that he was up in the attic arranging his comic book collection.

And he took the screen out of the window because it was so hot. And then he bent down to pick up

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