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?

Guess who's back? Back again.

J.C.'s back. Tell a friend. That's right folks. Our May-Man J.C. Stone rolled away.

What's up? What's up now? Said couldn't be done. Sorry, haters.

I thought you were talking about the second coming of J.C. Shazay, whose career has been in a major,

is it hit a major updraft lately? I say updraft. That updraft is the perfect word. He's gliding

on his success, I think. He's on a hang glider of success. This is our special Easter edition.

The stone of ignorance has been rolled away. Their, in its place, is us. My name is Justin McElroy.

I'm Travis McElroy. I'm Griffin McElroy. We are still alive, but we're sleeping in there.

Can I say something? I don't want to offend anyone, so I can't stress enough how much this next

statement has no religious connotations whatsoever. Of all the holidays that you really look forward

to as a kid, Easter is the only one that doesn't translate to adulthood. You think? There's no baskets

when you're in a, okay, so when you're a kid, you celebrate Christmas and you're an adult,

of course, Christmas rules. And then you get Halloween, and then you get to be an adult,

and you get to drink and dress up. Yeah, Halloween gets better. I would say that's better.

And like, St. Patrick's Day just gets way more awesome when you get older. Why do you even have

St. Patrick's Day of your kid? Yeah, what are you doing? Putting your foot down your

foot. But then Easter, like, what's the adult equivalent of an Easter basket? Well, by,

most, most people see when they reach adulthood or so scared of dying is the thing. So this

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