We're back with childhood regrets, Christmas tales, and shocking alien news.

Three idiots in one little car on a freezing night in a shifty town musing on gravity, tragedy, and horniness.

Tyler's sick, Anderson's got a new catchphrase... and one of the pabs is being impeached??

More dudes have been busted for being awful, we're in love with a new Netflix show, and a certain doctor friend of ours might be kinkier than expected....

People keep touching people.

Mike saw a weird movie, Target is obsessed with Tyler and Anderson finds some spicy Yelp reviews.

The first thing you need to know about this episode, is that Mike knew three smoking hot chicks in San Diego...

So basically, Mike's been stealing dirt because ???

Anderson is lost at sea, and Mike and Tyler are just lost in life.

Sewers, moats, Round Table pizza, Def Leppard, the undead, eating with your butt -- this episode has it all!

Anderson's got a funny finger to match his rules of thumb and we invent a questionable new game.

It's tense times in the AD studio when the guys reconvene to discuss the live show, mouse problems, casual racism at Subway and so much more.

That gang is back together with tales from abroad, effusive apologies and an exceedingly life-like baby doll -- all in front of a live audience!

Tyler goes back to the UK because he's rich and can travel the world while Mike and Anderson stare at the sun.

Anderson has finally reached his breaking point with our dear leader and what was supposed to be 10 minutes, turns into an hour of us bitching about the President. 

We also totally forgot it was episode 400, so there's zero fanfare. Perfect!

Oh and we added a second "show" to our September 2nd event -- right now it will probably be a ADvice/Q&A type thing. Tickets here: http://www.ticketweb.com/venue/hollywood-improv-the-lab-hollywood-ca/431725

I don't even know where to begin with this description. We read a filthy urban legend, Tyler saw something he can't wrap his mound around, and Anderson has a new hair person.

Live show updates, Anderson's middle school bully, patent office, ancient civilizations, and so much more. Or at least slightly more.

We've got a SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT, babies in toilets, baseball arguments, Tyler's television debut, unlikely friendships, lawyer listeners and an extremely abrupt ending due to the recorder losing power!

Get ready for some wild applause breaks, uncomfortable slavery discussions, and hard-hitting investigative journalism into the Jake Paul/Team 10 madness happening just down the street from The Improv.

We learned about ponzi schemes (kinda), have no idea how the stock market works, Mike saw something terrible in the desert and a special guest drops by for a few moments!

Come for the tough guy talk, stay for Mike ruining sales deals with his awkward small talk.

Do you really need a description of this show at this point? We talk about stuff, say regrettable things and make weird nosies. The end.

Anderson and Mike are broadcasting from shitcan central (Anderson's office) and TyTy calls in from jolly old London town.

Anderson's good times at the gym are in jeopardy, Mike reinvents baseball, what ever happened to gleeking, and we've all been removed from Wikipedia.

Slow-mo gleek video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dr-lJnVM45Y

Mike has a new neighbor, Anderson hates young people enjoying their lives, and TyTy gets philosophical... but can't really explain what he means. 

Anderson brought a mysterious unopened case that we open LIVE on air and Mary Lynn Rajskub (Chloe from 24) drops by.... momentarily.

Anderson is confused by a Tecate commercial with Sylvester Stallone, Mike went to a chili restaurant, and Tyler found a baby bird.

Mike went to a Renaissance Fair by himself, Anderson is one week into the "Hardest Job On The Planet" and TyTy's sails are windless.

What do Bloods, Transformers, David Lee Roth, guys named Edward and your creepy brain have in common? They're all in this episode.

At long last, we're reunited -- and then almost immediately kicked out of the studio and onto the freezing cold roof.

Anderson is finishing up his film, so you're stuck with Mike and TyTy for one more week. We're talking x-ray specs, S-Town podcast, wetsuit myths, accents, and a bunch more.

Patrons, not sure if it's really a benefit, but you get the DIRECTOR'S CUT, featuring Mike prattling on to himself while waiting for TyTy to call him.

Anderson is still out making his film, so Mike and TyTy are holding down the fort in a very mediocre fashion. We've got updates from the VIOLENT set of Anderson's film, fascinating TV production talk and some sartorial adventures we have in common.

If your a Patreoner, check our Patreon page for a special bonus clip we recorded @ Anderson's shoot this past Sunday evening.

Mike went to Anderson's film set, we have no idea what a Best Boy is, and a surprise guest from Missouri drops in.

Anderson has an apology to make, tar pits freak us out, and Anderson has a new way of communicating with homeless people.

Where do organs and limbs go when the die? A finger for a weiner? What are super nuts operations? Can Mike name drop Paul McCartney again?

All this and more on this week's steaming garbage barge known as the After Disaster.

Ignorance abounds when we talk space, Nate Dogg and, yes -- even take calls.

The Sex Guy is here. Plus Anderson, Anderson was terrified of Iron Maiden's mascot, and Mike's dad made him a weird ass bed.

Tyler had an accident at the Grammys, Mike has thoughts about self-love, and Anderson needs a Gramophone.

This episode has a real avant-garde opening and conclusion. Also, Mike listened to old episodes and is filled with regret.

Anderson is casting for his new film, Mike "invents" a new job, and Tyler touches Anderson in the dark.

**Apologies for audio quality. Mike forgot the recorder so we had to record on our respective phones

This week: the dark web, new diets, slip n' slides, the lord above and some spicy debates.

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We watched a documentary about men that dress up as female dolls and have a lot of thoughts. Like, A LOT of thoughts.

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We're in the dark. Literally.  Mike and Anderson have suffered the loss of two places they enjoy, Tyler was on the news, Jesus will give you free bees and Ali Wong is trying to destroy our show any way she can.

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It's 2017 and we are that show.