It’s January. Everyone’s tired. Nothing’s fixed.

The crew returns from the holidays ranting about flying anxiety, aging bodies, wrestling nostalgia, movies that should’ve quit while they were ahead, and why modern entertainment feels like one long merch table. Add bad food, worse economics, and zero optimism, and you’ve got the perfect start to a brand-new year.

Same show. Same energy. No self-improvement.

A new year begins… and nothing improves.

The Trick Talking Meat crew returns from winter break with stories of unclaimed mail disasters, awkward family Christmas moments, and gifts that probably should’ve stayed lost. Along the way, they spiral into Netflix cancellations, Stranger Things theories, weather chaos, holiday decorations that won’t die, and why going full Griswold on your neighbors is always the correct choice.

It’s loud, profane, nostalgic, and exactly what you’d expect from people who promised no growth in 2026.

Things kick off thermonuclear hot about barcades, dead pinball machines, and drinks on arcade cabinets — which is exactly what “Don’t Be a Dick December” is supposed to prevent.
Yeah… we made it about ten minutes. Good job, everyone.The TTM crew spirals into movie tropes, broken jukeboxes, toy-collector hell, thrift-store hunters, HasLab sticker shock, Disney clearance mysteries, and why William Shatner can absolutely stay off the wall.
It’s nostalgia, and rage paired together like Chevy Chase and Randy Quaid just in time for the holiday season.