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The year is over, and season 4 is coming to an end. What better way to celebrate than with tequila, chips, and a pile of presents? This is it, the farewell to 2025, but it's going in style. First, tears shed over a dear departed booze delivery system. Second, a tribute to a kid with yellow hair and his pet tiger. Third, a mountain of wrapping paper getting ripped to shreds, and a sentimental journey in the middle. And finally, a trip to the land of 2026, where kaiju roam and stupid people get what's coming to them. You'll see. This is it, the end of the year, and we're going out in style - and with presents. See you all in 2026!

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To whomever wished for a winter wonderland, we hope you're happy. This unexpected New England snowstorm has blanketed Cape Cod in white, and also kept Your Friend Frosty and your bartender Mike Whiskey very far apart from each other. Fortunately, all is not lost. With a back catalogue such as ours, there's plenty to pick from, so we are throwing it back two Decembers ago when Whiskey and Frosty got schnockered and toasted to the 90 year anniversary of the death of Prohibition. Grab some eggnog and maybe a gingerbread cookie and pull up a chair - this is going to be tasty. And to accommodate our change in schedule, next week's episode will air early, before the holiday. We'll catch you then, Bourbonites!

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Robare is back. Figured you should all learn that up front, and not bury it deep down in the description. Fortunately, wherever Robare travels, laughter ensues, and this time it's not one, not five, but six questions for a holiday installment of Hypothetically Speaking, Of Course. An extra question means extra holiday merriment, and we've jam-packed this episode with popcorn, giant cruise ships, contraband cookies, duct taped nutcrackers - and then it starts getting weird. Also, Your Friend Frosty learns why the human heart should remain inside the body, the censor button gets a workout, and Whiskey reveals your long-awaited answers to the latest Whiskey Asks. Bring on the lights, and the fruitcake. You're gonna need 'em both.

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Nature is scary. Your Friend Frosty has made this point before again and again. But now, at long last, he has data to back it up. First, a jaunt to the magical land of Britain, where a garden full of the most horrible things you can imagine (namely toxin-spewing, organ-liquifying, death-inducing plants) grow merrily for all to see through a shiny new hazmat suit. Then, your bartender Mike Whiskey travels all over the globe to make Frosty squirm uncomfortably with twenty of the world's most dangerous plants - and some may or may not be real. The ones that aren't will shock you. The ones that are...well, consider yourself warned. Also, Christmas is here! That's always a reason to panic.

Britain's Deadliest Garden | BBC Global
https://youtu.be/52Ou1OiYCK0?si=ml13JjqbAit2tfLt

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It had to happen eventually. Both your plucky podcasting hosts have cracked. Your Friend Frosty takes us all the way back to the long-forgotten time known as the 1950s, where some naughty Brits literally cooked up a wicked scheme that shook the foundation of sanity, sensibility, and suppertime. Also pasta. Dragging Mike Whiskey along for the ride, Frosty is here to educate you all on the great Spaghetti Tree Hoax, brought to us by British television, and then to make matters worse, to drive us forward into a world where ice cream, red gummi candy, and even pulverized clams are somehow found in the wild and can be captured, reigned in, and made into dinner. We've gone back, folks, but trust me - it only gets weirder.

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It's a special anniversary. The tin anniversary, to be exact, ten years since the most Cape Cod thing that has ever happened on a Cape Cod bridge to inconvenience a lot of people and send poor unfortunate participants to the hospital. That's right, we're talking about not just a crash, but the crash, and hang on, it's gonna be...well, ridiculous. But first, where have your hosts been? Well, there's been a lot of things going on in the lives of your bartender Mike Whiskey, Your Friend Frosty, and extended members of the Bourbon On Ice family. After hearing a few tales (and tails) of woe, Whiskey attempts to help Frosty unwind and relax. Booze and terrible jokes are applied to the situation, unfortunately. Hang on, this one's a doozy...

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The time is right. The mood is right. The season is right. So, yeah, we're doing it again - it's time for another round of Hypothetically Speaking, Of Course - Halloween Edition. But we've already done that, so this is an even more...Halloweenier version? Sure, let's go with that. And what do we have to talk about this time? Marauding pumpkins? Restless spirits? Terrifying home rentals? Yes to all. Also, Your Friend Frosty gets a lesson in Filipino spooks from your bartender Mike Whiskey's brand new wife (that happened, we told you all about it) and an animated pilot sends us all reeling. It's a full episode, and this is the season of 'ween. Grab some candy and get unsettled.

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With Your Friend Frosty recovering from a long weekend (and some oncoming sniffles), it's time to relax, put up the feet, and remember that Halloween is a strange month-long time to talk about very crazy things. In this case, we're re-airing last year's episode dedicated to one of the strangest zombie films ever, starring boy band members, 90s rock stars, MadTV actresses, and a lot of zombies. It's a thing, you'll see. Sit back and relax, because we're bringing you Dead 7, the film just weird enough to be real.