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-“Today on The Effin’ CrunchCrew we’re hittin’ that rewind button, baby—it’s THROWBACK THURSDAY! Big Spook and Pan Blanco are in the building, and we’ve got a whole damn show of straight-up EFFIN’ Mumble Jumble. That’s right—no script, no rules, just grown-ass chaos.

Expect random memories, questionable facts, stories that should probably stay buried, and jokes that’ll make HR departments everywhere cry. Who knows what’s about to happen? Hell, even we don’t know.

So grab your drink, loosen your belt, and get ready to laugh, cringe, and maybe regret your life choices along with us. This is Effin’ CrunchCrew Throwback Thursday—where the past comes back to haunt us… usually after a few too many beers & whiskey.”

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-"Poo-Pourri, ADHD, and Fiery Drownings”

Episode: Effin’ Mumble Jumble – Just Spook & Tha Gurls

It’s just Spook & Tha Gurls today! Pinkie and Loca Lisa roll through the randomness while Spook bounces around on full-blown ADHD mode. Topics? Oh, you know… Poo-Pourri bathroom confessions, the secret truth behind who really makes those giant cell phones, and Spook trying to convince Loca Lisa that his vehicle is something special (spoiler: he’s way too excited).

The crew also dives into some deep waters—literally—talking undercurrents, and asking the age-old question: what’s the worst way to go… water or fire?

As always, this episode is nothing but pure Effin’ Mumble Jumble. Buckle up.

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-Spook, Loca Lisa & Pinkie crack open the ultimate mind-bender: Would you really wanna live forever, or is that just a one-way ticket to boredom and madness? We talk the good, the bad, and the ugly of eternal life — then toss Rapamycin into the mix, the so-called “fountain of youth” drug pulled straight outta dirt from Easter Island.

But let’s be real… Spook’s ADD derails the deep talk faster than a drunk uncle at Thanksgiving, so expect tangents, trash talk, and plenty of Effin’ Mumble Jumble along the way.

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-Today on The Effin’ CrunchCrew
Blanco’s finally covering up that Turkey flag tattoo—what’s he replacing it with? Believe it or not, Gus Gus! Then things get weird when Blanco starts talking “Red Rockets” (gross, bro). Meanwhile, Spook shows off his latest life hack: a portable bidet. He swears it’s a game changer… but Pinkie isn’t so sure once Spook whips it out of his backpack for show-and-tell.

On the food front, mashed potato enchiladas stacked with shredded, sautéed brisket have the crew drooling—straight up mouth bomb. And is Pan Blanco being haunted by his father-in-law and wife’s uncle? The jury’s out, but the Effin’ Mumble Jumble is definitely in.

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-Today on The Effin’ CrunchCrew it’s just the guys—Pan Blanco, Big Spook, and Spook’s son-in-law Cheezy-J. They kick things off with Week 1 football talk, diving into the love/hate rollercoaster of Spook and Blanco’s Dallas Cowboys. But you know these two can’t stick to one topic for long—before you know it, the conversation spins into all kinds of Effin’ Mumble Jumble, dragging poor Cheezy-J along for the ride.

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-🎙️ Today on The Effin' CrunchCrew
Spook kicks things off narrating the twisted Oscar Sanchez Garcia case and the victims’ stories—dark, real, and raw. Then we dive into a wild tale of a man who manipulates his side chick into helping him murder his wife 😳.

Meanwhile, a mosquito won’t leave us the hell alone (is Pan Blanco secretly a serial killer?? 🦟🔪).

“Dr. Spook” and his wife break out a new ER-themed board game where you either save lives… or kill your patients 😂.

We also ask: What the hell is IED? And just how many kinds of IED’s are out there? 💥

Plus—drinking games our parents used to play, and Pinkie’s got a surprise—she’s renting out a whole damn movie theatre! 🍿

All this madness and plenty more Effin’ Mumble Jumble only on The Effin’ CrunchCrew.

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-The Effin’ CrunchCrew — “Jeremy: The Boy Behind the Song”

Today on The Effin’ CrunchCrew, things get deep. Spook discovers that he and Jeremy — the boy behind Pearl Jam’s haunting anthem — actually went to school together. Same hallways, same yearbook, just six months before tragedy struck. But was the whole song really about Jeremy? We dig into the truth — and Eddie Vedder’s other inspiration for those lyrics.

Of course, this wouldn’t be The CrunchCrew without a little chaos. Pinkie gets accused of aiding and abetting two fugitives, Spook admits he might’ve been a snitch at 7 years old (“You didn’t see anything!” — “Shooottt yes I did!”), and we ask the real questions: Have any of the crew been traumatized? What do silent screams of depression sound like? And more importantly — who can help when nobody’s listening?

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- Today on The Effin’ CrunchCrew, it’s just Pan Blanco, Loca Lisa, and Spook talking straight-up madness. Blanco’s wife thinks she’s Snow White—feeding every damn critter in the neighborhood, coyotes included. Blanco nearly shoots two poor Wildlife Foundation workers, then almost throws hands with some dude trying to kick his way through his Wichita front door (turns out, the house used to be a drug spot 🤦). We break down why white folks always run toward scary noises, Texas’ dumbass new law limiting sex dolls and dildos (who the hell is counting?), Deep Ellum Bob, and even the jacked-up way they cured gonorrhea in Vietnam. All this chaos, plus a big ol’ serving of Effin’ Mumble Jumble.