You heard right, Pho-Cal Heads. This old pod is movin’ on to quieter, less-audible pastures. It’s proven too much for Johnny’s delicate system, and he’s told Tony at the worst possible time! Johnny apologizes. Tony accepts. Even with its somber tones, this episode does not lack a description of Tony’s fulsome toilet leavings. It is still an episode of The Phoney & Call-y Show, after all. Outstanding finances are ironed out, the merch is sold off, and the audience is treated to one, final, undeserved dressing down. Then, Tony contends with an epic Johnny’s Game where all of Johnny’s remaining questions are disposed of. As the receiver is laid down in the cradle, for the last time, our hosts feel immense gratitude for all those who took the time to listen…and searing contempt for the many more who did not. Now, if you will, please remove your Bluetooth headphones, go out into the world, and cough on someone. We love you. Goodbye.

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We start with some real, nice energy and momentum. The babies sing a little. Then it all hits a brick wall when Johnny holds forth on his ramen lunch. Who cares, Johnny?! Tony talks about his booster experience, which yes includes anal gel! Which I think has been discussed in like four or five episodes now. Tony does an impromptu and FREE ad for the coffee company that, up until now, has been happy to pay to advertise. Then we get into proper etiquette at Duane Reade and how to make a nice, homemade bleu cheese dressing! Tony gives great plugs, and Johnny displays his dirty water bottle!

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Johnny has gotten the new COVID booster. And it has provided him with firsthand knowledge of the mysterious “anal gel” that Tony is always talking about. Tony feels vindicated. Johnny feels dirty. They discuss Tony’s recent health ordeal, his ongoing battle with his live-in insects, and there’s some confusion over the name of the Auntie Anne’s pretzel franchise. Then, the simply-effervescent Naomi Ekperigin comes on, clears up the pronunciation of her last name, and immediately wants health advice from the lads. Naomi, it should be mentioned, is recording from a safe house, having fled her husband who, despite his years of diligence, has come down with COVID. Johnny is quick to remind everyone that contracting the virus instantly makes one stupider. No one likes to hear that, but they cannot refute it.