Ep 7: Juxtaposition Is My Favorite Yoga Pose

Sometimes you record an episode that feels like a therapy session wearing a silly hat. This one opens with a polite warm-up—icebreakers, flamingo milk, and a smell in the gym that may or may not be the scent of regret. It slowly unspools into a more honest reckoning with childhood friendships, romantic connection, and whether the phrase “pissy pants” can ever be morally justified. It’s earnest, it’s messy, it’s a bit gross.⁠⁠⁠https://medium.com/@nickbeefman⁠⁠⁠⁠https://substack.com/@nickbeefmanSomewhere between debating the ethics of bullying and whispering sweet nothings to your phone at 3am, we stumble into something like emotional intimacy. There’s poetry, sleep anxiety, Ritalin, some light sobbing, and—of course—a cock pointed at the ceiling. If you make it through to the end, you deserve a flamingo milk latte and a long hug from a stranger who smells faintly of nostalgia and tiger balm.