Shocktober concludes with the playfully titled The Bye Bye Man, starring the titular Bye Bye Man and some boring people. Meanwhile, Elliott channels Freddy Kreuger to give the Bye Bye Man some advice, Stu explains Dan doesn’t have to pick up floor food, and Dan has some questions about fish blow jobs.

We discuss Rings, live at the Regent Theater in downtown L.A., with special guest Jordan Morris of Jordan Jesse Go!

Smalltember Small-Stars concludes with Pass Thru, a.k.a. us revisiting the endless well of crazy that is Neil Breen, the lumpy messiah-complex-ed Las Vegas architect who’s also a one-man moviemaking factory. Will we be as charmed by him this time around? Meanwhile, Stu rails against those who rail against political correctness, Dan reveals childhood spider trauma, and Elliott is under attack by helicopters.

It’s Smalltember Small-Stars, with a return to Frank D’Angelo, the Canadian energy drink magnate and bad movie savant behind No Depo$it. This time we discuss his undead Italian saga, Sicilian Vampire. Meanwhile Stuart is on about millennials, Dan poses a salient point about bananas, and Elliott is bound and determined to go through this movie beat-by-beat.

We’re back, baby! And we’re all ready to jack into the matrix to cyber-brain download Ghost in the Shell, or something. Meanwhile, Dan goes all googly eyes, Stuart spins some controversial theories about Middle-Earth, and Elliott takes us down to his seafood restaurant.

While Elliott’s making the transition into the relaxed SoCal lifestyle, we’re running some shows we have in the bank, like this live show from back in the winter, which may have been our best one yet. Meanwhile, Elliott reveals Hitchcock’s commercial work, Stuart wants us to know that he can do impressions too, and Dan accidentally says something untoward about his mom.

It’s an emotional moment. This is the last regular episode where all three peaches will be in Dan’s apartment recording together, in the same space. It’s also the ten year anniversary of this dumb podcast’s existence. So how did we celebrate it? By taking a look at what was supposedly the worst movie back when we were growing up, Ishtar. Elliott vastly improves “Meet Dave,” Dan somehow misses some nudity, and Stuart talks about a “tug in his butt,” whatever that means. We’re gonna miss this, guys.

We reach way back into the Flop House vault to bring you a live show from the winter, with Suicide Squad. The commercials are all-new, though. That’s good for something, right? Meanwhile, Elliott tries to sell us the character of the Joker, Stuart suggests the hell of being Boomarang, and Dan is accident prone.