I Could Go by Jafsa

In this great drama we call life, every moment is a scene, each passerby a new character, every massage parlor next to a vacant lot... a stage. Join us, Dear Listener, on a sordid romp through America's least relaxing spa, and along the way, you'll see Mike making terrible choices with his underwear, Tapan suffering through a stranger's thumbs in his eyeballs, and hot, hot stones blistering the skin of their very spines. After that, Josh stands five feet in front of a boat horn. Fin.

Pairings: a cruise, but with cocktails; Tarantino sledge hammers; Noneya's business manager