The $1,300 Chicken Coop Problem (And Why Dingo's Garage Gym Is the Solution)
Dingo discovers that pre-built chicken coops for six birds cost around $1,300, which he finds absurd. Rather than pay, he proposes keeping the chickens loose in his garage at night—specifically near his home gym. The group jokes about getting "swole" chickens that will be extra meaty if they don't lay eggs, with Robbbie calling it '4D chess' and Tad praising the forward-thinking approach. It's a hilariously terrible plan that somehow makes sense in the Dingo Weekly universe.
State-by-State Porn Search Statistics (Seriously)
Dingo pulls data from the New York Post showing porn searches per capita by state, revealing Maine at the top with 14.7 searches per resident annually, followed by Georgia. New York ranks eighth with 4.75 searches per person, while Illinois comes in dead last at 1.16—prompting Robbbie to joke he needs to 'put in more work.' The group debates whether the data counts visits or searches within sites, questions why babies are factored into population stats, and pokes fun at Maine for apparently having nothing better to do than jerk off.
Tad's Bird Rescue Mission: From Shovel Scooping to Worm Smoothies
Tad describes finding a baby bird that had fallen (or been evicted) from its birdhouse, which he rescued by scooping it up with a shovel and moving it to safety. He then ground up a worm, mixed it with warm water to create a 'worm smoothie,' and fed it to the bird via syringe. The group riffs on the absurdity of the feeding method, with jokes about the bird OD'ing and Tad potentially becoming a 'bird bud' through imprinting. Tad believes he saw the mama bird watching from above, approving of his assistance.
The Mysterious Bird That Invaded Robbbie's House
Robbbie's kid held the door open during a rainstorm while complaining about his wet towel, allowing a bird to fly directly into the house and into Robbbie's office. The conversation captures the absurdity of a child prioritizing a wet towel over shelter, resulting in an unexpected indoor wildlife encounter. While the transcript cuts off before the full resolution, the setup perfectly encapsulates the show's random, chaotic energy.
Well, that's well, my gym's in there. So they're going to get fucking swole as shit. And then there'll be extra meat if they don't lay eggs. I'm going to have a good dinner. — Dingo Jackson← All episode posts