We Mayx a Podcast mayx. that’s our ship name.

After nearly a year of being absent, we start talking again through the sh*tty mic and continue our long lost podcast.

on a picnic with my bud talking about protests, stalkers, and self-esteem. ENDED EARLY BECAUSE OF TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES

we continue to talk about past teachers, uncomfortable eye contact, and throwing a puppet off a 3 story balcony.

daily quarantine and experiences of dumb things to say with your family. (Taya’s microphone ends up cutting out which is why we are making another part)

height reduction/kneecapping, how many tic tacs you can eat before dying, and seeing if our friends know the pornhub jingle. the joys of late night conversations.

Mayx is our ship name. We’re just friends I swear... but anyways... a packed party with a troublesome ride, emails that don’t actually get to people, and bullying a 3rd grader. What could be better?