Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast

Queenie & TT
  • 5.0 (9)
  • Comedy
  • Updated Weekly

Welcome to the Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast, a comedy podcast with music and pop culture references that keeps you laughing and engaged. Join our hosts, Queenie & TT as they share humorous anecdotes about daily life, offering women's perspectives on lifestyle and wellness. We dive into funny cannabis conversations and stories, creating an entertaining space where nothing is off-limits. Each episode features entertaining discussions on pop culture trends, as we discuss music, culture, and cannabis in a light-hearted and inclusive manner. Tune in for a delightful blend of humor, insight, and relatable stories that celebrate life's quirks and pleasures. Each episode features original AI-assisted music created by Humble Pond Productions, LLC alongside licensed intro and outro music.

  1. 4d ago

    That Ain't No Way To Have Fun

    Drop us a line or two . . . This one hits differently. The episode opens with Queenie still finding her footing after what can only be described as a vacation that got yanked out from under her. She and TT had been soaking up the final glorious days of Cape Cod — doing absolutely nothing of consequence, seaside, blissfully unbothered — when Queenie got the call. Mumsy had taken a fall on her way in from her program. Smashed pelvis. Fractured sacrum. Twenty-four hours in the ER. And Queenie was five-plus hours away in Truro, Massachusetts. Enter Lauren — Queenie's daughter, a registered nurse, who had literally just come off her own shift when the call came in and immediately redirected herself to St. Peter's Hospital to be with Gigi. Which, thank God, because what unfolded in that ER was a master class in how not to treat a ninety-three-year-old woman with multiple fractures and mild cognitive disorder. Gigi spent hours on a stretcher in a hallway. No fluids. No pain management. Lauren sat in the waiting room in her scrubs for three hours before she could even get back to her mother. A physician didn't lay eyes on her until the early hours of the morning — twelve hours in. They were also apparently going to send her home, and the only thing that stopped that was the fact that Gigi was having trouble oxygenating. Which is terrifying, and also accidentally the thing that saved her. Queenie is cautiously optimistic that Gigi will be transferred to Sunnyview, an acute rehab facility, with Lauren quietly working every connection she has to make it happen. The physician reviewer initially declined the transfer — and then apparently learned he was "dealing with a VIP" and reversed course. So. Lauren's getting things done. Meanwhile, TT is recording from the Cape on her last day — computer balanced on four puzzle boxes, microphone rattling every time she shifts on the bed, doing her absolute best. She's not ready to leave. Nobody ever is. Honey spotted a great white shark in the bay with his binoculars (there had already been a sighting from a boat the day before, so he knew what he was looking at). A seal was hanging out ten feet off the beach. TT's sister Mare found two rocks shaped like sharks and everyone is coming home with a collection of found treasures. TT found a nose. An actual rock nose. They both save boxes — Apple boxes are singled out as particularly premium — and they are completely unapologetic about this. There is a brief and important moment of grief for the inflatable island, a large and unwieldy float that had served them well but had been slowly losing air all week despite a duct-tape patch job that was, by their own admission, not exactly precision work. With the combined assistance of TT's three sons and two daughters-in-law, the island was retired with dignity. They're reconfiguring for something more age-appropriate going forward. A parasol was suggested. The episode's "What Have You Consumed Today" check-in: Queenie is smoking Mendo Purps dog walkers from Hepworth — tiny little things, perfect for microdosing, very cute. TT scored her gummies, which have apparently been rebranded from "Hummies" to "Tree Works." TT took half of one five-milligram. They are both doing what they need to do to stay on an even keel. The "Wait, What?" segment this week is a roundup of things people only discovered about their partners after moving in together. One sock removed hours before bed, the other stays on — nobody knows why. Three hundred used contact lenses tossed behind the headboard instead of the trash. Popcorn eaten with bites of lettuce, apparently a whole-family tradition. Coffee cups left a quarter full in random locations throughout the home. Cabinets never quite closed, jar lids never quite tightened — this one lands especially hard given that Queenie points out they paid serious money for self-closing cabinets and drawers that are somehow being actively defeated. No consistent spot for keys or wallet, leading to morning chaos. Overfilling plates, eating half, leaving the rest by the sink. TT's real grievance surfaces: leaving two chips in a bag, two kernels in the popcorn, one sad schmear of cream cheese. Why. TT poses the actual important question here: how many people confronted these behaviors, and how many have just been quietly simmering for forty years? Queenie, speaking from experience, gives the simmering option roughly forty-odd years before it erupts — probably over something completely unrelated. TT's Choice, the segment where TT picks a number between one and seventy-five, lands on twenty-five: "What if you had to live your mother's exact life? What's the first thing you'd change?" TT goes straight to money — her family lived in poverty, and she'd change that first, with the hope it might have kept her grandfather from becoming violent toward her grandmother. Queenie's mind goes immediately to her own grandfather, who suffered what was then called a "nervous breakdown," was institutionalized for years, declared legally incompetent, and received electroshock therapy — which Queenie's mother witnessed firsthand during her nursing school psych rotation. Both women find themselves trying to undo pain for their mothers, trying to remove the source of trauma. Then they catch themselves: would changing those things mean their mothers — or they themselves — would be the same people? Probably not. It's a real question with no clean answer, and they sit in it for a moment. From there, the conversation drifts into what they would change about their own lives. Queenie says she'd want more awareness — more information, more sense of what was possible. She never considered going away to school, never even thought about working a summer on the Cape, not because she said no but because the option simply never materialized in her mind. It wasn't available to her as a concept. They talk about the generation-wide narrowing of possibility for women — a classmate who was explicitly told her parents wouldn't fund architecture school because she had brothers. Someone had to be the one to get educated. It wasn't going to be her. Queenie and TT both landed in human services almost by a kind of collegial suggestion — TT picked it, and Queenie thought: service to humans, helping people, I can do that. And she could. Queenie reflects on nursing — something she considered but rejected because she didn't trust her own instincts, feared paralysis by analysis, couldn't imagine the decisiveness it requires. She has enormous respect for nurses for exactly that reason. Which brings it back to Lauren, and to TT's sister Mary, and to what nurses actually do every single day — the compassion, the common sense, the ability to think outside the box under pressure, the advocacy. The Fucket List entry for the week is exactly that: f**k it to professionals who treat vulnerable people without dignity. Queenie's quiet fury about Gigi's twelve hours in a hallway, alone, unexamined, in pain — it comes through clearly. And her equally quiet point about what happens to people who don't have a Lauren in their corner, who don't have someone who knows what questions to ask and won't back down — that one lands hard. The episode closes with TT packing up in Truro, stopping in Albany to see her sister before the long drive home, sand in her shoes, rocks in her bags, already mourning the version of herself that got to live here for a while. The outro poem/song is beautiful — salt still drying on skin, the bay deciding your schedule, going sane by surrendering to it. "I'm leaving softer than I came and heavier than I." Same, TT. Same. Welcome to the Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast, a #1 ranked Women in Cannabis (Feedspot, Million Pods; 2025) comedy podcast with music and pop culture references that keeps you laughing and engaged. Join our hosts, Queenie & TT as they share humorous anecdotes about daily life, offering women's perspectives on lifestyle and wellness. We dive into funny cannabis conversations and stories, creating an entertaining space where nothing is off-limits. Each episode features entertaining discussions on pop culture trends, as we discuss music, culture, and cannabis in a light-hearted and inclusive manner. Tune in for a delightful blend of humor, insight, and relatable stories that celebrate life's quirks and pleasures. Our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast deals with legal adult cannabis use and is intended for entertainment purposes only for those 21 and olderVisit our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast merch store! Find us on Facebook and Green Coast Radio Sound from Zapsplat.com,  https://quicksounds.com, 101soundboards.com #ToneTransfer

    That Ain't No Way To Have Fun

  2. Sep 4

    It Went By Like Dusk to Dawn or New Rules for New Seniors

    Drop us a line or two . . . Queenie and TT are recording from Cape Cod Bay — or as they're lobbying to rename it, "Queenie and TT's Water" — and the vibe is pure decompression energy. The vacation is going swimmingly, except for the part where it literally isn't: the inflatable boat has sprung a leak. Did that stop them from staying out on the water for a couple of hours? Absolutely not. They rode that increasingly "flaccid" vessel with full commitment, carefully redistributing their weight to avoid inadvertently launching each other off an intact chamber. The plan now involves duct tape and optimism, pending a trip to a marine supply shop in Provincetown. Classic. The Cape has been delivering exactly what was needed — perfect low-seventies weather, healing sun, soul-cleansing waves — because Queenie has been running on fumes. Caregiving for her mum has been in overdrive, and the universe briefly threatened to interrupt the vacation when Mum attempted to cancel her own transportation to her day program because her grandson Lucas had come for dinner and she simply decided she was staying home, thank you very much. It was sorted. Mum is ninety-three today — happy birthday — and is officially the longest-living sibling, which Queenie notes is probably not the outcome anyone predicted, least of all Queenie herself, who admits she privately thought "no way" when her mother announced she was financially planning to live to a hundred. Meanwhile, TT celebrated her own birthday this week, complete with karaoke and all three sons and their partners. A good week for birthdays. Entertainment highlight of the trip: drag comedy legend Dina Martina, who summers in Provincetown and is, apparently, genuinely impossible to describe. Multimedia. Bizarre. Absolutely hysterical. Highly recommended if she rolls through your town. They also did a lot of nothing, which they both agree is exactly the point. On the cannabis beat: Queenie flagged an emerging conversation about senior living communities and the growing number of residents who are using cannabis — for medical reasons, for recreational ones, or simply because they like it and they're adults and that's allowed. The issue? Nobody's actually addressing it proactively. No designated consumption spaces, no updated policies, no real acknowledgment that people over seventy still have preferences about their own bodies. Queenie draws the parallel to the equally-never-discussed topic of sexuality in assisted living — something she navigated firsthand as a former manager, including one memorable theater situation and a delicate family conversation about a resident named Daisy. The throughline: society has a deeply weird relationship with older adults' self-determination, whether the subject is cannabis, sex, medication compliance, or simply choosing to stay in your own home. TT's mum gets a quiet nod here — still home, still making her own calls, still showing up to her day program without pants on certain occasions (technically covered where a bathing suit would cover, so: fine). The emotional centerpiece of the episode is a Good Housekeeping article Queenie brings to the table: "Fewer People Are Going to Become Grandparents and No One Has Acknowledged Their Grief." It's a real thing, it turns out. More and more adult children of boomers are choosing to be child-free, and the parents who had quietly, completely assumed grandchildren were part of their future are sitting with a loss that doesn't have a name, a ceremony, or a support group. TT speaks to this directly and with real vulnerability — she's felt selfish for feeling it, she's felt isolated because most of her friends already have grandkids, and she hadn't even fully recognized the feeling as grief until this moment. Queenie gently but firmly separates the grief from the blame: two truths can coexist. Adult children have full authority over their reproductive choices. Parents are allowed to mourn an imagined future. Grief is not the same as disappointment, and disappointment points blame in a way that grief doesn't have to. The conversation lands somewhere genuinely useful: TT decides her F**k It List addition is releasing the expectation of grandchildren — not dismissing the feeling, but grieving it properly and letting it go. Queenie reframes TT's sons' choices as evidence of exactly the kind of free-thinking, non-conformist parenting TT and Rich actually did. It's a good moment. TT's Choice goes in a delightful direction: one meal for the rest of your life, taste only, no nutritional overthinking allowed. Queenie spirals beautifully through apple crisp with fresh whipped cream, a French butterbread situation that is mostly just butter, Jean Boudini's Veal Piccata, and a genuinely excellent cheeseburger before landing, definitively, on Mallon's sticky buns from the Jersey Shore — caramel poured over, frosting on top, nuts sprinkled, dripping, warm, sold out by mid-morning. AAA-plus rating. TT, for the record, would eat a warm cinnamon bun with frosting. Every day. Post-outro bonus: Queenie admits she animated a photo of a fish that TT's husband and son Thomas caught on a fishing trip. The fish had, in her words, a great face. She made it look directly at the viewer and say "Help me." Thomas, who had already been quietly hoping the fish would escape, found this deeply sad and told her it was "very clever, but it just makes me sad." Queenie apologized. The fish did not survive either way. --- ## SHORT SUMMARY Queenie and TT are broadcasting from a slightly-deflated inflatable boat situation on Cape Cod Bay, navigating caregiving updates, a birthday for TT, and a trip to see drag comedy legend Dina Martina. They dig into cannabis use in senior living communities, the unspoken grief of boomer parents whose adult children are choosing not to have kids, and Queenie's definitive answer to the one-meal-for-life question: Mallon's sticky buns from the Jersey Shore. Also, someone animated a fish to say "Help me," and feelings were hurt. --- ## TOP 5 PULL QUOTES **TT:** "I have felt selfish, I have felt sadness, I have felt very alone in it — because most of my friends have grandchildren. There is a sense of loss, and I'm so glad it's being talked about." **Queenie:** "People are mourning an imagined future, and that makes it a very difficult loss to explain — and to validate." **Queenie:** "Describe it as grief rather than disappointment. Disappointment points blame. Grief identifies an emotion that can be processed." **TT:** "Hearing this spoken aloud — it's okay. That this is a real thing. And not even knowing deep down that that's what was happening." **Queenie:** "Cannabis in senior living is like sex in senior living — we're not going to talk about it, so if we don't talk about it, it doesn't exist." --- ## EPISODE VIBE This one moves like a good beach afternoon — unhurried, a little sun-dazed, funnier than it has any right to be, and then suddenly kind of profound. It opens in full vacation mode: leaky boats, duct tape, Dina Martina, and a fishing photo that made someone's son feel existential grief about a fish. But underneath the easy laughter is a real current of weight — caregiving fatigue, aging parents, the strange loneliness of grieving a future that was never promised to you in the first place. TT's honesty about the grandchildren question lands with real force precisely because the episode earns it slowly. By the time she names it as something she can finally put on the F**k It List, it feels less like resignation and more like release. Equal parts wry and tender, with a sticky bun chaser. Welcome to the Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast, a #1 ranked Women in Cannabis (Feedspot, Million Pods; 2025) comedy podcast with music and pop culture references that keeps you laughing and engaged. Join our hosts, Queenie & TT as they share humorous anecdotes about daily life, offering women's perspectives on lifestyle and wellness. We dive into funny cannabis conversations and stories, creating an entertaining space where nothing is off-limits. Each episode features entertaining discussions on pop culture trends, as we discuss music, culture, and cannabis in a light-hearted and inclusive manner. Tune in for a delightful blend of humor, insight, and relatable stories that celebrate life's quirks and pleasures. Our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast deals with legal adult cannabis use and is intended for entertainment purposes only for those 21 and olderVisit our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast merch store! Find us on Facebook and Green Coast Radio Sound from Zapsplat.com,  https://quicksounds.com, 101soundboards.com #ToneTransfer

    It Went By Like Dusk to Dawn or New Rules for New Seniors

  3. Aug 28

    Hot Legs, You're Makin' Me a Fool or Once A Week Is Fine With Me

    Drop us a line or two . . . Queenie and TT are recording this week's episode from the actual Cape Cod shoreline — specifically Days Cottages in North Truro, Massachusetts, sitting across from each other with water views and, apparently, a front-row seat to a squid situation nobody saw coming. It's a vacation episode, which means the conversation is looser, warmer, and occasionally derailed by birds doing cute things out the window. The nature content is genuinely impressive. The day before recording, Queenie's granddaughters stumbled onto what can only be described as a squid bonanza — hundreds of them washed up on the beach, apparently so abundant that the girls collected enough to sell to a local fishing vessel, the CJ out of Provincetown, and made actual money. Meanwhile, TT and crew joined a ranger-led walk on the tidal flats near the site of the Pilgrims' first landing on North American soil — a detail that lands with some weight once you realize you're standing on it. The ranger produced a live horseshoe crab for the group, which prompted a surprisingly earnest digression: horseshoe crabs have been around for roughly 450 million years (they landed on "50 million" in the moment, but the vibe was correct), their blue blood is harvested for medical use, and females of reproductive age are off-limits for harvesting out of conservation concern. The one they found was young — "only a million or two years old," Queenie noted, with complete sincerity. A live squid about 18 inches long was also spotted squiding through shallow water before the ranger nudged it back out to sea. TT's son mentioned that squid are "candy to stripers," which apparently is common fishing knowledge that neither host had previously retained. The moon snail also got its moment: TT's son found a clamshell with a perfect tiny hole drilled through it, and the ranger explained that moon snails have a specialized body part that functions like a literal drill. They bore into other shells and suck out the contents. Nature, as TT observed, is amazing. Queenie agreed, and the two briefly marveled at how everything in the natural world fits together — hand and glove — before noting that humans have spent a great deal of energy segmenting and ranking that system, mostly to put themselves at the top of it. "We are not the top of the food chain," Queenie said, with the confidence of someone who has spent the week watching horseshoe crabs and moon snails conduct their business unbothered. TT recalled an Onion headline about a dolphin developing opposable thumbs, with the tagline "f**k says humanity," and that was basically that. The first landing marker also generated some reflection. There's a concrete engraving on the far side of the monument acknowledging the Wampanoag people — who thrived in the area long before Europeans arrived and were subsequently, as Queenie put it plainly, "summarily exterminated or shoved aside." TT noted the inscription called for remembrance so history isn't repeated. Both hosts appreciated the acknowledgment, even while noting that as a culture, "we don't acknowledge shit." The conversation extended to the harshness of the conditions that greeted those early arrivals — winter winds in Truro that routinely hit 50 miles an hour, bad enough that you can't open a car door. TT's sister is looking at a condo in the area, and a year-round resident supplied that cheerful detail during due diligence. Cannabis check-in: TT is running a performance gummy — caffeinated, with yerba mate, electrolytes, guarana, THC-V (filed under "vigor"), and CBG, full spectrum, fast-acting, solventless. It's designed for power, stamina, and endurance. The first time she took it, she napped. She is optimistic this will not happen again today, as there is a sailboat — the Envy the Bay — to launch. Queenie is on Off Hours Orange Aid, an awakening energy sour gummy, nano-enhanced, 10:2 THC to THC-V ratio, made in Rochester, New York. The tin is orange. She ate a whole one instead of the recommended half. They are both theoretically vimmed and vigored and ready to get that boat in the water. Wait, What? this week delivered "calf hair harassment" — a real and apparently escalating workplace issue in Japan, where the introduction of a climate-adaptive dress code (shorts for office workers, due to soaring heat) has led some women to formally object to the sight of men's leg hair, which they've characterized as visual harassment. A survey by a men's beauty salon found 53.5% of female respondents opposed men wearing shorts at work. The 2020 Goo web portal survey (yes, that's the name) ranked men's summer habits women disliked most, with visible nipples through shirts topping the list, followed by sweat stains, strong cologne, sandals with socks, prominent bellies, tank tops, and, of course, calf hair. The result: more Japanese men are pursuing laser hair removal not for personal preference but out of workplace propriety. Queenie and TT's verdict was pretty unified: calling leg hair harassment minimizes actual harassment, it's intolerant, and also, TT comes from an Italian family, so the whole premise was somewhat unworkable from the jump. TT's former boss did once institute a "no man toes" rule at the office — open-toed sandals for men were banned — but that turned out to be aimed at one specific attorney with sandals and hairy toes, which is a slightly different situation. The segment ended with a genuine question for listeners: would you find calf hair harassing in the workplace? The hosts have clearly already decided. TT's Choice landed on #14: one perfect high a week, or a mild pleasant buzz every day. TT initially went with the daily mild buzz, reasoning it would be nice to be mellowed out consistently. Then she reconsidered. The high hard one was not adequately accounted for in her initial answer. She may have been "a little too hasty." No final ruling was issued. The F**k It List entry this week came from TT: she is officially adding "being responsible for everyone's happiness" back onto the list, having caught herself defaulting to full caretaker mode while hosting family at the cottage — making sure everyone was fed, happy, having fun, not thirsty. She knows better. She has said this on the podcast. She did it anyway. Queenie's take was compassionate and correct: TT has layered imprints on this place — as a child here with her own parents, as a mother bringing her kids here for years — and those grooves run deep. It doesn't mean she has to stay in them. The note that resonated: when we scramble to make everyone happy, we might actually be putting quiet pressure on them to perform happiness back at us. It's a f**k it directed inward. Her grown-ass men are fine. She knows this. F**k it. Welcome to the Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast, a #1 ranked Women in Cannabis (Feedspot, Million Pods; 2025) comedy podcast with music and pop culture references that keeps you laughing and engaged. Join our hosts, Queenie & TT as they share humorous anecdotes about daily life, offering women's perspectives on lifestyle and wellness. We dive into funny cannabis conversations and stories, creating an entertaining space where nothing is off-limits. Each episode features entertaining discussions on pop culture trends, as we discuss music, culture, and cannabis in a light-hearted and inclusive manner. Tune in for a delightful blend of humor, insight, and relatable stories that celebrate life's quirks and pleasures. Our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast deals with legal adult cannabis use and is intended for entertainment purposes only for those 21 and olderVisit our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast merch store! Find us on Facebook and Green Coast Radio Sound from Zapsplat.com,  https://quicksounds.com, 101soundboards.com #ToneTransfer

    Hot Legs, You're Makin' Me a Fool or Once A Week Is Fine With Me

  4. Aug 21

    Freeze-Frame or Not All Tik-Tok Trends Pass the Smell Test

    Drop us a line or two . . . This one opens the way all the best CDQ episodes do: mid-ramble, mid-weather report, mid-Cape Cod. TT is live from the cottage and the vibes are immaculate. Queenie is back home and very aware that she's exactly one week away from showing up at four twenty-two because, yes, someone absolutely got busted trying to beat Queenie there last year with a little gifty bag of homemade granola. The code goes out at three-thirty and not a minute before. Some things are sacred. Before we even get to cannabis, we get a genuinely fascinating detour into Cape Cod maritime history. TT and her husband attended a live reenactment at what she's pretty sure was Race Point Beach, where costumed rescuers demonstrated the nineteenth-century breeches buoy system — a cannon-fired rope, a mast, a pair of sailor pants fashioned into a sling, and a zip line over freezing open water. They dragged the whole contraption three miles down the beach in a nor'easter, had to redo it twice because waves kept shifting the foundering boat, and ultimately saved over a hundred thousand lives with what was essentially improvised physics and a lot of guts. TT is clearly still moved by this. Queenie is clearly delighted. There's talk of shellfish farm tours, a pending eclipse wave situation, and the Big Dipper showing up unexpectedly in the living room window at two in the morning. Cape Cod is apparently doing a lot right now. The consumption check-in is a fond one. Queenie is holding a copper tin of Purple Voodoo from Ruby Farms — embossed label, painted-on branding, multiple colors, a little bit of Metallica energy. She and TT take a respectful moment to appreciate good packaging. TT, meanwhile, has been slowly ascending all afternoon on cannabis honey over at her sister's place, spread thick on a Portuguese muffin with almond butter. She thought she was fine. She was not fine. Her sister also thought she was fine. Also not fine. They figured it out around minute twenty of the jigsaw puzzle, which is honestly the ideal setting for that particular realization. There's a houseful of small humans involved this week — seven kids under five between the grand-nieces and nephews and the neighbor kids — and TT is fully leaning into her role as the unbothered elder at the gathering. Not her circus. Then a four-year-old with a plastic Polaroid camera asked her cousin if she could take a picture of his penis, and he, ever obliging, immediately dropped his shorts. The mothers deployed gentle parenting at full speed. The camera was confiscated. Reparations were required in the form of a spoken acknowledgment that we do not photograph people's privates. The acknowledgment was not immediately forthcoming. The acknowledgment eventually came, through repetition. TT watched all of this while gently lifted on a cannabis cocktail and describes it as the highlight of her evening. You believe her completely. The Wait Wait What segment this week covers two TikTok wellness trends that deserve scrutiny. First: shoving a raw clove of garlic up your nose to clear congestion. There are apparently viral videos of mucus flowing freely out of someone's nostril after removal, which sounds less like a cure and more like a crime scene. The garlic isn't clearing your sinuses — it's just irritating your delicate mucous membranes into a full evacuation. Queenie has childhood button-up-the-nose trauma that makes her a deeply unreliable advocate for nasal foreign objects. TT's proposal of a garlic tampon — nose edition, string included, designed for retrievability — is floated with complete sincerity and the segment ends with a jingle that will haunt you. Second trend: sticking your tongue out like a lizard for forty seconds to normalize cortisol. An Egyptian neurologist apparently had results. The girls are skeptical of the cortisol claim but admit that any forty-second intentional pause is probably grounding regardless of what your tongue is doing. They also note that a garlic clove hanging from your nose and your tongue fully extended will absolutely guarantee you personal space in any meeting, Zoom or otherwise. Silver lining. TT's Choice lands on number forty-seven: if CDQ became a TV show, who plays who? TT nominates Leanne Morgan for Queenie. Queenie counters with Jamie Lee Curtis for TT — "like me, with boobs." Kristen Johnston and Julia Louis-Dreyfus are also in the mix. This leads directly into a mutual appreciation of Seth Meyers's Day Drinking series, which Queenie has apparently discovered and is evangelical about. He cannot handle his liquor. It is, by her account, extremely funny. The Lizzo episode sounds unhinged. TT is intrigued. The F**k It this week is the quiet, real kind. Queenie ran into someone she'd lost touch with — a person she used to spend a lot of time with — and instead of going into a full internal shame spiral, instead of skulking away, instead of falling over herself with explanation and apology and preemptive guilt, she just... was happy to see her. They met each other where they were. That was it. TT immediately clocks how significant this is. Old Queenie would have been sweating through the whole encounter, narrating every possible way she'd failed this person. This Queenie just showed up, present, no story. The f**k it here isn't dramatic — it's the f**k it to the chatter in your own head. To the little internal voice that's always ready with a verdict before you've even said hello. They credit the weekly ritual of naming things, talking it out, doing the work. If you name it, you can tame it. Queenie also notes, with no small amount of practical wisdom, that she came away from the encounter not having gotten the woman's updated phone number. Growth has its limits. They sign off warm — next episode they'll be recording together from the Cape, which has been the countdown since minute one. The week ahead includes a New Orleans-style band tonight, more puzzle progress on the record store jigsaw, and whatever the deep sea disco Provincetown parade ends up delivering in terms of mermaid costuming. The expectations are high. The bar is a lot of sequins and a fish tail. It will probably be met. Welcome to the Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast, a #1 ranked Women in Cannabis (Feedspot, Million Pods; 2025) comedy podcast with music and pop culture references that keeps you laughing and engaged. Join our hosts, Queenie & TT as they share humorous anecdotes about daily life, offering women's perspectives on lifestyle and wellness. We dive into funny cannabis conversations and stories, creating an entertaining space where nothing is off-limits. Each episode features entertaining discussions on pop culture trends, as we discuss music, culture, and cannabis in a light-hearted and inclusive manner. Tune in for a delightful blend of humor, insight, and relatable stories that celebrate life's quirks and pleasures. Our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast deals with legal adult cannabis use and is intended for entertainment purposes only for those 21 and olderVisit our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast merch store! Find us on Facebook and Green Coast Radio Sound from Zapsplat.com,  https://quicksounds.com, 101soundboards.com #ToneTransfer

    Freeze-Frame or Not All Tik-Tok Trends Pass the Smell Test

  5. Aug 14

    No Wanna Your Guana

    Drop us a line or two . . . The older we get, the less we’re willing to audition for people who were never going to clap anyway. Save this for the next time you catch yourself over-explaining, people-pleasing, or trying to win someone over.  Here’s the real shift: Not caring less about people, caring more about your energySaving your best self for the people who actually matterIf someone doesn’t like you, believe them and move on.  That’s not cold. That’s clarity. What are you still giving too much energy to? Welcome to the Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast, a #1 ranked Women in Cannabis (Feedspot, Million Pods; 2025) comedy podcast with music and pop culture references that keeps you laughing and engaged. Join our hosts, Queenie & TT as they share humorous anecdotes about daily life, offering women's perspectives on lifestyle and wellness. We dive into funny cannabis conversations and stories, creating an entertaining space where nothing is off-limits. Each episode features entertaining discussions on pop culture trends, as we discuss music, culture, and cannabis in a light-hearted and inclusive manner. Tune in for a delightful blend of humor, insight, and relatable stories that celebrate life's quirks and pleasures. Our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast deals with legal adult cannabis use and is intended for entertainment purposes only for those 21 and olderVisit our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast merch store! Find us on Facebook and Green Coast Radio Sound from Zapsplat.com,  https://quicksounds.com, 101soundboards.com #ToneTransfer

    No Wanna Your Guana

  6. Aug 7

    Somebody Help Me or Mind the Gap

    Drop us a line or two . . . Season five, and the queens are still at it. Queenie kicks things off solo while TT is dialing in from what sounds like an actual dream — lovely North Truro, Massachusetts, right on the water. Queenie is clearly dying to be there. The episode opens on something genuinely heady: a Vice article Queenie read about the "morbidity gap" — the growing distance between how long we live and how long we live *well*. Global life expectancy has climbed to nearly 74 years. Healthy life expectancy? About 63. For Americans, that gap has stretched to roughly 14 years — meaning a lot of people are alive on paper but grinding through chronic illness, disability, and pain for over a decade before the end. The queens land on the core problem immediately: modern medicine is fantastic at keeping people alive and not particularly great at keeping them *living*. TT brings up Atul Gawande's *Being Mortal* — a book both women clearly love — and the particularly brutal dynamic Queenie recalls from it: cardiologists who, because they *can* intervene, often feel compelled to, even when enough is enough. TT notes the healthcare staffing crisis layered on top of all this, and the conversation inevitably turns to the current administration's immigration policies gutting the workforce of people who showed up specifically to do those jobs. The whole thing lands somewhere between grim and galvanizing. Somewhere in the middle of all this, the two of them drift into what can only be described as an impromptu spoken word piece about the morbidity gap — trading lines about pills for the knee, stents for the artery, being saved from the dying but not from the living. It's part blues, part comedy roast of American healthcare, and it works. "They'll save you from the dying but they won't save you from the living" is just a line, delivered between two women riffing on a Massachusetts porch, and it lands harder than most things you'll hear in a week.  The Wait Wait Wait What segment technically gets absorbed by the Tupperware conversation, which turns out to be surprisingly rich. Queenie makes the case — and it holds up — that younger women might not fully clock what Tupperware actually represented. In an era when women couldn't have their own credit cards, couldn't do the banking, had limited pathways to earning money outside the home, Tupperware parties weren't just about plastic containers with a satisfying burp seal. They were a mechanism for financial independence, schedule flexibility around domestic responsibilities, skill-building in sales and recruiting, and genuine social connection. The parties became a feature of life in the seventies, and TT remembers going to them as a young married woman. Mary Kay gets a mention — founded by a woman in her mid-sixties, which is its own kind of inspiration — and so does Pampered Chef, various home décor party schemes, and Amway (which, as Queenie notes, got a little sketchy). The throughline is women using what was available to them, even when what was available was modest, to carve out something of their own. TT's Choice — the segment where TT picks a number between one and seventy-five and gets a "what if" prompt — lands on number 74: *What if you could add one hour to every day that only you knew about? What goes in it?* TT doesn't hesitate long. Food, cannabis, and time with someone she loves who she doesn't get to see enough. Simple, honest, and a little heartbreaking. Queenie's answer is quieter: solitude, rejuvenation, a reset. Maybe the beach. She admits she's getting to the edge of worn down — grateful for work, glad for the people she's met, but running close to empty in a way that only a vacation can fix. TT, calling from said vacation, is not unsympathetic. Both of them notice that their answers centered on things that would genuinely nourish them — not productivity, not fixing anything for anyone else. As Queenie's mother apparently said: you can't take care of anybody else if you don't take care of yourself. Filed under: things we know and keep having to relearn.  There's a brief detour into current events — gold-plated bridge statues installed to the tune of millions, forty-five Cadillac Escalades ordered for a motorcade, an Olympic athlete accused of vandalism in the reflecting pool who's now not being charged because it turned out to be an installation error. TT darkly considers what she'd do with a secret hour and some people she'd like removed from the world. Queenie plays dumb. Moving on. The Fucket List arrives, and TT's entry is: f**k it to wearing a bra. She's on vacation, she doesn't need the support (her words), and she'll wear a dark-colored t-shirt if her sons are around to spare them the trauma. Queenie, who has been going braless in her own house for years, is supportive of this development. The conversation evolves into a full taxonomy of bra policy by outfit type — buttons up, yes; hoodie, no; sundress, absolutely not — and a meditation on gravity, what it does to even modest amounts of breast tissue, and why it's surprising even when you had no real expectations to begin with.  From there, the episode drifts into the sweet, slightly rueful territory that this show does so well: the disconnect between what your mind thinks your body can still do and what your body actually does. Queenie is thinking about going to the Cape and already mentally swimming out to a buoy, hauling herself up onto a platform, doing the kinds of things that once required zero advance planning. TT counters that they feel *young* when they're there. Ageless. And that's both the gift and the danger. They swap kayak stories — TT's sister flipping hers while getting out and landing knee-deep in water while TT sat on the beach laughing instead of helping, Queenie's sister stuck in an agonizing cross-country ski split in their mother's backyard while Queenie kept filming and offering no assistance whatsoever. Emergency response systems: fully offline. Comedic response systems: fully operational. The episode wraps warm — Queenie telling TT to enjoy herself, TT telling Queenie to hang in there, she'll be there soon. Queenie can't wait. After the official sign-off, Queenie overshares a little local history: Wolf Road used to be a two-lane farm road. The land behind her mother's house was once a pig farm and meat packing company. You could smell them making the bacon. She doesn't know why she feels compelled to reveal ancient history. She just does. Same, Queenie. Welcome to the Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast, a #1 ranked Women in Cannabis (Feedspot, Million Pods; 2025) comedy podcast with music and pop culture references that keeps you laughing and engaged. Join our hosts, Queenie & TT as they share humorous anecdotes about daily life, offering women's perspectives on lifestyle and wellness. We dive into funny cannabis conversations and stories, creating an entertaining space where nothing is off-limits. Each episode features entertaining discussions on pop culture trends, as we discuss music, culture, and cannabis in a light-hearted and inclusive manner. Tune in for a delightful blend of humor, insight, and relatable stories that celebrate life's quirks and pleasures. Our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast deals with legal adult cannabis use and is intended for entertainment purposes only for those 21 and olderVisit our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast merch store! 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    Somebody Help Me or Mind the Gap

  7. Jul 31

    You Got a Brand New Key or Another Use For Zip Ties

    Drop us a line or two . . . The episode kicks off with Queenie sharing a genuinely sweet midweek adventure: she took two of her assignee's kids — a 17-year-old and a 13-year-old — to the Cheesecake Factory while their parents were opening a bank account. The older one was laser-focused on driving regulations and motorcycle licenses (Queenie admirably held her tongue on the motorcycle safety speech). The younger one? Entirely concerned with what time school starts and what's for breakfast. Kids, man. Dad, who's been in the country solo for five months waiting for his family to arrive, looked — her words — so happy and so relieved. It's a quietly moving little story buried in a Tuesday errand. Then it's time for the cannabis check-in. TT has consumed — a Flora Cal Farms gummy, working through her stash while counting down the days to her Massachusetts trip and a restock. Queenie jumps on that segue to mention there's a governor's race heating up, with one candidate planning to fund state needs through cannabis revenue — you know, the things the federal government has apparently decided are optional. Before anyone can get too excited, Queenie drops a bombshell: Massachusetts may have a ballot initiative this November to *repeal* recreational cannabis legalization. Not scale back, not adjust — repeal. The culprit being cited for upticks in youth cannabis use? Largely unregulated hemp-derived products sold at gas stations, not licensed dispensaries — which, it should be noted, run tighter ID checks than New York. Opponents want to return to a decriminalized-but-not-legal framework. The ladies are bewildered but not surprised. Meanwhile, California's state fair just made cannabis its biggest attraction ever, complete with consumption areas. Conflicting signals, as always. The research corner delivers something genuinely hopeful: a phase-two London trial involving 120 dementia patients found that nearly 90% receiving THC and CBD showed significantly reduced agitation over twelve weeks, compared to typical anti-agitation medications. For anyone who has watched a family member with advanced dementia deteriorate — or watched a caregiver reach their absolute limit — this lands. Queenie notes that agitation is often the tipping point when families say they can't do it anymore. No serious safety issues were reported. Caveats noted (not peer-reviewed, not a first-line therapy, professional supervision required), but the hope is real and both hosts feel it. The "Wait, What?" segment this week is actually a delight: French Sundays. The concept, apparently trending, is simply treating Sunday as the French traditionally do — a full day of rest, family, and absolutely nothing productive. No errands, no scheduled activities, just slow and still. Queenie and Queenie both immediately recognize it as childhood. Before stores were open seven days, before travel sports, before the internet had opinions about your productivity — Sunday was just *off*. The deeper point: you have to be able to do it guilt-free. Not white-knuckling your way through a nap while mentally listing everything you're ignoring. Just... being. Self-hibernation, as Queenie puts it. The episode later ends with TT performing an original French Sundays poem — wine at noon, bread, cheese, no apologies — and it's genuinely lovely. TT's Choice lands on number 23: hot flashes forever vs. night sweats forever. Neither is good. TT picks night sweats immediately — at least you're not performing a personal inferno for a live audience. Queenie agrees, recounting watching a woman her age just *become a furnace* mid-conversation. The solidarity is real. Queenie also admits she still gets the occasional night sweat — that sudden wash of heat moving through your body and then, yes, the cooling bamboo sheets she invested in are now cold and wet. They work. They do not work *enough.* The furnace wins. Another item for the list. Speaking of lists — the F**k It List delivers this week, and it's a genuine victory lap. The mystery of the missing keys (lost eleven times, found in the bra, the freezer, the planter by the stairs, the coat pockets) has been solved. Queenie zip-tied the key ring directly to the purse. The purse never leaves her mother's side. The lanyard is long enough that she doesn't have to lift the entire purse to unlock a door. No tech, no app, no smart lock — just a six-inch zip tie and the accumulated frustration of a devoted, exhausted daughter who finally said *f**k it* and handled it. She felt triumphant. She deserved to. The episode closes with travel energy — TT and her partner are packing for the Cape, with TT's approach being "throw things on the bed and hope for the best" versus her partner's meticulous shirt count. A suitcase mostly of new underpants is involved. Brynn (daughter) has passed her unofficial puppy audition after successfully dog-sitting, and the puppy in question is growing fast and already doing a 30-second sit-stay before dinner. The pig update is, as always, essential: Bartholomew the 180-pound pet pig demands exactly three Cheerios after using the litter box, has claimed the couch permanently, and once hid himself entirely under a mountain of blankets — invisible, enormous, content. His unofficial co-owner would apparently not contest sole custody. The pig whisperer of the situation? Linda. Alan will not go near it. Next episode, TT will be seaside. Queenie will be counting the days. Everyone is encouraged to try a French Sunday. --- ## SHORT SUMMARY Queenie meets her assignee's kids over Cheesecake Factory excess, TT works through her cannabis stash while Massachusetts considers *repealing* recreational legalization, and a London dementia study offers real hope about THC and CBD for agitation. Also: night sweats vs. hot flashes, the triumphant zip-tie solution to a lost-key saga, a 180-pound pig who demands three Cheerios post-litter-box, and a pitch for guilt-free French Sundays — complete with an original poem. --- ## TOP 5 PULL QUOTES **Queenie:** "I understand people who are concerned about heroin and drug use — that ruins your life. But come on, this is pot we're talking about. Not only is it not harmful in most cases when it's used judiciously, it's helpful to people. It's helpful to so many people." **TT:** "I'd have to pick night sweats, even though I still get them sometimes, because at least you're not in public — you're not flaring up and having people stare at you going, 'Dear, are you okay?'" **Queenie:** "Bring the zip ties, bring ingenuity, bring a solution born of love — and zip tie the key to the purse, the purse she never puts down." **TT:** "You have to be able to do it guilt-free. Not sit there thinking, 'God, I should be doing this, I'm just lazy, what is wrong with me?' Because sometimes that's what you need to do." **TT (French Sundays poem):** "No guilt, no hustle, no excuses. Just bread and cheese and no apologies. The French pour the wine at noon and stay there, and nothing productive is missed." --- ## EPISODE VIBE This one is warm and a little weary in the best possible way — the kind of episode that feels like a long phone call with someone who gets it. There's genuine tenderness in the stories (a relieved dad reunited with his family after five months, a daughter zip-tying keys to her mother's purse with quiet, determined love), real anger at the absurdity of the cannabis policy landscape, and actual hope in the dementia research. The humor is lived-in rather than performed — night sweat solidarity, a pig who has claimed the couch and everyone just accepts it, a suitcase of underpants as legitimate travel strategy. French Sundays gives it a closing exhale, a collective permission slip to just stop for a minute. It's an episode that earns its wry tone because underneath it, these two are clearly paying attention to the world and to each other. Welcome to the Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast, a #1 ranked Women in Cannabis (Feedspot, Million Pods; 2025) comedy podcast with music and pop culture references that keeps you laughing and engaged. Join our hosts, Queenie & TT as they share humorous anecdotes about daily life, offering women's perspectives on lifestyle and wellness. We dive into funny cannabis conversations and stories, creating an entertaining space where nothing is off-limits. Each episode features entertaining discussions on pop culture trends, as we discuss music, culture, and cannabis in a light-hearted and inclusive manner. Tune in for a delightful blend of humor, insight, and relatable stories that celebrate life's quirks and pleasures. Our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast deals with legal adult cannabis use and is intended for entertainment purposes only for those 21 and olderVisit our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast merch store! Find us on Facebook and Green Coast Radio Sound from Zapsplat.com,  https://quicksounds.com, 101soundboards.com #ToneTransfer

    You Got a Brand New Key or Another Use For Zip Ties

  8. Jul 24

    Sorry Seems to Be The Hardest Word (to stop saying)

    Drop us a line or two . . . We open mid-life, mid-rain, mid-chaos — and fully on brand. Queenie's kicking things off fresh off a family reunion that somehow pulled together around 60 people under a pavilion while the weather did its worst. The rain, she reports, was actually a blessing — it corralled everyone together and made for a genuinely lovely day. Her mom, the family matriarch, had someone at her side every minute. Seven hours on poured concrete. Sixty people. Special-edition 250th anniversary rubber ducks wearing Uncle Sam hats and Mardi Gras beads. Trivia questions. Revolutionary War research that Queenie will readily admit her procrastination kept from being as thorough as intended. The ducks, she assures everyone, will be collector's items. Future generations will hold them up and say, "Look at this relic from when the Republic still stood." The physical toll of the reunion caught up with Queenie overnight — leg cramps, dehydration, chanting through the pain — which leads, naturally, into a colonoscopy update. Because of course it does. The prep, she confirms, is indeed a blast. Moving on. TT, meanwhile, is already feeling the effects of the big-ass bag of gummies — yes, that big-ass bag, the one they apparently weren't sure would still have any potency. It does. Potency plus. Queenie's working her way through a Hepworth Citrus Slurp — a teeny-weeny 0.35g pre-rolled dog walker, sun grown, naturally terpene rich, and delivering a clean sativa energy. The fly in the room, apparently, got the memo and departed when the fly swatter appeared, which sends them into a genuinely delightful detour about whether ants retrieve their dead, mourn their dead, or potentially require DNA evidence before accepting that a fallen comrade is really gone. Alexa is consulted. Designated undertaker workers, she reports, sense a death pheromone and remove corpses from the colony. They're just being tidy. The ants. Just being tidy. From ant funerals, Queenie pivots to a rant about the total myth of the paperless digital revolution, which she has been living in real time while navigating bureaucratic systems with assignees. Motor vehicles. Government agencies. Bank accounts. Not one transaction in twenty goes smoothly. You always need a paper backup for the digital. You always need to wait. You get called, miss your number, get called again out of sequence, haven't had a chance to fill out a single form yet because you were pulled to get your photo taken first. The receipt multiplies. The paperwork multiplies. The fax machines are still running somewhere in a government building. It is, Queenie concludes, organized crime. You do not exist until they tell you you exist, and they decide the terms. A little raw around the edges, she admits. A concentrated few weeks. Then it's time for Wait, What — and this week's entry is genuinely warm. Queenie shares the story of a British author who, on the occasion of turning 60, invited sixty people — strangers, acquaintances, old friends, her own children — to sit down and share a cup of tea with her. Part curiosity project, part antidote to the creeping shyness that snuck up on her in her later years. She kept a blog. She opened each conversation with a few consistent questions. She found that intentional listening — actually just listening, not advising — meant her kids opened up to her in ways they hadn't before. Intimate moments. Real connection. New friendships. New ideas. Queenie loves it. TT loves it. They wonder if they could do it. TT suspects she'd enjoy it enormously but is fuzzy on the mechanics of execution. They agree the format is flexible — tea, cookies, a brownie, a gummy, whatever. The key, Queenie says, is making it intentional. The conversation wanders into the current political moment, which is everywhere and unavoidable, and Queenie reflects that at the family reunion, even with all the patriotic ducks and anniversary fanfare, the prevailing mood around current events was more forlorn than defensive. Nobody was flying any flags for the other team. She notes they grew up watching their parents' generation of siblings never conflict — and they're just modeling that behavior. You hold onto the shared history. Cousin Sharon gets a moment: the only family member to have served in an active war zone. The men were never that closely involved in any conflict. That lands quietly. TT's Choice serves up number 49: would you rather have a podcast guest who is absolutely fascinating but hates you, or who loves you but has nothing interesting to say? Both hosts go immediately for fascinating-and-hostile. The reasoning: it's better for the audience. And honestly, better for them. TT admits she can make small talk for about a minute before the panic sets in. A minute, she clarifies, is a genuinely long time when you're flapping in the wind. They'd try charm and wit to win the hostile guest over. They'd feign a dropped connection if things got dire. They'd exit gracefully. They debate whether actively seeking someone who hates you is ethically sound podcasting practice or just fishing for drama. TT starts to say something, stops herself, and refuses to share it on air. This has apparently never happened before. Queenie is mildly unsettled. The F**k It List this week: Queenie is retiring her compulsive apologies on the pickleball court. Her class was cancelled due to Canadian wildfire smoke — the air quality has been in the red-to-dangerous range, and there are days the sky goes visibly yellow. She and TT go deep on the state of the planet: El Niño, prescribed burns, the pine bush outside Albany that has to burn to bloom, the Karner blue butterfly, fires mapped across the entire globe on Weather Underground looking like the world is literally ablaze. Japan. China. Sandstorms from the desert traveling across continents. Canada. Pittsburgh. It's a lot. Back to the f**k it: TT has been apologizing reflexively on the pickleball court every time she misses a shot — and so has her partner. They both caught themselves doing it and looked at each other. They agreed: stop. Nobody's playing for money. Nobody's walking off a cliff. TT reflects that she's not used to team sports, doesn't love the pressure, feels responsible for the group, and carries the anxiety of visible positions — goalies, pitchers, catchers, all the people in the hot spots. Queenie points out that women apologize constantly for things outside their control. Bumping into someone. Missing a shot. Existing. The episode closes on that note — and on a song: a full musical number about the reflexive female apology. Apologizing to chairs. To waiters who brought the wrong plate. To the doctor for making you wait. To the stranger who stepped on your shoe. Every woman in the room nodded. They've been sorry since the age of eight. Queenie and TT sign off warmly. Then, in true CDQ fashion, the mics keep rolling while they attempt to figure out live streaming, test whether Queenie's black t-shirt creates a floating-head effect on camera (it kind of does), reference The Wizard of Oz, and confirm that they are, in fact, quite possibly one of a kind. Welcome to the Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast, a #1 ranked Women in Cannabis (Feedspot, Million Pods; 2025) comedy podcast with music and pop culture references that keeps you laughing and engaged. Join our hosts, Queenie & TT as they share humorous anecdotes about daily life, offering women's perspectives on lifestyle and wellness. We dive into funny cannabis conversations and stories, creating an entertaining space where nothing is off-limits. Each episode features entertaining discussions on pop culture trends, as we discuss music, culture, and cannabis in a light-hearted and inclusive manner. Tune in for a delightful blend of humor, insight, and relatable stories that celebrate life's quirks and pleasures. Our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast deals with legal adult cannabis use and is intended for entertainment purposes only for those 21 and olderVisit our Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast merch store! Find us on Facebook and Green Coast Radio Sound from Zapsplat.com,  https://quicksounds.com, 101soundboards.com #ToneTransfer

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Welcome to the Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast, a comedy podcast with music and pop culture references that keeps you laughing and engaged. Join our hosts, Queenie & TT as they share humorous anecdotes about daily life, offering women's perspectives on lifestyle and wellness. We dive into funny cannabis conversations and stories, creating an entertaining space where nothing is off-limits. Each episode features entertaining discussions on pop culture trends, as we discuss music, culture, and cannabis in a light-hearted and inclusive manner. Tune in for a delightful blend of humor, insight, and relatable stories that celebrate life's quirks and pleasures. Each episode features original AI-assisted music created by Humble Pond Productions, LLC alongside licensed intro and outro music.

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  • Creator
    Queenie & TT
  • Years Active
    2022 - 2026
  • Episodes
    233
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    Explicit
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