Shots were flying at David’s 40th BBQ (again) and Terry is taking absolutely zero responsibility… even though there was tequila, tequila rosé, Fireball and a suspicious amount of “just one more” energy. They debrief the Devil Wears Prada premiere that got cut short thanks to teething Miles, camera notifications, and anti-piracy security ready to pounce the second David looked at his phone. Plus: Apple Watch PTSD, parenting panic spirals, and the grim reality that the worry never actually leaves. Also on the agenda: Sydney the tiny legend (and part-time bully bouncer), Jake howling at the moon, Nacho the hamster’s dramatic legacy, and a listener dilemma about finishing a trade when your heart isn’t in it.