Management here. Henry’s going through some things, such as screaming alone in a room. Because of this, he did not do the following: tell the intern to right a description of the episode, come into the office all week, shower, create an episode title.

America’s Catholic Father (not that kind) has entered the chat on twitter and the boy(s) are abuzz with excitement. Also, is there a new cinematic universe on the horizon? What this means and more on this episode of Zero Credit(s).

The first annual (?) DC Fandome event happened last weekend, and boy were a lot of heroes happy to hear the news, including two young, intrepid, but mild-mannered podcast hosts with no special qualities whatsoever. That’s right, our heroes,

Good morning everyone, this is your captain speaking. Welcome aboard the official Microsoft Flight Simulator 2020 episode of Zero Credit(s) airlines. We have a smooth flight for you today. Skies are looking clear and the wind is moderate to liberal,

It’s not as though we set out each episode to talk about our current thoughts of the ongoing health crisis here in America, but it’s like, how can you not talk about it right now? Apologies to our fams in other countries who have dealt with it in a rea...

As we enter 2023 AC (After COVID), there is no entertainment left. Gone are the days of the unfinished but uplifting documentaries on Netflix. We are past the re-airing of old pilots by major cable networks.

Come fall down a C-hole (covid-hole) with Henry and John as they fall into the pits of the current status of US Covid cases and land somewhere on that glorious red carpet of the 2020 Emmys. Zack Synder makes a special guest appearance.

Everyone remembers the anti-crime dog with the trench coat and the sordid, checkered past, but did you know he also has an album where he tells people not to do drugs? Also, Kingdoms of Amalur lives on to see another day and John thinks about how virtu...

Look. It’s just. Eh. Listen for yourself.

The more we learn about this absurd streaming service, the more it makes sense. There’s some sort of morbid, magnetic attraction to finding out just why the streaming service that caters to people watching on their cell phones failed.