Okay, but the McElroys arguing over which Defender is best or whether the Defenders are better than the Avengers, OR trying to figure out who Daredevil is. Alternately, Danny thinks they’re a real advice show and writes in with genuine questions but everything he says is insane and they’re so confused.

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THIS IS SORT OF A THING. ALSO, I WISH THERE WAS A WAY TO PROPERLY DENOTE GRIFFIN’S TONE BUT IT’S THE ONE THAT’S LIKE EXAGGERATED AND HIGHER PITCHED AND HE DRAWS WORDS OUT MORE.

JUSTIN: Hello and welcome to My Brother, My Brother and Me, an advice show for the modren era. I’m your oldest brother, Justin McElroy.

TRAVIS: I’m your middlest brother, Travis McElroy.

GRIFFIN: And I—well, boys, I am Daredevil.

JUSTIN: Wow, I have to say—this is unexpected news, Griffin.

GRIFFIN: Now, Justin, I must ask that you refer to me as my true name—which, as I’ve said, is Daredevil.

JUSTIN: [giggling] Sorry, of course—Daredevil.

GRIFFIN: Thank you. Now, I’ll take any questions you might have about my illicit nighttime deviling.

TRAVIS: How bad is the commute from Austin to New York?

GRIFFIN: That’s a great question, Travis, and I will tell you—it is killing me slowly. I do all my daily podcast and husband and father duties and then out I go to catch that plane to the big ol’ city that I protect every night with all my good, good superhero pals.

JUSTIN: Like who?

GRIFFIN: Like the—the Spider Child and…Metal Man and, of course, that muscular dreamboat we know as Thor.

TRAVIS: Is Thor as handsome in real life as he seems on the television and also on my desktop background?

GRIFFIN: Oh, handsomer, Travis. So handsome, in fact, that—in the spirit of full honesty—I have begun an affair with him of an exclusively sexual nature. 

JUSTIN: Whoa. What does your wife think about that? 

GRIFFIN: I’m here to tell my truth and not Rachel’s but, uh–[LOW LAUGHING] she likes it. She likes it a lot. 

TRAVIS: Griffin–

GRIFFIN: [CLEARS THROAT LOUDLY] 

TRAVIS: Oh, I apologize–Daredevil, can you tell us your origin story?

GRIFFIN: Well, one day I was walking down the street, happy as you please, when suddenly–well, Trav, I got bitten by el Diablo himself. 

JUSTIN: Like Satan.

GRIFFIN: Yep, ornery old Lucifer nipped me good and now I have muscles and can do things with my body without it immediately breaking down. Also,  I got an insatiable lust for justice and full leather bodysuits.

TRAVIS: One last question, Mr. Devil.

GRIFFIN: Absolutely.

TRAVIS: Where did he bite you? 

GRIFFIN:…this interview is over. Let’s give some advice.