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Track 18 - Tough Love With Eddie
2006

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Mikey introduced a tough-love advice segment starring his longtime friend Eddie, while Skye protested a running joke linking her to Rabbi Goldstein. Renee blamed one of Eddie's fat jokes for the argument that led to her marital separation, but Eddie argued that the couple's deeper problems—not the show—were responsible and answered her with more insults. Daniel asked for help after a soccer injury left him in severe crotch pain and made him the target of jokes, and Eddie offered a string of puns instead of practical advice. Scott then objected to his fiancée hiring a mariachi band for their wedding, leading Eddie's self-styled 'wife whisperer' routine to argue for controlling her while Skye and the rest of the room pushed back.
What happened, in order
Rabbi Tough-Love Dedication
Mikey and Eddie tease Skye by dedicating the advice segment to her and Rabbi Goldstein, spinning the setup into an absurd martial-arts-rabbi routine.
Eddie Opens the Mailbag
Mikey introduces longtime friend Eddie as the show's brutally candid advice giver before reading Renee's claim that the program helped break up her marriage.
Renee Blames the Show
Renee says her husband's laughter at a fat joke triggered an argument and separation, while Eddie answers with an intentionally cruel barrage of insults.
Marriage Blame Rejected
Eddie argues that he had actually defended the criticized wife and insists that anyone blaming a failed marriage on a radio joke was already in a bad relationship.
Soccer Injury Letter
Daniel from San Marcos asks how to stop his wife and coworkers from mocking the severe crotch pain that has kept him away from work after a soccer injury.
Endless Injury Puns
Eddie responds to Daniel with a rapid sequence of testicle puns and a fake tea-bag remedy, amusing the room without offering useful help.
Mariachi Wedding Fight
Scott from Kensington says his fiancée hired a mariachi band for their wedding despite his objections and asks Eddie how firmly he should push back.
The Wife Whisperer
Eddie calls himself the 'wife whisperer' and claims Scott lost control by giving his fiancée too much freedom, prompting immediate objections from Skye and the others.
Leash Advice Backfires
Eddie extends the metaphor into commands to jerk a leash and punish Scott's fiancée, and Skye rejects the bit so completely that she says she wants to rewind time.
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this morning. No, that's not what it is. Thank goodness. This is for you, Skye. You're making a dedication? I'm dedicating this tough love to that young lady sitting right across from me. I reject your dedication. How do you reject a dedication? I don't know, but I just did. This one goes out to Skye and Rabbi Goldstein. Her favorite guy. Her favorite. She's a big fan. She loves those crazy martial arts. Hasidic Jews. It's her favorite person. In the office tomorrow, we're going to see a poster of a Hasidic Jew in a karate chop pose. All her morals and beliefs go out the windows if it's a crazy martial art ass-kicking Hasidic Jew. Please stop. I don't even believe he's a Hasidic Jew. If a Jewish guy is like, let's bone some chicks.
With big ones. Hey, you know what? Usually I don't go for that kind of talk, but after all, you are a rabbi. And that's cool. I think it's cool that you think like a normal guy. A pig. I didn't say it was cool. An a-hole. I'm all in on that. Let's heal the community. Thank you. Now here's the deal. If you're new to the Mikey show, my boy Eddie, He's been my best friend over 20 years. And if there's one thing he can do, it's dish out the real dirt. Yeah. Tell it like it is, dude. Tell it like it is. And so you can write us. Go to MikeyShow.com. Write us for advice and Eddie will answer. Our first letter reads, Dear Eddie, just wanted to let you know that you're most likely responsible for me and my husband splitting up.
I heard you specifically make a joke about a woman being fat this week. I don't remember what it was specifically. My husband thought it was funny, and we got into an argument about it, and it led to us not talking, which led to us separating. I sure hope you're happy with the knowledge that you split two happy people up. That is signed, Renee in Mission Valley. Eddie? Dear Dumb Fat Chick. I'm taking the Amy Lee approach to bluntness. Why mess around, right? And now on to Fatty Fatty 2x4. Come on. You think I'd leave out the candy? I don't know why the kids come to the ballpark. What are you talking about? Gotta give you a little morsel at least. Look, dummy.
First of all, the topic you don't remember was the phone call about the guy who already told his skinny wife she needed to lose weight, and I defended her. That's right. Not him. That's right. Oh, I hate this. Now, if Amy Lee wrote a song about you, it'd be called... Call me when you're not stupid. Call me when you're not getting separated isn't already taken. I mean, anyone stupid enough to blame their failed marriage on a radio show probably should not have been married in the first place, okay? Now, does this victim have a name? I'm talking about your husband, of course. What? What do you know? I mean, if Jeff and Jer hear about him, they're probably going to open up Billy's house or whatever his name is. You know, safe house for men getting out of relationships with idiots. Okay. Maybe we can call it idiots house, Skye. We don't know what happened. Technically, that's what he is for seeing something in your titanic ass in the first place. Oh, my God. Get out of here. No, not that way, fatso. That's the kitchen. Wow. Eddie. Get your facts straight.
Come after me. But you just made a bunch of fat jokes. Because I'm angry now. Tough love. If I were Jewish, would it be okay? I hate it. Our next letter reads... For the record, Eddie did a karate chop move when he said that right now. For the record. Next letter reads... Hey, Eddie. I am in an adult soccer league. And almost a month ago, I got nailed in the crotch. by a big-ass player on the opposing team. Ever since then, I've had really bad pains in that area, so much so that I haven't gone back to work. Now, my wife is starting to tease me about it, and the guys at work keep calling me during work hours making jokes. What can I do to make everyone back off? I'm getting really pissed, and I fear I'm going to blow up at the wrong person. Please help, Oracle. Sign.
P1 Daniel from San Marcos. Eddie? Sounds like his coworkers aren't very sensitive. Dear Boondock Taints. Oh, my God. You did not just say that. Oh, my God. I personally don't understand why you're so testy. Here we go. I mean, you need to buck up, bro, and grow a pair. Or a new pair. I mean, I understand the people may be driving you nuts. But if it helps, just ball up your fists and get your kicks on a beanbag. Now, one thing is for sure. If you do finally go back to work, this will all stop faster than you can say, You got kicked in the nuts, stupid. What? That's not even safe. Now, here's an ancient Chinese remedy that I've used before for things like this. Now, it requires two tea bags and then hit the sack. Glad it could help. Okay. That was awesome. Didn't help anything, to be honest. Very clever.
Listen, I'm not Chinese. Our next letter reads, Dear Eddie, I need some serious help. Me and my fiance are getting married next month and I think she is losing it. She just hired a mariachi band to play at the wedding. We aren't even Hispanic. I have no clue why she did this. I have nothing against mariachi music, but not for my wedding. I tried to reason with her last night and she flipped out. I've let her do whatever she wants for the wedding. But this one, I have to put my foot down. I know you're getting married next year. What would you do? Signed, P1 Scott in Kensington. Tough. Eddie? Dear Joanie loves mariachi. Old school for you guys there. This is the best. She hired a mariachi band.
And neither one of you guys are Hispanic. Did I get that correct? That is correct. Okay. And she doesn't get why you're upset? Right. I mean, why didn't she hire a German Oompa band? Or this guy? Oh. Okay. Yes. I thought hire a monkey and have a Moroccan wedding even though both of you are white. Wait, Sean did that. That's Sean's wedding. Sean, I'm sorry. Sean had the Moroccan wedding. Sean, good guy. Sean did that. I'm so sorry. Sean, he apologizes. Anyway, back to the point. You have done something that we all as men do. You let your woman off the leash a little too much and now she's getting out of control. What? Excuse you? Listen, guys, some call me the wife whisperer.
I don't believe anyone has ever called you that. Life whisper. Now listen, this is what you need to do. You need to take control of your life back. The way to do that, you need to jerk that leash real tight and say, no! Stop! That doesn't work. Then rub her nose in the mariachi and spank her butt. Shut your mouth. It's just common sense, guys. It's just common sense. What? Glad I could help. Well, you didn't help anyone there. That was the wife whisperer. It's just common sense. It wasn't. Sky, can you... Shut your mouth. No, Sky. No, Mike, really. It was dedicated to you. I hated it. I want to return it. But Sky... I want to rewind time and have this not happen. Jewish? Can't you hear it coming up? Kung Fu Jewish line? Wait, that's not even a... It's a real street. No, it's not. In your neighborhood it is. Mazel tov, San Diego.