April 29, 2025

Death Row Daiquiris, FM Braces, and that time Danny Bonaduce joined Nice Pull!

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In a twist no one saw coming—mainly because no one thought to ask—Episode 57 delivers a new first in AI scoring that’s so inconceivable, Chris uses the “H” word.  But that’s just the hors d'oeuvre. The real entrée? A forensic look at The Piña Colada Song, revealing a couple so emotionally constipated they need print classifieds to cheat on each other—only to accidentally fall in love again through mutual infidelity and tropical cocktails. Marriage: solved.

But wait, there’s a side of Bonaduce. Yes, that’s right. Danny "I-might’ve-been-drafted" Partridge himself pops in for a gloriously unhinged voice memo that sets off a nostalgia avalanche for the Partridge Family bus, tambourine storage logistics, and braces that receive FM radio. Buckle up for conspiracies about Shirley Partridge’s mysterious husband,Vietnam-era sitcom storylines, and Jeff’s grim fan theory about Rupert Holme’s unholy ear worm.

This installment is a tribute to everything wonderfully wrong with ‘70s lyrics—and it might just be the most batshit episode yet.

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Actor / Radio Personality / Martial Artist

When Danny Bonaduce crashes the Nice Pull! podcast, it’s less of a guest appearance and more of a glorious pop culture drive-by. Equal parts child star, chaos agent, and walking trivia night, Bonaduce bursts onto the scene like he just leapt off the Partridge Family bus. His voice memo is a caffeinated fever dream of showbiz memories, gym anecdotes, and the kind of unfiltered honesty you only get from a man who’s been famous since before juice boxes existed. It’s not just a cameo—it’s a Bonaduce Bomb, and we’re still cleaning up the nostalgia shrapnel.