The Mens Room with Robert Dominguez

Robert accepts the job offer, moves his ass from paradise to the armpit of carnivorous dysfunction. A mile above sea level.

Robert shares about his summer adventure working as a crisis co-responder. The good, the bad, and the involuntarily held.

Robert gets reacquainted with postal culture and workplace norms, such as toxic tumor mills, cults of personality, and customary micromanagement tongue lashings by big booty bosses. Overtime is mandatory unless you are a sick person.

Robert talks in-depth about his first thirty days reunited with his old job and the memories from the first go around 26 years ago. Robert also shares the importance of selecting a good woman instead of an Instagram hoe model.

Robert talks about hot moments where his temper was tried. In the early days this meant someone was getting a vandalism visit, today it takes COVID-19 to push me over the edge.

In this episode, Robert shares about the events of Sunner 2008 that created positive impacts on identity formation while burning bridges from the money-hungry bitches who bore his children.

Robert shares comedic insights as to why you should get the job you want, instead of being a slave to obligation. Like raising snotty kids.

Robert delves into relationship issues and why Kristin was the beginning of picking the right woman. Unfortunately, Robert's dick was too busy fuckin around.

Robert talks about the importance of Cougar lovin' when healing from a broken heart. The boobs may have been fake, but her butthole cleaning bidet was real proof there was a next level.

In this episode, Robert discusses his pre-adolescent career and business endeavors. The willing child laborist pawned his skills to local grease traps and a geriatric warehouse to get his hands on that high-fidelity concert sound in his tiny bedroom.

Robert shares stories about his criminal past, his poor-quality associations, and how terrible it felt to sleep in poo.

Robert discusses a turbulent childhood marred by mental illness, domestic violence, and zero birth control to keep robert from being born into the firestorm of poor choices.

A bit about growing up with a woman who despised me. My cranium ripped her vagina. #unforgiven #standupcomedy #comedy #badmom #comedian #brokenhome

Robert delves into the mystical world of our light brown-skinned neighbor. No cultural stone goes unturned as he talks about life in Arizona and how the west side of Phoenix is nasty and full of angry brown people. Oh yeah, Robert also shares his joy in hearing about his daughter getting knocked up by an illegal alien.

Stir Crazy Comedy Club. Glendale, Arizona

Fourth Wall Open Mic

Robert talks about a time when his teenage venture into fatherhood and marriage ended in scandal, illicit sex, and child support. How could it all go wrong? Jewish Pussy.

Robert shares about the loss of his war-torn uncle and the cognitively sound part of his mom. On the work front, Robert laments government paperwork, booty, and colleague indignance. As promised, the male gigolo story landed Robert Sunday as a defendant to decide his ho guilt. #comedypodcast #officelife

Robert Sunday delves into past career choices fueled by survival and mounting child support obligations.

Robert grounds himself from flying after talking shit to a middle eastern family who let their retard run wild in the terminal. Robert also shares insight into a future where sex offenders go to Sex Camp and the Trans community finds a great career path as correctional officers.

We are talking about exiting a poor-fitting job and transitioning into a government job where booty size determines seniority. Also, talk about how crowds at Darker Wave Fest drive this Gen X man to his stage-facing lair, far from the combat boots on the sand. Taco Bell and Tears for Fears from a safe distance.

Being a flight attendant is a tough job, and I've had enough of the benefits of sickness and lonesome hotel nights. Take the journey of a quiet-quitting flight attendant.

Icarus is excellent at his braggart-style communication..junk comes out, and he has an attention span of a gnat. So nothing goes in. I am honoring my old neighborhood friend Claudio. He faced a voluntary yet untimely death at age 45. Don't do hard drugs, it won't end well. music by: Robert Sunday and the SOBs

Icarus and her panty waist friend call the manager because I don't make small talk. They are replaced by the cute and the useless. Music intro/outro by Robert Sunday and the SOBs.

Homegirl flight attendant dominates the airwaves with a robust and cringeworthy performance to an entirely captive audience. Not even the man with noise-canceling headphones could escape the shrill brand-driven routine. Oh, and I was violently chased by a middle eastern looking man through the Orlando airport...Tune in.