The Viktor Wilt Show daily recap! If you miss the show weekdays from 6A-10A MST, you've come to the right place.
Today’s Viktor Wilt Show was an absolute madhouse from the second Viktor grumbled his way into the studio, ranting about bad chairs, broken backs, and eye strain like a man trapped inside a malfuncti…
Today’s episode of the Viktor Wilt Show was a full-blown, no-holds-barred fever dream powered by zero sleep, raw caffeine, and the fragile threadbare sanity of a man on the brink. Viktor crash-landed…
Buckle up, because this episode of Traffic School was pure chaos in the best way possible. It kicked off with some cozy hoodie-and-AC-weather banter, spiraled into donut versus Dorito debates (comple…
Strap in because Viktor Wilt went full feral this morning thanks to a dead Internet connection, forcing him to scavenge freak news from his phone like a 2006 survivalist. Things kicked off with a dee…
Viktor kicked off by crawling out of a sickbed like a post-apocalyptic survivor, throat shredded, soul exhausted, yet somehow still dragging himself on-air like a legend. He recounted an Easter gone …
This episode of Traffic School was pure unfiltered chaos, like if Family Feud, Cops, and Jackass had a baby and raised it in a police cruiser. Viktor returned from a week off—refreshed, blind to the …
Buckle up, because this episode of the Viktor Wilt Show was an unhinged, glorious rollercoaster of Facebook beefs, spicy fart confessions, cartoon boobs, and rogue butt surgery. It kicked off with Vi…
Buckle up, because this episode of The Viktor Wilt Show was an absolute fever dream rollercoaster of caffeinated chaos, food rants, scam alerts, and unsolicited advice on public vomit management. Vik…
Okay, buckle up. This episode was a full-blown espresso shot of chaos, comfort, consumerism, and just enough existential dread to season your morning. Viktor Wilt came in hot off a sleep schedule tha…
We kicked things off with Coachella chaos and Courtney from Spiritbox crashing Megan Thee Stallion’s set — arguably the only metal-ish moment at the fest — and segued immediately into Lady Gaga alleg…
In this lively episode of Traffic School, the hosts and callers dive into a whirlwind of humorous and insightful discussions, ranging from traffic laws to personal anecdotes. The conversation kicks o…
Buckle up for a wild, no-holds-barred ride through the maddening mind of Viktor Wilt on this lunatic Monday broadcast—where broken monitors, endless snooze-button bashing, and the chaotic ballet of w…
Strap in, because The Viktor Wilt Show fired up the mics like a jet engine fueled by pure existential dread and caffeine. The episode launched with Viktor grumbling his way through the brutal gauntle…
(0:00) Dumbest things people have said with confidence
(5:08) Somebody whined to one of my friends about my show
(9:26) A little listener hate
(10:41) Bargain Treasure Bins now open in Rexburg
(12:52) Po…
Alright, buckle up, because this episode was an absolute whirlwind of chaos, frustration, and some good old-fashioned Idaho nonsense. Viktor Wilt kicks things off by absolutely roasting Kevin Franke…
Buckle up, because this episode was a caffeinated rollercoaster of madness. First, we dive straight into the Sleep Token Troll Extravaganza, where Peaches unleashed the mother of all bait posts on Si…
Oh man, this episode was a rollercoaster of snack nostalgia, conspiracy rants, and unsolicited twerking advice. Viktor kicked things off by mourning the tragic loss of childhood snacks—PB Crisps and …
This episode was an absolute fever dream of bizarre discussions, unhinged traffic complaints, and unsolicited legal advice. It kicked off with Viktor trying (and failing) to stay calm, only for Lieut…
This episode was a whirlwind of chaos, starting with an unplanned deep dive into Wes Scantlin’s latest misadventure—because, surprise, the Puddle of Mudd frontman still can’t get his life together. T…
(0:00) Things that make people roll their eyes
(3:46) Fake reports of gorillas in Virginia go viral
(6:21) Live on TikTok dumpster fire for the rest of the show
Imagine waking up groggy, reaching for yo…