No way. They will put the Shinni Curse on him. They are awful and fat at radio, but they will destroy Tits in a war of words. Tits will not say a word about them.

They are awful and fat at radio

Jim smashes them constantly but opie hardly ever joins in. Jim does about the same thing he used to do to the rest of the staff (although in this case I hope there's a little more honesty behind it), and whereas opie would pile on and treat Erock like shit, he doesn't really do that with the Stankles. So I doubt it.

One of the patterns of this Opie we've seen is he's happy to be oblivious. He'll put all criticisms of the Stangels on the pay no mind list, where he puts all criticisms of himself.

Wishful thinking but it won't happen, Opie is a little bitch. It's more likely that the Jews will talk shit on him, like they've already done live on the air on his show.

Peckahs?

Nah they clearly have a long lasting relationship going back years. Sam was in the little studio next to the main one today and Jimmy got all excited. I hope Sammy branmuffins comes back :(

The Stankels won't bash him because they are cornball hacks and never talk shit publicly. They are finally allowed back into TV and they will act like the last year basically never happened. Same with Opie. Tits will just plug the Stankels show and try to keep that connection since no one else in the industry cares, Opie won't burn that bridge, he's getting desperate as obscurity looms.

Have the Stangles been on air since the fat one had his little breakdown?

sorry

No. The Stangel brothers were Opie's hope of legitimizing the show. I think he was genuinely devastated when Justin said they were leaving in May

I agree. I think the three of them will remain close professional friends for a year or so--Opie will promote their garbage and the Stangels will retweet his crap. Maybe the Opester will take his Aryan family out to dinner with them a few times, maybe even a BBQ or beach weekend, ya know, for the show. His wife will hate it, she'll be like "oh no, not the fat Jews" and he'll say "I need this honey...I need this".
Then a few years will pass and their get togethers will become less frequent. Opie retires to seclusion in the suburbs of Long Island or Philadelphia . The Stangels strike it rich with their new show, because let's face it their milquetoast shit is profitable, and they move out to LA, the Palisades, where they flourish and form a production company, like the Weinstein Brothers for the new generation. Back in Long Island, Opie will sit and stew in his recliner, fumbling his folded puzzles page from the NY Post as the credits on his favorite show about housewives scroll by, punctuated by A Stangel Production. He'll weep. He'll grind his teeth. He'll drop his pencil and hang his head, defeated as his wife and her latest yoga instructor Hendel pull into the carport in her soon to be repossessed purple Jeep Wrangler, giggling.

They are awful and fat at radio

I agree. I think the three of them will remain close professional friends for a year or so--Opie will promote their garbage and the Stangels will retweet his crap. Maybe the Opester will take his Aryan family out to dinner with them a few times, maybe even a BBQ or beach weekend, ya know, for the show. His wife will hate it, she'll be like "oh no, not the fat Jews" and he'll say "I need this honey...I need this".
Then a few years will pass and their get togethers will become less frequent. Opie retires to seclusion in the suburbs of Long Island or Philadelphia . The Stangels strike it rich with their new show, because let's face it their milquetoast shit is profitable, and they move out to LA, the Palisades, where they flourish and form a production company, like the Weinstein Brothers for the new generation. Back in Long Island, Opie will sit and stew in his recliner, fumbling his folded puzzles page from the NY Post as the credits on his favorite show about housewives scroll by, punctuated by A Stangel Production. He'll weep. He'll grind his teeth. He'll drop his pencil and hang his head, defeated as his wife and her latest yoga instructor Hendel pull into the carport in her soon to be repossessed purple Jeep Wrangler, giggling.