Who’s The Bitch? is a call-in advice comedy show for conflicts too petty to ignore and too emotionally loaded to solve alone. The engine is the “bitchuation,” a listener-submitted problem that gets examined from every angle until someone, something, or some bad social habit gets the blame. It is quick. It is messy in a controlled way. Recent episodes move from lesbian office drama and passive aggression to formal invitation etiquette, CrossFit intensity, cigarette addiction, dog rehoming anxiety, book-club resentment, sick-day parenting, and friendships that take more than they give. The show is funniest when a tiny breach of manners becomes evidence in a bigger case about respect. A name on an envelope can become a feminist argument. A needy friend can become a lesson in access and boundaries. A family health scare can become a broader conversation about fitness culture and identity. The recurring voices keep the mood loud and conversational, but the advice is more careful than the premise suggests. They can make a crude joke, pivot into concern, and then return to the verdict without losing the thread. That mix matters. The show does not pretend every conflict is equal. Addiction is treated as bigger than stubbornness, children’s safety is treated as non-negotiable, and overwhelmed parents are given room to admit hard choices. At the same time, it leaves plenty of space for gossip energy, running bits, audience updates, and comic spirals about karaoke, caftans, fantasy balls, and video-show housekeeping. The structure is informal, but the ritual is clear: bring the mess, hear the case, test the fairness, name the offender. It is not a quiet advice column. It is closer to sitting with sharp friends who will laugh first, ask a better question second, and still try to keep the person who wrote in from feeling alone.