Verbal jousting and anxious intercourse intermingle. Kiwi attacks Jimothy's lack of editing knowledge, thus becoming the new Skrillex; MDMA included. Glam/hair bands told the Ozone to get fucked. Prim hair to disheveled hair. Young boys want Seth Rogan perms (que the demonic Rogan chuckles). Belated introductions. Jer thinks about plugging Marilyn Monroe; the boys remind him she is dead. Jer ponders why necrophilia is bad, confusing his peers. I don't care, you're dead! Respecting/neglecting corpses. Fighting for your right to die! Last minute suicide intervention under therapeutic means. Turning suicide into a game for those with nothing left to lose, but everything to gain! Kiwi and Jimothy don't know what Squid Games are. Boring chaos. Oblivion NPC watch-alongs! In the first NPC, the boys react to "Battle Mode Engage 3", where an angry orc gets choked out at a traffic intersection. Jimothy's road rage gets brought into question. The boys stumble upon another Oblivion NPC video, "Hagraven Holds up DoorDash Delivery". A braindead verbal exchange in relation to the word 'Post'. A very detailed narration of impending visuals. Watching "Peanut Butter.AVI", where a man walks barefooted on peanut butter; leading to the collective loss of sanity amongst the cake clan. Watching PB Guy proceed to also rub his feet on a pie in a restroom. The boys randomly check out Peanut Butter Guy's YouTube playlists; trying to figure out what kind of guy he is. Unable to determine the man's fetish of choice. Uhhh, Jordan vs. Justin in a mudpit? Inadvertently becoming a part of what dudes get hard and whack rhythmically to. I'm stuck, mate! Now we're stuck in the jack-hut video vault. ---HOSTS: Kiwi, Jimothy, Jer
