Alex is a goddamn filthy degenerate liar, Jon is again mocked by crappy improvisers, and Brad is given some hot tips from non-economically priced throat lozenges. The Contest Winner and their giant box of loot is finally announced. We hit the cinema to catch up on the summer blockbusters: The X-men First Class, The Super 8, The Green Lantern, and The Bridesmaids. Things get a little emotional and a little frightening as we say goodbye to our dear friend, the consumate pedophile, Charles and end our Charles in Charge rewatch.
Jonathon doesn’t get invitations because he lives in ye olde times., Brad tries to wrap his head around “Doctor Who” and Alex opens up about his crush on Jack The Ripper. Everyone continues to be baffled by “The Cape”. This American Life makes us want to kill ourselves to ironically chosen pop songs. We explore the second and third episodes of Charles in Charge and play a couple of rounds of Here’s the Pitch/Run With It and Humiliate / Gay / Ghost gives way to Punish / Prom-Date / Poltergeist.
Remember if some unfuckable sounding jackass tries to give you Skippy tell them you want Jiff, “It’s the best peanut butter!”