Behold a shiny new episode bounds into your life! Alex brings animal facts about our new Dolphin Overlords, Brad falls victim to an evil prophecy foretold over 4,000 years ago. The smartest kid in the world has some revolutionary new game and Steve Guttenberg loses his virginity. Mr. Belvedere goes to crazy town with Robert Goulet and we finish our journey into the Tori Universe on Saved by the Bell.
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KABLAMO! It’s a fresh new episode of Ramjack chock full of life gifts and strong generic-non-specific energies that are sure to affect you spiritually… whatever the fuck that means. Alex brings the phrase of the week, Brad discovers the most confusing fun ever, and cinema ninjas are on patrol and fighting for the rights of all the dreamers. Saved by the Bell: Hawaiian Style is a series of panic attacks and statutory rape. Evan’s Grandmother completely loses her mind for our amusement.
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Looking to have fun in church? Try The Baby Jeezo Sexy-Time Party Pew, it’s not gonna make churchgoing more sensible but it might just get you a Grand-Slam at Denny’s. We watch the preview of TLC’s Virgin Diaries and have a full out panic attack. Meanwhile the Japanese are getting Deja-Ew from a grip of unordered pizzas. Belevedere confirms our suspension on all fronts and Zack plots to escape detention with his giant brick phone on Saved by The Bell.
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Monster free and more fun than a Denny’s.
The all powerful stalk of corn has demanded we deliver this fresh episode unto you. Brad deals with his impending psychosis and Alex reports in on his favorite film: Twilight: Breaking Precipice of Dawn Time Night Vampire Moon Part One of Twelve. Mr. Belvedere takes a dark turn into the scary world of addiction and Tori wrecks inter-dimensional havoc in our favorite sci-fi program Saved by the Bell. We finally receive our first series of drunk voicemails. Hurrah!
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