Zee and the crew have decided to stage an intervention for Redux, who apparently is a little too afraid of the sweet love of his fellow man. In other news, Lady Gaga is birthing good and evil from the mysteries of her egg, and the Oscars sucked. Again.
Zee tells us a tale of the Boot from the great beyond, recommends that we address the Mo’s family jewels, and Borders is about to die (though mostly due to their lack of jerkins). In other news, the Oscars are coming up, and the crew all agree that Toy Story 3 is the scariest horror movie of the last decade.
Addictions are our topic tonight, namely substances people usually don’t think of abusing. Like bath salts. And potpourri. And butter cream frosting. In other news, you can’t smoke road flares (at least not effectively), and some blogs are taken a little too seriously.
Joining us in studio with our very small, New Jersey-exclusive cast is Scott Schiaffo, better known as the Chewlies Gum Guy in the indie classic Clerks. Amidst his stories of Kevin Smith, the film business, and being mistaken for a suicidal hobo, it is still far too cold to believe in global warming.
With our exceptionally large cast, we address Lady Gaga’s new scent (aptly named Blood & Semen), Justin Bieber’s new movie, whether you can use suppositories on Yom Kippur, and the correct recipe for riot punch. It’s weird how often we discuss riot punch.
After a number of distractions from the noisiest meal ever eaten on-air, the Mo finally calms down long enough for us to conduct our annual Oscar predictions. Also, Pocket Spam may in fact be the reincarnation of the fourth Doctor Who – which would explain why he looks so much like a hobo.
Zee is temporarily deposed, though still in-studio as Spam struggles to control the show. More importantly, Starbucks has a new size of cup, and it’s waaay too big. Also, scientists are trying to recreate a woolly mammoth. Also, perhaps our most rambling and incoherent episode ever.