In the last live broadcast for 2019, Doktor Faux invites Fidd Chewley into the studio to hash-out any outstanding beefs between them. Reverand peas introduces the show and takes on a historical review of how the show started before mediating between the two over a discussion of professional courtesy, context and feelings. The show devolves into mud-slinging as the two come to realize that the partnership has completely dissolved before Fidd ultimately walks out of the studio. There are no resolutions or compromises. This ended up being a gigantic waste of time.
NEXT WEEK’S SHOW NOTES: peas comes right outta the gate spewing racist filth about the Irish. The hosts quickly turn the show into an encounter group and attempt to bring peas to the light by showing him the virulence of his hateful ways. Although the intervention was unsuccessful, the hosts got peas to cry, so this one’s going in the books as a Pyrrhic victory. Fidd & Faux order a pizza and silently eat it while peas wishes upon a dandelion. They do the god-damned Blind Eye, the god-damned Is It a Band, the obligatory Crack the Sky — all the usual bullshit — but a new bit is introduced: Ask peas (I mean, that’s not the name of the bit; I’m telling you to ask peas if you want to know), and Scalpod serves a heapin’ helpin’ of his prototype game, which leads Fidd to making disparaging statements of the viewers’ attention spans. peas, as usual, apologizes for the show’s events at the end, thereby wiping the residual shit from the baby butt that is this show. Happy fuckin’ birthday.
Doctor Faux and his crew of scallywags embark on a starry adventure aboard a pleasure saucer to sample sounds of the universe. Peas fantasizes about the RenFair. RoboPeas beats the real Peas at Is-It-A-Band. Caller 23 proposes a doomsday machine. Peas suffers from a case of Space Happy and ejects himself from the escape hatch. Dr. Faux teaches us how to 3-point turn in a spaceship with a trailer.
