It’s our first episode since the Fourth of July, the date recognized the world over as the anniversary of the date Lord Donald Trump attained Constitutional Buddhahood. This week: Every other country should give up their retarded language and speak English. Doktor Faux makes the “Call of Duty” argument for patriotism, citing America’s sweet K/D ratio. Stolen Valor is a felony, but Fidd Chewley knows a guy who sublets him some valor under-the-table, so it’s all good. Reverand [sic] peas [sic] is doing the show EFFED-THE-EFF-UP from mixing rum with the meds he’s taking for dem Shingles, and Fidd pre-emptively gives him the Kenny Floyd Award. NEW GAME: “Is It a Band?” We try to play it. It “works”. By the end of the show, peas does a good job apologizing for everything except the fact that the Blind Eye segment never completely got off the ground, but that’s not bad for a guy who is, as I said earlier, EFFED-THE-EFF-UP on Shingles meds and rum.
Fed up with the state of the show, Doktor Faux completely rips the HyperCOMM panels from the wall and takes up residence in the experimental Limbaugh Echo-Chamber and proceeds to test the clock BY HIMSELF. What occurs next, has been described by most of the Showciety (as well as Faux) as the best episode of Time for the Show ever made.
Hypercube’s power core is destabilized, and it’s up to Reverand peas to guide Doktor Faux throughout a nightmarish labyrinth filled with pepper spray, temp-agency demons, and a life-or-death game of Is It a Band.
You won’t believe how it ends!
