Larry makes his triumphant return to central Florida, and like Trajan 2000 years before him, we honor him with the glory of a conquerer. Not really. What the hell is wrong with me? What we do in actuality is record what may be the most kick ass episode ever. Listen, and I defy you not to soil your designer jeans. Lazy bullys, singing nuns, the wrath of God. What’s not to love? Enjoy!
Hey, kids we’re back. Sorry it took so long, but we gots stuff to do too, ya know. Molino bought a condo, Adam was liberally applying ointment to distant male relatives’ feet (I’m sure that got Spider’s attention) and Erin has apparently been posing as an Eastern European mail order bride… still no takers. Better luck next time, Erin. Our pain = your pleasure. Enjoy!