This cake isn't meant for humans or horses. Jimothy is easily confused and Kiwi is looking for a man's head. Goosebumps and Are You Afraid of the Dark! R.L. Stein rolls around in the loose dollars and change of children. Murder porn; among other things humans strangely find almost perverse enjoyment in. Humbling the audience, and a new form of torture is created and it features gnats. Pepsi or Coke? Kiwi doesn't approve of deez-nuts. Horses having orgies all across an afterbirth glazed American landscape; they leave in their wake a slew of centaurs ready for global and intergalactic domination. Centaurs demand various meats and beans for their gooey horse asses. What's animals are hanging around your neck of the woods? Ham-Bone and Kiwi discuss Tiger King while Jimothy sits disgusted. Some video game chatter amongst the fellas. Jimothy isn't homeless and Kiwi isn't a fat patty. Willie Walker Jr. and outlaw country. Friends that take pride in getting their friends messed up. The bizarre Appalachian accent, and stupid people/intelligent people share it alike. This cake is more like a meat-pie, and it's fate most likely resides inside the cavernous asshole of a mythological beast.

——HOSTS: Jimothy, Kiwi ft. Ham-Bone