This ample cake was served up with a whopping serving for all your taste buds. Reserve a slice for your genitals. Hmm, I just now see what was previously typed. Do not slice your genitals, please. November is the time for shit turkey and turducken. Brock's red velvet shaft. Sampson is coming over for Thanksgiving to pleasure you and to share stories of police evasion. Christmas caroling harassment in the COVID world. The boys talk television subscriptions and the death of them. Brock and Jer confuse Jimothy to the point of anger over a library. Whispering eyes and calming ass water. Licking stuff with my balls because they have taste receptors. Mouthbuds and nutbuds. God says no Applebee's. The boys demand the possession of time be given back to them. Blowing dudes named Priest. Brock and Jer make Jimothy uncomfortable. We're not going to be tasting each other. Jimothy has to defend himself as to why he doesn't want sexually harassed. Meeting the Hate Quota. Jelqing in Dutch Rudder Town. This ship done spiraled in circles and sank to the bottom. ----HOSTS: Jimothy, Jer, Brock