It’s happened again. Oliver does another solo chinwag. This time he talks all his thoughts on sports and spends a good majority of the episode saying goodbye.

Oliver does a solo episode of pod. It’s not that short and mostly meaningless but there’s a sort of deep bit about catching yourself. He also lies about going to play dominoes later. But thus.

Yippee!!!

Kayla’s got a cool new non-communicative relationship with the brain, mind, and body, Oliver can make himself sneeze (and an idea for episode 300), and there’s orb factions in shrimp country.

Yippaa!!!

Hullo!

We’re being cute and safe, breaking news: more confirmed about shrimps (we’re coming up to the season finale of the shrimp saga), and dead like a doorknob that’s been hit by a wheel of cheese.

Bullo!

Heck yeah!

Don’t fall in the pond, there’s danger in the pen and danger in the pages, and Kayla’s been reading mythos so said Dr. Zeus and we all laughed and laughed.

Rock on!

Hams!

Don’t judge it before you know it, if you need a parachute when you jump from a plane you’re weak, and where is your writer’s intuition located?

Cheeses!

Hello!

We help Jordan pee, when Sherlock is busy you can’t really rely on Shrimp & Fry, and the boy wants to be in the garden and so the boy shall.

Goodbye!

WAZZUP???

We’re here to keep the vibe alibe and smacksh it out, the five basic tastes, and Kayla “doesn’t” do a haiku about Jordan Barr.

bye.

Hey now, hey now!

A bubble in the burp, you have to live in couragiander, and she is the east and egg is the sun.

Don’t dream, it’s over!

Hola!

We’re changing the architecture (by reinvigorating the space), she’s behind the door, she’s behind the orb (maybe everything is orbs), and a weird huge fish.

Hula!