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!

Yippee!

The obvious meaning of what KFL stands for, that heg has had too mamy pumpussions, and the federal climb.

Yippoo!

Good morn’!

Oliver did a bad thing with hair, we are/are not getting married and are/are not getting matching shrimp tattoos, and logistics make everything worse.

Good eve’!

Good as! (hello)

Fresh cuts, smaller than a micro-pig, some things we wish we didn’t do, and the types of pickles that Kayla has been in. 

Goooood as! (bye)

Goodmonday!

A 24/7, glass box, haiku festathon, Oliver should put himself in more positions where he can be saved by shrimps, and we discuss what are the top 2 things above asking.

BONUS audience challenge at the end!!!

Byemonday!

Hooray Friday!

We got the bird and caught it in the corner, shrimp chancellor sounds so much better than prawn chancellor, and Oliver is peat thick not rain thick.

Have a perfect day! Never change!!!

Heyoooo!

Is gas touching us or are we touching gas? How much bit will you become if you lay on a bear? Do we have all the answers or none of the answers? Hmm?

Byeoooo!

AH!

Normal start to an episode (completely normal), Kayla is simply a mere conduit (and doesn’t like it clean), and it’s time for a peat chat.

AHHH!!!

Hello again!

We are simply vehicles for the story, dogs don’t think of themselves than more than a head, and what do shrimp do when they’re scared?

Bye again!