This time we're talking The Fresh Princ-ipal. We discuss how we relate to the rip-off of a purely ceremonial prize, how vomit - fake or not - can be super triggering and how a haunted crowbar can be the most intriguing thing in a scene, even when that scene also explains how "downstairs" means "my pants." Also: way more poop chat than we planned, but we just go where the poop chat takes us. It's sort of a life philosophy, really.