***IN THIS EPISODE INTERNATIONAL TALKS ABOUT...***

Divine communication flowing right through him like a bad Mexican meal; The dark path of our collective narrative, where armies of woke Bozos corral humanity into a rusted-out clown world amusement park with whirling empty rides and sinister carnaval music that drones on forever like a sick cat hurling up Friskies

***IF THAT WASN’T ENOUGH, IN THIS EPISODE INTERNATIONAL ALSO...***

Begins the countdown to Slave Wife’s temporary release from her basement lounge (don’t call it a containment chamber) for a brief birthday celebration; Attempts to assuage his rabid jealousy of Gabriel Iglesias’ flawless ability to do voices by engaging in an unevolved pissing contest wherein International accuses Fluffy’s comedy of not packing a Hawaiian Punch, despite the undeniable fact that the comedian looks just like the guy on the container

***AND SO MUCH MORE, IT’S CRAZY!!!***