COVID-19 necessitates a solo adventure narrated by the Abbot.

He drinks tequila, plays Arkham Horror and warms himself up at the end with a nice, crackling pile of Stetsasonic.

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Pitch your copy of Clue in a lake, kids! It’s time to play Mysterium.

Xian a.k.a. He/She Who Thirsts takes over for Track of the Week. I didn’t hear the name of the artist right, so when I edited this episode, I searched for “Sullivan LePew.”

Turns out it’s Sylvan LaCue.

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Artemis gets his shit together and puts together a fun 12-minute mix.

We uploaded a slice, which features a fun blend of Pete Rock & CL Smooth’s “The Creator” with Bomb the Bass’ “Megablast.”

We also had a merry time playing Snake Oil and getting lit on a handle of Altos Silver tequila.

Shit is talked.

So the Game of the Week segment had to be scuttled because it was beneath our standards, if that tells you what a piece of shit it was.

Almost everybody cried. We drank cinnamon whiskey and marveled at the third installment of our “Prince Paul Guest Production Shots” thing.

Xian and the True Fu-Schnick post up at a local restaurant, guzzle tequila and spend the whole night playing the game that brought us all together in the first place.

Also: Prince Paul guest produces a Boogie Down Productions cut.

We can never get enough Pikes Peak Hill Shine.

Until we get too much and can’t finish the cool one-night RPG that Xian tries to teach us.

But we still learned about potatoes and the eternal production genius of Prince Paul.

Everybody’s late and Big Pork Daddy Kane get testy with the crew.

But we make up, drink some Tincup American Whiskey and play King of Tokyo.

Yeah, somebody farted in the mic at the end. We left it in there, with apologies to RUN-D.M.C.

For the first time ever, a beer is discussed during Drink of the Week.

Then we get super fucked up and play Yahtzee, which is like medicine.

HP steps in to serve up Track of the Week.

The Main Ingredient breaks two weeks of sobriety by trying to invent a disgusting shot in homage to Nurgle, the plague god.

7 Wonders and Warhammer 40,000: Kill Team are played, sort of.

Even The Man from D.R.U.N.C.L.E. knows when to tap the brakes when he’s sick.

Let’s drink some Robitussin, discover that we like painting minis and listen to the best Pete Rock remix ever.