With brunch crushed, the dweebs roll out into the sprawling mass of Skyspears as they throw a metal fest in the middle of Logan‘s Folly. It‘s a tough crowd, but somebody‘s gotta squeeze through it!

Piglet and Bacon Boy have arrived at the Swamp Meet to challenge Pig Man‘s arch nemesis, the tropical mummy himself, Tropico Babemeyer. We‘re racin‘ for pinks, and the Hambulance is on the line.

In a world where crime never sleeps, and justice never wakes, one hog hero and his salty wards must push back against the tide of villainy and join the fight against Tropico Babemeyer, the dastardly citric mummy.

We put the pancake batter to the griddle to discover that... these idiots are the worst dang customers a waiter could ask for during a Sunday Brunch rush. Come on in and see what's on the menu! (Hint: It's Wet Slop and Iced Tea Jägerbombs.)

We‘ve all been there. Chicken nugget crumbs on our fingers, barbecue sauce on our titties, and your ten gallon hat is about to overflow when an old friend rears their head. Don‘t get caught with your pants down, throw ‘em in a headlock before they can stab you! Bye, girl, bye!

Bucky is BACK baby, and it's HIS turn for a spree of the shopping variety. But what's this... Tex Big Oil? Back from war, and looking for great deals? Get to steppin' before you get the boot, money bags!

Now that these intrepid zeroes have come back to the surface and shaken the pee out of their pants, it's time to go on a shopping spree in Logan's Folly! They hit the town and pick up bare essentials like flamethrowers, leather jackets, tea bags, and fancy cigarette holders.

Are you ready to catch this juicy wave? The gang forgot their wet suits and we're going scuba diving in a porta potty playground (a.k.a. one stinky alley).

Magozar meets a magnificently muscled mystic mentor who gets all the hoochie mamas. Alonya learns about her brother from a fellow countryman. Bucky and Tiberius swap wardrobes with some ravers to try and dodge the bouncers.

It's about time to get on up out of them Snail Trails! Back into Chydark these dweebs go. But first, a rave and some vigilante justice, served Philly style, baby!