This is the season 2 finale—featuring American decadence, vaccine gods, virus babies, and kinky hypocrisies. 

The guys celebrate by getting fat, sassy, and lazy. Shean overnights cake from across the country—Shane gets decked out in doge and Ralph Lauren. 

Meanwhile—institutions are crumbling, America is fractured, Cuomo’s dipping his garlic knot in places it doesn’t belong, and Steve Harvey’s suits are hiding something. 

Mass psychosis, the magic of fish eye lenses, and the death of logic all make appearances.