Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson declined to appear on this podcast, so we did the next best thing, and worked him into this week’s script. If bustin’ makes you feel good, this episode will likely make you feel bad, or at least confused. Who will be the ghost with the most, when Rob, Kris, Dave and Joel try to please Mr. Explosm with a spooky-ooky s-s-s-s-SCRIPT?!

The pipes at Explosm are backed up, but the pipes in Rob are the opposite. While he sits one out, Kris, Dave and Joel shit one out… a script that is. There’s a monster at the end of this podcast. Actually, there are two. AND there’s Mr. Explosm. That’s at least three monsters for the price of free! Please enjoy our shittiest episode, if you dare.

The Explosm Boys are tested like never before, as friendships and loyalties are called into question. Alliances are formed, and pacts are made that threaten to render asunder the very foundation of Explosm. It all comes to a head at a Wyoming truck stop, as things often do.

Rob, Dave, Kris and Joel are UNDER PRESSURE (but not too much), as Mr. Explosm seems to have fallen prey to the lure of the Devil’s Weed on this four-est of four twenties. The boys wonder if Sir Adolf was a happy Hitler on his birthday, and how the voice of Mario got his start.

Dave, Kris and Joel are sans Rob and sans enough time to satisfy Mr. Explosm’s need for a funny script that doesn’t offend the dark overlords at Olive Garden. Boys become men, and men become old men lurking in the shadows of sex shops, doling out advice to boys.

Kris, Dave and Joel are aghast as Rob dares to bear his bare knees, and Real Talk is required to get to the bottom of the middle of his man-legs. Oxygen is scarce due to a suspicious fire, but the boys know where to find a little extra.

Rob, Kris and Joel try to pick up the pieces of their lives after the events of the previous episode. Dave is MIA, as Mr. Explosm raises the stakes on this week's writing deadline. The feather's fly as the boys scramble to meet his demands!

Kris, Rob, Dave, and Joel sit down for a relaxing writing session but things go completely to hell thanks to an unexpected guest.