Damian and Ziggy rant about marijuana ignorance, e-cig illegalities, alcohol, and Hobbit based racism. The audience is forgotten about as a phone call with Jake is pursued; Ziggy has a Freudian slip and in trying to save face he digs a deeper hole.
'The Green Man' sits in on the podcast and ultimately makes a mess of things, news stories are received with glee and confusion among other things. Halfway through, due to complications, Damian goes solo and finishes the podcast by himself.
Baritonal characters come by, Willem Dafoe is praised, is The Expendables expendable? Damian gets lost for a while and it goes on and on and on and on...
Damian sides with Charlie Sheen, characters and accents take over the show for a while to muse on the subject of surprise sex, a new segments is revealed to take over for Soundtrack to the Apocalypse, and extra material is recorded because ineptitude reigns supreme.
The rarity of Australian porn concerns Damian, pederast uncles, anger is directed at the internet, a series of magnificently fucked up news stories, and Rhys answers - with enthusiastic abandon - the question: what would you do if you had been poisoned and had one day to live?
TV and movies are talked about extensively, Portugese law enforcement is questioned, a German combat enthusiast makes an appearance, traversing the Mojave Wasteland, the weekly segments, and both of them struggle with their ineptness throughout.
Family circle jerks, Ridiculous Times at Black Metal High, Scottish Films?, Black Jesus done sinned, Ingenius Junkie business antics, Soundtrack to the Apocalypse, Ziggy's factoids, and just general fucked up sex shit.