Cole's pug ate a stick of butter and it wasn't pretty.  Since he decided to get another basset hound, he and JJ spend some time revisiting old, messed up pet stories (like Cole's mother, who often returned dead fish to the store for refunds).  The holiday weight has been real and Cole's been feelin' his new, rounder, voluptuous body.  This led to a discussion about school lunches and our friends whose parents were lunch ladies.  Those kids took a lotta shit, just like in the movies...we look forward to a mask-less future when we start hitting up drag shows again...curvaceous, sumptuous, and splendid...we'll let our body types describe tonight's show.