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This episode, Chris, James, and James are enveloped in a radiant, indescribable light. Their bodies, mutated, fused together, struggle like amoebas--hungry, monstrous, internecine war stomachs. A Colour Out of Space compels them, drives them, burns them into and against one another. An Alpaca screeches its unholy misery while Tommy Chong passes the blunt.
"Drink? I'm having one."
By Cameron Hodge4.1
88 ratings
This episode, Chris, James, and James are enveloped in a radiant, indescribable light. Their bodies, mutated, fused together, struggle like amoebas--hungry, monstrous, internecine war stomachs. A Colour Out of Space compels them, drives them, burns them into and against one another. An Alpaca screeches its unholy misery while Tommy Chong passes the blunt.
"Drink? I'm having one."