As the New Year rolled in the Webonauts were busy with life and are just now getting around to filling out their captains log. HA! I said log. Eventually as the paradigm shift they'd been waiting on manifests itself into a Lewis Carrol reference, they dive head first down the hole hoping to someday discover the origins of ass slapping.

As our heroes enter their favorite cantina to celebrate their latest plunder they bump into another smuggler with an offer they can't refuse. Unfortunately they all got wasted and the only thing successfully smuggled out was a headache and a huge bar tab! Enjoy their tales of all things rad and we'll see you all after the New Year! Happy Festivus peoples!

As the cockpit of their newly requisitioned spacecraft fills with blaze and vision becomes scarce, El Blizz accidentally leans on the warp drive sending the Webonauts back to once, whence they came. Seeing their ship reappear on his scanners Sir Justin Jones, using his massive tracker beam (yes, that's what she said) pulled them back to his colosseum of doom and forces the duo to duel! One man enters... and they all three leave, because Justin finally realized where da real party be at.

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Come one, come all to the Xmas Time Players Ball!

Dust off your freshest threads and get ya REAL party on before we're all to busy and broke to act a fool this holiday!

WE DON'T CARE IF ITS YOUR UGLIEST CHRISTMAS SWEATER OR YOUR MOST PIMPTASTIC™ SANTA GEAR!

BRING THE BLING, THE IRONIC AND THE FESTIVE!!!

We have Rasul the Knowbody on the tables all night AND..

We'll crown a King, Queen and demand some more tom foolery from our winning Jesters at midnight!

****Happy Festivus****

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You'll find that anywhere one might travel, many a man (clone, peasant, farmer, android, etc) have succumb to the "opportunity" of service in the empire. ...we all make mistakes. Fellow stormtrooper turned spacecowboy Gary joins us as we're sucked into the black hole that is Amelia Earhart's hairy butthole. Other stuff too. Maybe more buttul stuff after that. I can't remember. Moonshine though. DEFINITELY that.

Once upon a time El Jeffe and Le Blizz lay starving and dying after what only can assume was an amazing time. But on the nearby planet Poopotine, a local connoisseur of common amusements laid some knowledge that might persuade one to say "Damnith the the man! I am done with these frivolities and vow to spend thy life in service of mine own will!"

Then we was like.... whoa

It's better to burn out

Than to fade away

Somewhere there's an alien baby who could be eating what you wasted this thanksgiving. The Webonauts however waste no time this week getting down to the nitty gritty. Our friend Tiny Smawz stopped by right in time to help us throw nickels at the comet landing and we've finally achieved the level of high brow nut rustlings we've been searching for this whole time!