In this eppy, we discover our penchant for mongolian throat singing, and regular ol singing as well. We skim the surface of Brads psyche, but it quickly turns into a rather crappy exploration of how specific folk find happiness. We try our hand at some NEW dialects for once, and take a trip back to the societal and economic boom of the 1930s. Nick reminisces on getting slept like a bee-eye-itch. We lean on our favorite old crutch, dick and fart jokes. Brad unveils a terrible "Bubba" impression. From there, the episode spirals into the ether, per usual.