The Artist should have been born in Canada. Your Huckleberry then wraps up Mother's Day, tries to feed Sluggo and stabs Riff.

Your Huckleberry weaves his way through the intricacies  of the Chicago accent. We then learn that Mex has a new nickname, his package is thick and he can't scare anyone with his head.

Some folks may actually enjoy Mex. Your Huckleberry then must entertain a sports legend and gather the weirdos to become triumphant...all while Fake Prince does the splits on the infield dirt of a baseball field.

Mex answers listeners' questions. Your Huckleberry then gets all weird about: The trial of the century, his scrap with Maverick, and atheists in foxholes.

Mex hears from a evil doer who hates his artwork. Your Huckleberry then asks the eternal question: What the hell is the Easter Bunny?

Joe, who own da Chiefs? OWNS. OWNS! Your Huckleberry curbs his intake of the weed, gets smaller and vows to keep being silly.

Your Huckleberry observes the aftermath of Slapgate. Mex tries to understand the "why", while disagreeing with the "what". That's deep, bros.

Mex is back from AZ with tales to tell. Mex learns a heckin app, finds out how bad-ass Mike's mom really was and The Boy gets made.

Mex feels for his Bluto. Your Huckleberry then plans for an Arizona Summit, the violent debate over spray cheese, Badfinger songs and an edible arriving a little too soon.

Mex gets over his performance anxiety only to find he has not come close to exposing the absurdity of a lacrosse fight.