Chris is having a breakdown, and is hoping to find answers in the Tooniverse. Luckily, two Goofy Gophers are there to take the edge off.

We also check in with Marc Anthony and Pussyfoot, asking the question "are there torso people, too?".

Finally, we are over dismissive of Martha and John's relevance to the greater scheme of things, and eat our own words as we witness the first slice of inter-tooniversal family life.

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This week we witness a tiny elephant wreak havoc in a commune of folk from our world, a middle-aged divorcee tanking Sylvester's first successful mission in years, and Sam takes to the seas in search of... I dunno... I don't think he does either.

We also touch base with LeBron, just to check out how he's getting on.

We catch up with Foghorn now he's free from the time loop, watch Sylvester exploit his son, and Past Bugs' complacent nature draws trouble from the future.

Also we google famous people in our continuing mission to get our message through to the ever-apathetic Lebron James.

We have realised it may be us, not Elmer, who have been misunderstanding guns this whole time.

Our vision has become blinkered, and for that we can only apologise. We promise to do better.

We have not been the heroes this planet deserves, so we turn to the only person we know who can definitely help - Batman.

Sylvester's on a sting operation, but Tweety Prime has changed its approach, with potentially harrowing consequences.

Meanwhile, Wile E gets new sponsorship from an unexpected source, and we meet a larger-than-life American Hero... who immediately sods off.

Making use of Cal's time lense, our heroes start to test the properties of different coloured portals. The results are astounding.

Could this new technology help us get more directly involved with the Tooniverse we're observing, helping us steer the tides of fate?

Only two people have the answer, and one of them doesn't have a Twitter account.

Cal invents the Time Lense, and by "invents" I mean "says". A highly anticipated glimpse in the 24½th century forms the bulk of this week's episode, forcing us to rethink some of the fundamentals of the continuum.

In other news, Sylvester goes back to his roots in the hope of restoring his life essence, and a middle-aged divorcee called Michael takes his deviant ways to Europe proper.

In this episode full of absolute nobodies, we discover a new creature as well as finally marrying (almost literally) two disparate parts of the Tooniverse.

In our quest to help Lebron James, we call on a beloved television star, and Chris loses the ability to say Lin-Manuel Miranda, so that's something I guess.

Daffy just wants a quiet life, but the agency isn't going to let him have one. Why? Well maybe because a huge swathe of the US north of the Mason Dixie line has been dessimated! WAKE UP, PEOPLE!

The Agency takes shady measures to return Daffy to service, Bugs heads south, and Elmer does fuck all of use.

Meanwhile, we contact podcast royalty in our quest to find people to Help Us Help LeBron.

Elmer lives in a penthouse now! Who'd have seen that coming?

Beloved Professor Dodsworth loses about seven lives in as many minutes, presumably triggering his premature exit from the Tooniverse, and a pretty standard Sylvester and Tweety encounter ends in confusion.

Meanwhile, we test a British politician's dedication to the cause as we continue to try and get LeBron James to pull his finger out. DAMN IT, LEBRON!