Where Hell puts its trash, Hellbound TrainShow Tonight the boys will dump the script and wing it. Puzzling finally punches the Philo and Hal units in and the Show gets all professional and under delivers its first PSA. Climbing into their garments, the Boys attack the Show with renewed vigor and bring it to all the mother-fathers because that's how they roll. Kids getting away with murder and low order fun-raising while Hal continues to underoverestimate Puzzling. After retrieving its garment, the Show whipped up a souffle and got a woody. Suddenly, without their garments Drs. Howwll and Drummond danced a mad conjuring jig but eventually noticed their nudity and became ashamed in the face of the Show. In their old country, they were respected as Doktors.  

The Show is like a short night without sleep. Digital drip frigid pyrofridgeration keeps fire ice cold as we learn Dr. Hal's 3 least favorite days of the week. One moment, he is discussing cheeses with his wealthy Uncle, Philo; the next, watching with horror as craven reprehensible Bobbies sickeningly grundle each other. He knows these Bobbies came from Mountain Home but he can't prove it - at least not without some poisonous phonebooks. 

The Puzzling Evidence Show is your only hope for relief from life's soul killing drudgery and the relentlessly depraved Conspiracy buggery of your mind's hind-crack.