There's a bunch of Carnivores in Vegas. Don't be a Karen, just accept that AI will turn us all into monkey slaves.

Had a manlier weekend then Rick Flair's limp dick. We're canceling the cancellers. Coke makes you're dick bigger than than two vaginas. Don't be Salt-life guy in the chicken lane.

It's gonna take a corgi sized meteor to take care of this super-pig situation. We're hip hoppin and beatboxin' to some hell in the cell tagteam shit. Two of us have enough content for all you mofks.

it's not funny until it is... but it's not. We're selling doggy dentures on the black market, to pay for drugs to help my back pain. Ice baths and microwaved hotdogs for valentines day. We have a special guest... some fucking guy.

Blades, blow, barrels, beats, and barf. 1:05:30

It's that weather balloon technology dawg, it's terminator technology. This episode is 11 alcohols.

- Don't cry when you see the last picture

- You won't believe their transformation

- People were shocked at what she was wearing

- Try not to ejaculate when you get to # 11

- The last picture will make you shit on the kitchen floor

What a weird night.

I can't start a fire in the snow anymore than I can drink a cactus. When i'm in the Brazillian Lamb House, my favorite thing to munch is beaver and swimmy squirrels.

Mind Blown. We're doin space shit, and talkin to robots. There's no gas in this car, so boke a smowl and record your shits. We're gettin philisophical.