Neanderthal mall ninjas are fighting badderass T-WREXs. We're gonna have to use mind magna waves to solve these brain experiments. Episode 300 is a puzzle.

It's been a minute since the crew convened, and it's a swingin frog dick of a time, but don't worry there's no hidden fees. We're gonna get 'crash a range rover-fucked up' and try not to catch tennis balls. Snitch robots be hatin'.

Look, there's AG kids, and theirs kids that eat ranch ice cream on there boneless chicken nugs.  For the Oscar losers, where tossin out whiskey nods to our favorite actresses. Philly sucks worse than Houston and golf combined.

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