About this episode
Holy shitolies, guys. We've been pumping out content like a guy taking a shit next to a showering Sydney Sweeney. Sean was "doing the dishes." Frank was playing Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Splintered Fate. I was reading The Art of War. Suddenly, the JUNK SIGNAL lit up the sky, and like the good little content creators we are, we unsheathed the mics, flipped the ON AIR SWITCH to RECORDING, and an hour later, another JUNK MAIL was born. Suck it down.