Getting free shit is so much fucking fun, YEAH!! What’s in the Mailbag this week? Mike shows off his mastery of the Polish language, Robb gets some awesome new shirts for Ricky, and JP unsheathes his mighty fucking sword for a mouldy parcel from Idaho!
Wanna send something into Mailbag (apart from shitty old potatoes)? Send it to:
We receive a cockload of goodies for Mailbag so please be patient! If the package contains food please indicate it on the package, we don’t want any studio kitties getting the shits from dirty old garbage juice!
It’s time to delve into SwearNet’s bulging sack and discover what you crazy fucks have sent Robb, JP and Mike! On today’s Mailbag, there’s more crazy shit from Rudi, a fucking fancy hat for Pat, a bunch of decent custom jerseys, and a jar of mysterious green powder! What the fuck is it, and who’s gonna try it?!
However, Pat seems to be struggling with the feedback he’s receiving from JP, Robb, and Mike. They worry that he is not finding the proper balance between passion and goofiness, and he is having trouble improvising his fucking swearing.
Pat has his own complaints too – like, who in the fuck is having shit explosions in the toilets at SwearNet Studios?
JP, Robb, and Mike receive their first-ever package from Germany on today’s episode of Mailbag, and holy fuck is it a doozy!
The package from Deutschland is dirty as fuck – it contains a number of sex toys for the Boys as well as something for Lucy’s “ass pussy”.
The Boys hear from regular contributor Rudi, a book of Jewish Comedy from New York, and a letter all the way from Bedford, Nova Scotia (which is a few minutes down the fucking highway from SwearNet Studios).
PLUS: The Boys get some DECENT t-shirts and hats from the dicks at Maritime Grime!
Pat Roach has his game face on, along with his classic SwearNet outfit, and he’s ready to test out the new green screen and news equipment that the Boys have set up for him. They’re not fucking around – they set up a virtual news studio, along with a teleprompter and one of those crane-swingy fucking camera things.
PLUS: Watch Pat warm up his swear cords, and get a glimpse of his pre-game meal.
Just who in the fuck are these people? Well, Johnny is a professional pickpocket, Slip is a retired astronaut, and Virginia is a southern belle. They all happen to live inside Mike Smith’s absolutely fucked brain, and were written down on pieces of paper and put into a hat.
The Boys draw characters out of the cap and improv some voices for what could be an incredibly fucking entertaining puppet show!
Pat receives some mail that was intended for The Jim Lahey Show (& Randy), and the Boys are asked to be a part of a Canada 150 memorabilia collection. They also receive an autographed John Garrett hockey card (the Boys didn’t really know who in the fuck he is, if you’re in the same boat, you can check his Wikipedia page here… he is a bit bigger of a deal than the Boys seem to realize).
Since Pat seems to be around the studio more and more, he has a request for you dicks: send HIM some shit to the Mailbag!
(here’s the address in case you stoned fuckers can’t find it on our website)
We receive a shit-ton of goodies for the mailbag so please be patient if you send something in. If the package contains food or something perishable please indicate it on the package, we don’t want dirty fuckin’ garbage juice all over the studio!
Robb, JP, and especially Mike are worried that their pep talks are not having a positive impact on Pat Roach’s performance. They attempt to light another fire under his arse and come up with a plan to take this project to the next level.
JP irons, while Madam Sunshine flirts with Mr. Box (the Boys are trying out new drugs). Along the way, we get updates about their current writing project, Bubbles and the Shitrockers, the Real Fucking Reality Show, and more!