JP, Mike, and Robb are in a smokeless Mailbag tent (the episode is called “Edibles” – get it… they’re still high as fuck), and the “Help Us Decorate Sunnyvale” contest is in full swing! The Boys are looking for some shit to help decorate the set of Season 12, and they definitely received some contenders in this round, including a DECENT kitty wall-hanging, a houndstooth snuggie, and a Lahey-sized flask!
But it was a cock-sized poster tube filled with many tiny mini-cocks that caught the most attention!
Remember – the Season 12 decoration contest ends on May 31st, so get your shit in the mail ASAP! Click here for details. You can send your shit to the Mailbag at:
Before we know it, the camera dicks will be following Ricky, Julian, and Bubbles again for Season 12. We you arseholes to send some shit to the Mailbag to help decorate Sunnyvale! If you have something that you think would make a great decoration for the set of Trailer Park Boys, send the cocksucker in and it just might make its way to Sunnyvale!
Send us small shit only – anything that can fit inside a shoebox is good to go.
We’ll choose our 10 favourite items and use the cocksuckers on the set of Trailer Park Boys Season 12.
If we choose your shit, we’ll give you a free year-long subscription to SwearNet.com to say fuckin’ thanks.
The deadline is the end of May – we need to receive your shit by May 31st!
We will announce the winners on an upcoming episode of Mailbag.
It’s the Mailbag, mother fucker, and JP, Robb, and Mike love getting free shit!
On this week’s episode, they receive some DECENT clay versions of themselves! Holy fuck the fans are talented. They also get some fucked up letters that could very well be ransom notes. Remember: ease up on the letters and go harder on the free shit!
They also receive a massive package from Tom, a long-time fan whose struggle with Cluster Headaches was referenced in Trippin’ with Leigh. Tom does a daily vlog which is worth checking out if you want to know more about this painful fucking disease!
If you have some shit you’d like to send the Boys, use this address:
The Boys burn through a pile of goodies from California, England, and plenty of fucking places in between. They get a billion fucking questions from Alberta, some DECENT t-shirts from Leeds (important when you’re living in the studio and you have no clean clothes), and some penis koozies from the Sugar Bitches!
We have another contender for “package of the year” with an absolutely fucking bonanza from New York, including a SIX FOOT COCK. Big Joe sends in some more DECENT shit, and the Boys get a butter maker, which is probably related to dope somehow.
This episode is brought to you by Mike Smith’s epic wine bender!
As per usual, Mike tastes a bunch of hot sauces (and gets absolutely fucked over by one of them), the Boys get a shit apple, and a bunch of swearing cats. They also get some DECENT fan art, in the form of a TPB comic!
We also learn a few things – limit your letters for the Boys to 10 words or less, and it might not be wise to ask for 200 tiny fucking autographs.
They also get a fuck load of candy from Sweden, space gifts, mixed nuts, and a birthday card (WITH LIQUOR CASH) for Mike. Perhaps the most fucked up thing they receive is a mystery box full of suspicious oils and powders – is someone out to poison the Boys, or are looks deceiving?!
And this is a public service announcement to Mike – JP’s mom DOES watch this fucking show, so watch your goddamn mouth!
If you want to send some shit to the Mailbag (with absolutely NO guarantee that it’ll be opened in any kind of a timely fucking fashion), use this address:
The Boys are working hard at catching up on the massive pile that is the mailbag. On the latest episode, they discover a birthday package for Robb (whose birthday was March 20th, fuck!), encounter a whole fuck load of monkey-related gifts, and get a shitload of goodies from Big Joe’s Biker Rings all the fucking way from Thailand!
Plus, they get a fuck ton of snacks from Ohio, some DECENT t-shirts, and some turkey joints!
If you want to send some shit into the mailbag, send er to this address: