The Boys are back from tour and they’re still fucked up from the liquor and gummies! Today’s topics include crash test pigs, castaway cows, banana art, and a fucked place to store your credit cards. Plus: Ricky applies for his dream job at NASA!
Among the fucked items in the Mailbag this week: a request to make an ad for $2, a pissing device for the ladies, and a Mustard Tiger shirt! Also: Mike wraps his tongue around Twisted Sister hot sauce, and gets an awesome space gift straight from an old lady’s cupboard!
Things get off to a good start when Ricky finally pronounces a word correctly, something that he’s been fucking up since he first tried pronunciating it. Don’t worry, he fucks it all up, all over again.
In a discussion that is probably best understood while stoned, the Boys go down a spacey fuckin rabbit hole when they start talking about the Mandela Effect. Some people claim that we exist in a an alternate universe and there are certain parts of pop culture that we are not remembering accurately because some big fucking particle collider fucked up a bunch of space and time bullshit and spawned a new reality. Fire up some blades/hot knives (don’t burn yourself like Ricky), and try this quiz to see if you’re from the old universe or the knew one.
PLUS: Ricky says the Beatles are a lie, and he has proof. Brace yourself.