Here's An Idea!

A power struggle erupts between the boys as Joel says "Knife to see you," and the rest of the boys say, "No more, Mr. Knife Guy!" Don your mid-to-late 90's trench coats, study your blade and think foxily as you prepare to make that Johnny Depp money, BABY!

The boys make a soulless cash grab in an attempt to GET. DEM. SPONSORS! I’m talking mattresses, audiobooks, boxes of food that you have to cook before the next one shows up, and I’m DEFINITELY talking mattresses (again)! The boys also discuss how they would kiss each other, which horror tropes give them the spoops, and how to woo a lady with tricks. Settle in and chomp down on a big, hot, hard spaghet!

The boys witness their first miracle as Kris returns from the Kingdom of Heaven to toil on this Earthly plain and experience more Earthly pain. They also get to the bottom of why suicide isn’t used by more criminals to gain ghost powers a la 1995’s Casper. As you listen, ask yourself, “How would YOU cook and eat Chad Kroeger?”

The Boys argue about who would survive the longest in the wilderness, while Mr Explosm modifies his boy-shocking electrodes to give Rob special feelings in his bathing suit area. Listen carefully for this week’s secret phrases “A recursive dogshit food-loop,” and “I’m up to my ankles in your cum,” for a chance to win a special prize.

The Boys are feeling at least 33% surly (and rising) as Mr. Explosm finds a shocking new way to punish them. Rob, Dave and Joel reminisce over a missing Kris, and eulogize their fallen friend in a retelling of their shared origin story at San Diego Comic-Con. Wouldn’t THAT be weird? Turns out, yes. It would.

It’s an Explosm Boy Sleepover, and you’re invited… TO SAVE THEM FROM CERTAIN DEATH! Or at least from Mr. Explosm getting too chummy, and thinking he’s one of the gang. Hover precariously over your bidet, and assault your father with laddish hijinks as we salute those who fought gallantly in The Butthole Wars!

Mr. Explosm sends the boys on a vacation, then insinuates himself into their bro-down. An attempt to turn the tables on Mr. Explosm goes EXTREMELY WELL, and we learn the timeless art of Belgian Grass-Fed Fish Fucking. Join the boys at an undisclosed location for cheeky Nando’s, and (most importantly) FRIENDSHIP!

The boys offer Mr. Explosm their first fantasy epic. It has friendship, it has sacrifice, is has A-List celebrities like Ben Affleck, and Liam Neeson, it’s timeless, AND it’s vaguely familiar but, legally distinct from certain Hobbit-based film franchises. Unclench your cheeks, unsheath your sword, and embrace your destiny!

Mr. Explosm, despite already owning a popular comedy enterprise, finally discovers a love for comedy. Unfortunately this doesn’t supplant his love of torture. The boys have to grill up a tasty McScript before they get beaten in their bean baskets. The time for Real Talk™ is over. The time for McTalk™ is now!

Mr. Explosm takes the day off, but Death certainly doesn’t take a holiday. The danger is real, as the boys discover which ninja weapons are suitable for British eyes only. Rob, Dave, Kris, and Joel let their minds go into the gutter, and their bodies flow into the sewer in this week’s sordid tale of invertebrate violence.

Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson declined to appear on this podcast, so we did the next best thing, and worked him into this week’s script. If bustin’ makes you feel good, this episode will likely make you feel bad, or at least confused. Who will be the ghost with the most, when Rob, Kris, Dave and Joel try to please Mr. Explosm with a spooky-ooky s-s-s-s-SCRIPT?!

The pipes at Explosm are backed up, but the pipes in Rob are the opposite. While he sits one out, Kris, Dave and Joel shit one out… a script that is. There’s a monster at the end of this podcast. Actually, there are two. AND there’s Mr. Explosm. That’s at least three monsters for the price of free! Please enjoy our shittiest episode, if you dare.

The Explosm Boys are tested like never before, as friendships and loyalties are called into question. Alliances are formed, and pacts are made that threaten to render asunder the very foundation of Explosm. It all comes to a head at a Wyoming truck stop, as things often do.

Rob, Dave, Kris and Joel are UNDER PRESSURE (but not too much), as Mr. Explosm seems to have fallen prey to the lure of the Devil’s Weed on this four-est of four twenties. The boys wonder if Sir Adolf was a happy Hitler on his birthday, and how the voice of Mario got his start.

Dave, Kris and Joel are sans Rob and sans enough time to satisfy Mr. Explosm’s need for a funny script that doesn’t offend the dark overlords at Olive Garden. Boys become men, and men become old men lurking in the shadows of sex shops, doling out advice to boys.

Kris, Dave and Joel are aghast as Rob dares to bear his bare knees, and Real Talk is required to get to the bottom of the middle of his man-legs. Oxygen is scarce due to a suspicious fire, but the boys know where to find a little extra.

Rob, Kris and Joel try to pick up the pieces of their lives after the events of the previous episode. Dave is MIA, as Mr. Explosm raises the stakes on this week's writing deadline. The feather's fly as the boys scramble to meet his demands!

Kris, Rob, Dave, and Joel sit down for a relaxing writing session but things go completely to hell thanks to an unexpected guest.