In which Erik lays out some of the lovely Fran's favourite things for all those fabulous fans of Fran out there, and Piers puts together the first album club ever.

In which Erik sits down for a special breakfast with a group of learned wise-types, and Piers proposes a very exclusive sort of arrangement for a very specific group of people.

In which Piers doubles down on data entry for all those data injection engineers out there, and Erik shares some of his finest, most super-secret, highest-grade blood magic spells of all time.

In which Piers has some novel ideas about how sports work, and Erik has some criticisms of those ideas.

In which Erik shares some inside jokes from his little brother, and Piers forms a symbiotic relationship with some helpful animals.

In which Erik tells a bunch of dumb jokes, and Piers gives some gentle feedback on said jokes.

In which Piers and Erik fully realize the imaginary world of a mattress warehouse/factory and it's colorful inhabitants.

In which Piers regales us with a tale of a poorly remembered tale of a stupid drinking game, and Erik helps people spend the precious few hours they have on this earth.

In which Erik returns to the show but is less than honest about his absence, and Piers dissapears into the mind of his best friend.

In which Piers is even more worried about his absentee cohost than he was yesterday, continues to dig into Erik's private journals (as a coping mechanism), and blasts tunes 'round the world to bring his friend home.