In which Piers suggest a sticky-fingered scheme where we steal our national identity, and Erik layers a little more self-deprecation into his personal identity.

In which Erik turns every little problem into a huge freaking deal, and Piers turns every little complaint into an huge freaking opportunity.

In which Piers infuses a peasant dish with the glimmer of stardust, and Erik infuses Piers with the pain of 1000 needlessly elaborate tortures.

In which Erik takes you on a trip to an island that doesn't exist, on a show he's never seen, and Piers takes you home to meet our non-existent parents.

In which Piers heads south in a search for the biggest examples of teamwork the USA has on hand, and Erik decides he likes his teams small and home-brewed.

In which Erik challenges Piers ability to tell the difference between qualities of expression, and Piers sets out to punch Erik as pard as he possibly can.

In which Piers brings some magic back from Morocco and into the podcast booth, and Erik brings some dental hygiene back from the dentist and into his mouth.

In which Piers sets out to turn the tables on Yelp's amateur food critics, and Erik opens a new chapter in the pair's big book of very public humiliations.

In which Piers puts Erik's much renowned knowledge of movie trivia to the test, and Erik pitches a podcast that no-one should ever have to live in.

In which Erik proposes an illegal show that we would never in a million years lower ourselves to, and Piers cracks the phone book open to "G" (for grandmother.)