“Here's to another lousy millennium”
- Phillip J. Fry
In which the good ol' boys decide that THIS is the year, as they start 2015 off with a bum knee, a dungeon full of VHS tapes, and the perfect peanut butter-to-jelly ratio. Resolve to do better next time, as James gets academic apathy, Matt looks for love in all the wrong apps, and the two get to the bottom of another Midnight Detective Johnson mystery.
I HAVE A RIGHT TO WALK THROUGH HUMAN EXCRIMENT. DON'T TREAD ON ME.
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