In which the crew is clad in kerchiefs and caps, and makes such a clatter.
In which the crew reviews the year-in-review and logic collapses upon itself.
In which the crew should not have recorded at lunch time.
In which the crew prepares to gorge itself on turkey, stuffing, pies, and consumerism.
In which the gang snaps into a Slim Jim, and then just snaps.
In which the gang says goodbye and good riddance to the quickly waning review season.
In which the remaining crew smolders with envy at Ozzie's fortunate geography.
This year's fall lineup for Xbox is already pretty impressive, but it might just pale in comparison to next year's lineup.
In which the podcast would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for you meddling kids.
In which one crew member takes aggressive military action against a notoriously peaceful world icon.
In which unfortunate phrasing makes the podcast slightly more explicit than usual.
In which the gang rings in the relaunch with two visitors to talk about Halloween, games, and Halloween games.
In which the gang welcomes a Canadian into their midst, and pays the price for their foolishness.
In which the mysterious stranger returns to regale the gang with tales of a distant land where virtual is reality and reality is virtual.
In which the gang speculates about Minecraft's future, passes judgment on recently released games, and rambles about comic books and Fifty Shades of Grey.
In which the gang throws down in Destiny, contemplates the smartness of watches, and welcomes you to the jungle.
In which we pine for the holiday season, dream of Telltale games they'll never make, and recap PAX.
In which the gang treats important subjects with the reverence and subtlety of 1980s cartoon references.
In which the gang laments lost games and sneaks trading cards past TSA agents.
In which a strange visitor from another planet with powers beyond mortal men joins and imparts his wisdom.