In which our heroes broadcast from a talking house, get their Trek on, briefly interrupt the proceedings to do some work, suss out why they never abused the casting couch, debate an indecent proposal, brag about oral proficiencies gone to waste, marvel over the frigid, define love, and hail the first cro-magnon sexual astronaut.

In which our heroes get out of the office, debate purchasing a helper monkey, live free and "Die Hard", get cut off in one-mile-an-hour traffic, investigate three generations of road rage, delve into the casual racism of old-timers, go "prison" with ice hooks and baseball bats, reveal mob ties, identify functioning alcoholics, reveal their hill-people secret origins, drink in the parking lot, learn the difference between "blue collar" and "white trash", and get an iPhone.

In which our heroes accept the fact that they listen to "the oldies", reminisce about a non-dry "Strike Back" set, figure out how they got west, toy with the notion of buying their childhood home, prematurely bury Ed McMahon, pull a multi-person Matt Hooper, and wrap up with a lot of scat-chat.

In which our heroes rock some poker in the back (and liquor up front), opt to talk about the previous SModcast in lieu of new topics, enter "Jaws" as a length of measurement, enjoy an impromptu visit from a cinematic stoner and discuss his spicey endorsement prospects, try to wheel and deal for a starring role as a gay hustler, and enjoy looking at underwear.

In which things go back to normal and our heroes discuss the passing of a bear-like legend, ruminate on the emotional and physical perils of pet ownership, confess to being cat people, fret over Weiners hunting weiners, become the Jolie of dog adoption, and incur the wrath of all right-thinking and decent people by spending nearly an hour trying to figure out whether Helen Keller was truly impaired or just party to an elaborate ruse.

In which our heroes cross the border with a guest from the True North, analyze the "Loose Change" of UFOs, posit that even unidentified species worship the Devils, lament the loss of Bigfoot, question Nessie's diet, theorize how the Republicans can take the White House for the next one hundred terms, and reveal Canada's greatest shame.

In which a hero falls... and gets temporarily replaced by a guest host, one man's trash becomes another man's trash at the local flea market, life behind a comic book store counter is brought to life with tales of a questionable customer base, and the war against the aggressors from the stars gains a production assistant.

In which our heroes tread the boards and let loose their inner-gay via a prolonged discussion about their Broadway experiences, hold their "Damned" nut, show a lack of respect for tenth grade Thornton Wilder, try to put Snoopy in the pound, get "Grease"-y, dramatize comic books, prevent Mewes from shanking a non-comics fan with a somewhat legal stiletto, fret where the Fourth Reich will emanate from, sort out Kevindia's geopolitical impact on the continent of Mosieria, and overuse the term "moxie".

In which our heroes talk interstellar joyrides, hotel-stays of yore, the perils of travel abroad, plus-sized swimwear, the best "Jaws" documentary ever made, day trips to death camps, and being brat-deep in a jungfrau.

In which our heroes chat coiffure, get into some weight-y issues, hatch a seminal diet, order a dollar's worth of fish, fear the sea, pinpoint the indignity of shark attacks, and fear bears, dinosaurs, and the duplicity of the fowl.