This week's episode is sponsored by bleeps, blur censoring, and polka music. If we weren't on a terrorist watch-list before, we will be after this one... at least you know that is if the orangutan coated in Cheeto dust can manage to NOT SHUT DOWN THE *BLEEP*ing GOVERNMENT.
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
Anyway, this is what these two *bleep*holes talked about this week in Episode 3…

- Blow it in my face, you son of a bitch!

- I already know he has 2 assholes.

- Don’t put words in his penis.

- It’s not breaking in if you stole a key

- The cameras also know sign language

- Dick, pussy vs. pussy, pussy

- The more you say it, the less I believe it

- Why is Portia DeRossi with a troll like Ellen?

- Is he making a homemade prison pussy?

- Empowering myself through hostility

- The Asian reveal

- Yeah, but I don’t WANT to be a narcissist

- Is he fucking snoring?

- Deaf people have more rights than me

- Blueray mixtapes vs. vinyl

- I can’t be mean to you if you’re asleep

- I just thought men liked purses now

- I’m not your fake boyfriend!

- Humping Train; Whites only.

- Caucasian induced hysteria

- Suck this imaginary dick, Sheila

- Sudden death

- It’s not illegal to send pissed on panties to NJ

- I’m laughing because you’re crying

- But I don’t wanna see a man’s feet above his head

- Finger bang

- Baby mama bullshit