The guys walk home drunk from 2016’s house wearing last night’s party clothes and carrying their fancy shoes.  In a shitty year we watched some good movies, some great movies, and some shitty movies.  This is that story.

In a stupor from a long week of working/watching Star Wars, the guys phone it in and get easily distracted by minor plot elements.  Like werewolves and boobs.  I mean, they’re pretty distracting and omnipresent in this movie.  Can you imagine omnipresent werewolves?  Holy shit that’s terrifying. 

The boyz get on track with a classic movie that they’ve never seen.  Does the 1984 sports drama The Karate Kid hold up?  Is Rich distracted by the size of Elizabeth Shue’s head?  Is Mike distracted by his own sense of self satisfaction/laundry baskets?  Is EVERYONE distracted by Cobra Kai’s get ups?  That shit is TIIIIIIIGHT.

The guys shamefully turn in their most racist, sexist, and highly edited episode in months.  If this is the stuff they left in what the hell did they cut out?  Turns out there were some hot button issues in 1960s New York.  Turns out Robert De Niro made a movie about ‘em in 1993.  Crazy.