Reprime your carbochains and torquefy your injectakes, listeners; after extensive DMT spelunking we've come back in touch with the primal kernel of our id - sleek hot metal and strong throbbing speed. Consequently, this installment is all about blasting that like button for sweaty, loveless relish of unabashed carotica. There's also a plot in there about the big Rio Jesus being a secret ICBM or something, and I think Dominic ruins a bathroom.