In this sublime (or is it subliminal?) show, Frank is off diddling statues in Vegas, so Eric, Break, and Mug put together a canned show for your listening torture enjoyment and edification. Frank's absence is felt throughout. Things are truly not the same. There is more laughter. Less ranting about Kickstarter. More joy. Far less bad breath. More sex. Far less exhiling. (It's amazing this show got made at all!)
No worries, however. Next week, we can all speak Frankly again. Possibly even about Deadpool, if Break can be made to shift his tuchus and go see it. Be there, or DON'T!