In this episode, Libby and Franson fail to bury the lede by any stretch of the imagination and get right to the movie review right away...they tackle the Back To The Future Trilogy (spoiler alert: they like it.) Talk turns quickly to Franson's fear of poorly made fake boobs, a ringing endorsement for Uncle Rickety's FizzyPop, and altogether too much talk about sharks, from their fist-shaking hatred of Shark Week to a frank discussion about sharks with arms, as well as a new spin on the term "jump the shark." Also, lightning strikes twice as Franson reveals why you should never invite him to your home. But all this is just a precursor to the MAIN EVENT, as Libby spins a tale of quite possibly the wackiest environmentalist that has ever lived...R.I.P. James Lee, I hope there are froggies in heaven. A convo about Libby quickly and silently "taking care of business" wraps up this epic of epic epicness. Failurama!