Shit gets real. Really real. Can Brunker even handle how real? Or will he just palm the realness off onto Jack? Awwww chicken!
We go hella snooping, fail to cover our tracks even remotely, do our best to help keep the electricity company in business, and set elaborate bird-based traps.
Brunker & Jack start to relive their high school years as a hipster photography prodigy… so familiar territory all round. Also, David is in there somewhere in the corner.