Come on, Susan. Put on your hiking boots because we are about to TRAVEL out to the Pineapple Ranch to see what possible nonsense is happening at the Maha'a Tiki Bar today. Ten bucks says that Jules is already drunk!

Congratulations! You just tuned into the Truly Extraordinary, Absolutely Terrific, I Can't Even Sit Down No More Cause I'm So Excited My Pants Are Wet MINI-SODE!

Would somebody please nudge Jules. He fell asleep again at the editing board and the neighbors are complaining that they can hear his SNORING from across the street. We don't care that he's asleep but why is he editing in his underwear?

Eddie Vedder. Gwen Stefani. New Underwear. Nothing is safe this week. Welcome to the "Mini-Sode"!

From Pong to Fortnite. From Space Invaders to...uummmm....Fortnite. That's right. We're talking about VIDEO GAMES. Get your quarters ready and let's waste a night over at the Maha'a Arcade! Just to make sure, your Dad's gonna pick us up later and drive me home? Cool.

Check your breath. Make sure your braces are clean. Don't be all handsy. We're giving you our first kiss on this week's "mini-sode".
Hang on. It's gonna be awkward.

Hey there. Good to see ya. Yeah. I know you stopped by for something. Just can't think of why you're here at the moment. Jeez, you'd think this week's episode was about FORGETFULNESS. Wait.........no. That's not it. Hey. When did you get here?

This week's "mini-sode" may drive you so crazy that you'll might leave the Maha'a Tiki Lounge and find yourself in the comfort of a nice jail cell. Yeah. We have that effect on people.