Sometimes you need a little break. Like a weekend in Atlanta. Or 22/24 hours a day in an MMORPG. Or a 6-month-long backwards jaunt towards the roots of a game franchise. We finally managed to pry ourselves from the things we love though, and we recorded another show instead. It’s a worthwhile session too, complete with insinuated rape, killer nuns from the fifth dimension, and fake thugs eating Chick-fil-a out of Rolls Royces. We do not play on this show.