My stupidest series continues to devolve and me with it. Half this episode is spent trundling through trash in the wrong direction, before having to double back through the ruin and wreckage just to get to a private room where i can wack off and fall asleep. Err.. i mean... where Sam can wack off and fall asleep.
Good old Sam Porter Bridges, your friend and mine, is gonna wack off, take a shit, collect his shit, make some shit grenades to fight a giant shit whale, take a shower, take a pee in the shower, collect his pee for pee grenades, talk to his young lady friend with the old lady hands, and then get teleported to a beach to have a fist fight with a man in a Mortal Kombat mask.