SWEEEEEEEEEEET!!! Doc smuggles a sack of Belgian booze chocolates past customs and we noisily eliminate the evidence. Artie bemoans his poor health and worse luck dealing with equipment issues, rendered worse for wear from substituting sleep with a jug of Negronis. A single confection is compared to both a butt plug and a small mouse. Oh, and out hosts share childhood syphilis stories. Throw in Artie's unsolicited Morrissey impression, and this one's a pip, folks.