Wherein the guys rise to new highs as they canonize the word "hurdlize."
Wherein Chris has a groin problem and Frank derps an off-by-one-error joke.
Wherein Frank backs metroidvania games and Chris hates Candyland.
Wherein Chris won't let Frank finish a thought and both guys care more about anonymous strangers than their current team.
Wherein the guys clumsily talk past each other like two drunken ships in the night.
Wherein Chris yells at nose pickers while Frank drives a jalopy.
Wherein Chris gets a stomach bug 2 years before Frank becomes a NASCAR champion. Coincidence?
Wherein Chris likes hunting wabbits but can't actually prove Frank isn't a boulderologist.
Wherein Chris enables Franks' soundboard habit shortly after the two discuss boulderology.
Wherein Frank hates all the humanity, and Chris panders to the audience.
Wherein Frank retcons a bunch of BS while Chris admits he loves "adding value" as a manager.
Wherein Chris puts his feet up while Frank suffers chronic sweaty palm disease.
Wherein Frank has some serious words about certain words.
Wherein the guys are flush with Maseratis, bruh... got that mad advertising paper y'all.
Wherein salesfolk annoy Frank to no end, and Chris sounds like Elmer Fudd.
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