Ken and Frank talk about the dangers of travelling (to the airport).  Frank takes his family on a harrowing journey toward the equator, Ken is a Christmas slacker, and the magic finally dims for another generation.

Ken’s lunchtime frustration is a source of irritation for Frank, who fears blending wastes and considers a monthly membership to be a life sentence.  Together they discuss Asian fusion, whine about noisy women, complain about a free gift, and transition from car dealers to gaping vaginas.