Bernie is dead. Long live, Bernie. Bernie has risen. He's the bread of vacations. Even when he's gone, he's never too far away. Floating on your beach; ruining your first kiss. I just remembered that some girl somehow has sex with his corpse... This week, the gang takes a floating dip into the waters of WEEKEND AT BERNIES. This one is Tiffa's pick, so... Make sure you blame her for this.