Patrick fires up Zoom and hunts around for a comedy show to watch online with the Twitch audience. We find some over-the-hill improv troupe in the middle of Kansas, or Missouri, or somewhere like that. Not only is it some of the worst improv ever, but they're making it musical. We watch as Steve Curran invades their meeting, and then Patrick fires off an opportune Kevin Meaney I Don't Care attack. It's bad, but not as bad as it would have been if we we're involved.