In which a couple takes delivery of the future, scouting takes an economic turn, and Satancore faces competition… and a bunch of other stuff. 

In which Death leaves a message, Artificial Intelligence is incorporated, and the Devil is into the details... and a bunch of other stuff. 

In which this Flat Earth is Collectively Explorationed, the Election goes ahead, and we get a walking Buddy.

In which Lucy gets spooked, an Exploration Collective looks at this Flat Earth’s other side, and our Buddy makes an exit.

In which Satan declares, Democrats turn in a huff, and the pundits have their say.

In which punditry pundits, Satan gets a fan base, and Buddy tells his origin story... and a bunch of other stuff.

In which we make a brief confession, tell a shameful secret, and make a crazy promise... and a very little amount of other stuff.

In which miracles visit tree men, a kaiju horns in, and the Family is disgraced... and a bunch of other stuff.

In which the issues are debated, the pon is farred, and the stage is eventually hosed off for next episode’s election… and a bunch of other stuff.

In which to err is human-ish as the VP is selected, the winner is projected, and the leader is elected… and a bunch of other (sui generis and / or stochastic) stuff.

In which the cupboards are emptied, the barrel bottoms are scraped, and the dregs are dredged… and a bunch of other (delicious / satisfying) stuff.

In which many bells are jingled, old friends are mingled, and Satan is Kris Kringled... and a bunch of other stuff.

In which we make a pastiche of morsels from the last season to remind you of the mirth and mayhem, mercilessly tantalizing your ears for next season (which is coming soon).

In which we upload another puzzling collection of tiny fragments from the previous season that are scientifically formulated to stimulate the more sensitive parts of your brain governing taste, mirth, and subscriptions… and to remind you Season Two is coming very, very soon.