'You dont know what this is....do you?'
In the land of 'Who cares', Mr Socially Impaired is preparing to land his 'crew' on an unscripted dock, when he meets a familiar (to anyone who can be has unfortunately stumbled upon the previous installments) foe, and its more well-known minion.
What ensues -after the worst sexual innuendo of all time- is the poorest attempt at hilarity since Dane Cook...
