Switch that signal and gently caress that third rail, because VERSUS is back on the tracks and chugging into Grand Central Stupid. We can carry as many passengers as you can throw at us AND we've got a bar car. Every car is a bar car. There are no seats. Chaos reigns.
On this week's crazy train: the fellas go on a road trip of iMaGiNAtiON, explore both sides of the same coin, and BBQ a ball of mystery meat.