Cut to a shot of the Manor façade, above which time reverses itself to the previous day. Over in Not!warts, Tomorrow's Fugly Rufus hearts into The Inky Chamber Of I Forgot What I Called It Last Week And I'll Be Damned If I Go Back And Look It Up Because CANCELLED! And Last! Episode! Ever! And Eight Minutes And Fifty-Four Seconds To FREEDOM with Tomorrow's Openly Deranged Chrissssty. Tomorrow's Fugly Rufus barely has time to blurt out an explanation for the benefit of Yesterday's Fugly Rufus and The Zombie Triad before The Manor Morons plus Maggot Neck flare in at the opposite end of the chamber. The Glamorous Ladies hurl vanquishing vials at The Zombie Triad, who howl and wail until they detonate into shards of ghostly demonic goo. "Noooooo!" Tomorrow's Fugly Rufus screams. "Yes!" Piper smirks, right before she unleashes The Mighty Hands Of Discontent upon his annoying ass. Yesterday's Fugly Rufus attempts to squiggle out of there, but The Mighty Hands connect with him as well, and the Rufi blaze their merry little ways down to The Waste Land.
Episode Report CardDemian: B- | 1470 USERS: B-
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