Quads to Busan: The Search for Hitler

We woke up in the morning to discover we were in a hotel that had a sex toy vending machine.

But who needs sex toys when you have Jay?

Or a koi fish trying to swallow your arm?

We got on our quads and prepared to roll out, but wait! We're missing somebody.

"It looked like Normandy in there!"
-Paul

One survivor.

Jongjae hadn't slept the whole night. Apparently there had been a lot more bottles before they started cleaning.

None of us could touch his drinking binge.

Jay had his computer there. Why the hell didn't you whip that thing out on the train back?

Amber rode around on a bike.

Sharon doesn't look fully operational yet.

Some of us are not truly awake until we have our makeup on in the morning.

Paul was ready to go.

I wandered through this maze of things the previous night and had fallen down somewhere.

Verv and Mark made a new friend. Presumably the dog won't look too fondly on them now after those eggs Verv fed come out.

"It's not even twelve yet."

An eager Verv is READY for the perils of Busan. Or is he?

But first, everybody take pictures of the black girl.

Jongjae's not gonna be happy about this one.

We decided to make a gospel rock album cover.

Dogs like that are always named Muffy.

If you look closely, it's now about 1300 hours, and Mark is smashed.

Paul has a new nickname for Verv which I won't repeat here.