Another supply drop arrives in Bootstuck, bringing what should have been a dream shipment of Suzuki motorcycles... until the residents discover the crate also included a very drunk David Suzuki himself. Suzuki attempts to warn everyone about climate change, but nobody is interested in hearing the end of the sentence. Unsure what to do with an unexpected environmentalist, the town quickly holds an impromptu vote on whether he should be allowed to stay—while simultaneously debating the proper way to store a scientist in a shipping crate.

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The chair shortage continues in Bootstuck as Caleb stays busy chopping wood for a community bonfire meant to welcome the heavenly arrival of "Von Scott." Along the way, the conversation wanders into zoology, where giraffes, salamanders, and several questionable species are discussed with complete confidence and very little science.

Things get even stranger when the topic turns to medication, revealing Bootstuck's unique approach to health and wellness involving Flintstones vitamins and questionable life choices. By the end, a new favorite word—"fascinating"—has been added to the community vocabulary, and another perfectly ordinary conversation descends into complete nonsense.

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Bootstuck prepares for a very special visitor when the residents become convinced that "Mr. Universe" himself—better known as Arnold Schwarzenegger—is coming to town. What starts as a discussion about closing doors and keeping Jonathan Frakes out quickly spirals into megaphone-based celebrity invitations, secret Californian knowledge, and a mysterious figure apparently falling from the sky.

As Arnie's arrival becomes increasingly certain, the townsfolk debate what wisdom to seek from their guest, quote action movies as life advice, and somehow conclude that Arnold has brought banana protein muffins to Bootstuck. Unfortunately, one of the muffins may also contain a bullet. By the end, the visit is declared a success, the diamond table gets expanded with a leaf, and the community gathers to celebrate another perfectly normal day in Bootstuck.

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A simple trip to pick up supplies turns into another classic Bootstuck adventure as directions become optional, shopping lists become negotiable, and nobody seems entirely sure where they're going. While attempting to gather essentials like butter and eggs, the conversation quickly drifts into gravy inventories, mysterious ingredients, and the discovery that someone may have accidentally mixed cement into the town's food supply.

As the shopping list grows stranger—with requests ranging from century eggs and durian to spaghetti-flavoured ice cream—concerns arise that Dave might transform dessert into another of his artistic projects. Meanwhile, a large machine with an impressive moving arm captures everyone's attention, proving once again that almost anything can derail a conversation in Bootstuck.

By the end, reminders have been forgotten, re-reminded, and forgotten again, Jimmy is apparently flying a bombing mission nearby, and the original grocery run is no closer to completion than when it started.

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What begins with a loud bang and fears of the apocalypse quickly turns into another perfectly normal day in Bootstuck: old ladies crashing into buildings, philosophical discussions about black holes, and a town-wide effort to secretly redistribute excess snow under cover of darkness. Between warnings about being stretched apart in space, debates over the ideal Christmas color palette, and deeply confusing traffic logic, the hosts attempt to make sense of a world where every street goes “both ways” and arrows are more of a suggestion than a rule. The episode finally derails into an impromptu musical performance about a one-way street that apparently isn’t one-way at all—complete with sesame seeds and increasingly desperate pleas for it to stop.

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A simple attempt to discuss “ideas that make sense” quickly collapses into a Bootstuck philosophy: if it doesn’t make money, why bother making sense at all? This sparks a wildly misguided dive into nonprofits (or “no profits”), leading to a charity built entirely around collecting scrap metal… somehow resulting in wheelchairs, though no one is quite sure how—or for whom. As logic continues to unravel, the conversation veers into government relations (limited to a mysterious “King of Canada”), homemade ocean hockey using frozen moose poop, and finally, a high-speed experiment in aviation involving a leaf blower, a broomstick, and a man named Caleb. By the end, Caleb has launched himself into the sky as a “quick witch” and vanished, prompting Bootstuck’s most casual search party yet—complete with drinks, clapping, and very low expectations of success.

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A strange noise sparks a deeply confusing (and possibly supernatural?) discussion about Philip—a long-missing Bootstuck resident who may or may not still be wandering around carrying random objects and smelling up the back-back-back woods. As the hosts try to piece together Philip’s timeline (pre-plane, pre-everyone, possibly pre-logic), they uncover a bigger mystery: Shed #14 has vanished… along with its highly questionable contents. Between shouting out windows, accidental public confessions, and a philosophical breakdown of “Depeche Mode” (or dessert toppings), the episode spirals into classic Bootstuck chaos—ending with unresolved questions about Philip, missing sheds, and who exactly is watering the chickens.

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A bizarre car commercial leads into a discussion about Bootstuck’s newest vehicle: a peanut-shaped car supposedly bought from Mr. Peanut and powered by decidedly non-almond fuel.

Elsewhere, credit cards are applied for via the “social media flyer” and mailed off as paper airplanes, while a new town fitness initiative is led by someone named Jim… or possibly the concept of a gym itself.

With an amusement park in the works and “sticky things” on the horizon, Bootstuck continues evolving in its own uniquely confusing way — always ready to welcome visitors, provided they can find it.

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