Strap on the crash helmet, knee pads and adult nappy, as our two adrenaline junkies get more anecdotal than usual and delve into the palpitating prospect of extreme sports. Wrap yourself in tinfoil and climb onto the roof in a thunderstorm to listen on as a full variety of edgy pursuits are debated, while new classifications for extreme sports such as train baiting and drug dealing are pleaded for as Mike 'completes the circle'.
Dropping their kecks, necking brake fluid and firing up the Bunsen burner, our two maladjusted miscreants play with dangerous and sordid implements purely to convey a profound artistic statement to the esoteric masses. Will you get it?
F is for Fat, I is for Idle and T is for....never you mind. Our two out-of-shape oafs illicit suggestions on treating their body as a temple rather than a slagheap from special guest and bodybuilding enthusiast; Greig Ross. Besides the sensible advice, rest assured there will be plenty of...