Without Nestor Paiva, no big loss. Crow claims he's a space child because he has replaced his normal inanimate eyes with glowing balls. Pearl Forrestor forces her simian charges to honor her with lame floats and lifeless parades. Professor Bobo, uncomfortable doing any of it, ends up kneeling before her begging to be killed. The S.O.L. has been ordered to make baked goods for the event.
Servo goes over board, making way too many funny sounding, ethnic folded pastries.
The 'Bots have to talk Mike down. Servo tries his hand at a Gordon Lightfootian sea epic, but can't get his guitar in tune. Sounds like a thin premise until you actually see the sketch. Robert Smith is a gorgeous man, better than myself in nearly every way, I think. Chiseled from Florentine marble, smart as whip, rich as Croesus, strong as bear, the ladies love him.