Four aging, life-long friends and adversaries fend off the ordinary through the poetry of the profane. From potty humor to funeral home funnies, the Bastards don't just slaughter the sacred cow, they have sex with it first. It takes a real Bastard to laugh at another's suffering. But to laugh at the suffering of your closest friends, it takes something more. A Master Bastard.
The Bastards are back and boy are they chubby. Hamtackle finds Bruce Vilanch disgusting and I think that is his way of covering up the fact that he really reeeally wants to fuck him. There is also buckets of limericks and some good old Para-Files. Classtard!
