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After eating God (who had turned Himself into a pork chop), a pair of Manhattan slackers become embroiled in moustache fighting, recreational super-villainy, and inter-dimensional travel. A cybernetic goldfish, a Satan-worshiping (or is it Stan-worshiping?) immortal chicken, depraved aliens, and a host of other characters ? be they real, imaginary, or Scott Baio ? are along for the profane, blood-soaked ride. Completely insane, quite hilarious, but absolutely not for kids.