Welcome to the wonderfully demented world of The Mink Stoles. Formed like a phoenix from the flames from the rotting corpse of plastic babies, they formed through a mutual love of Zappa and tin foil hats.

Can the damage be fixed or is it too far? Are we fabrications of another race? Are we alone, is it a lie? Is time even real? Is it all predetermined? Shoeless, four vitamin D-deprived, lachanophobic Scotsmen wielding a megaphone aim to find out.

Join them on a journey of discovery about the planet, themselves, space, time, pollution and whether a delicious, high-speed ride in a forklift oven ends in the apocalypse.