Dipshits in Space: Season 8

Holy fart, it just keeps going. It's like some never ending madness of comical dipshittity gone horribly awry. You know what would make this even crazier?...2 Gregs, a full crew body swap, an expected crew death, a final dream-machine spiral to end all dream machine spirals, a gay cruise, a literal witch-hunt involving eggs and a grown-woman who think she's a cat. If that's not enough, we got a show within a show, disguised as another show, a psychic granny that someone is going to fall in love with, and it's not who you think. More game shows, and someone is about to blow the lid off some Myths and nobody is going to need rescued next season or anything.