The battery-operated magic toupee landed on the planet Switcheroo, A planet where no one was happy or satisfied with the way they were and identified with things they weren’t.

No-one knew where they were going as south transitioned north and north transitioned east. Rich people identified as the common man while the working man transitioned to be rich. Women switched to men, Men swapped to women, dogs were cats and cats were dogs, hamsters transitioned to elephants and confused pachyderms painfully transitioned to hamsters and politicians stopped lying.

After vegetarians became meat eaters, minimalists crowded their houses with more crap than they could want and pacifists went on violent streaks of beating the shit out of people.

The Battery-Operated Magic Toupee transitioned to something normal and the Battery-Operated Magic Toupee – the podcast transitioned to a tasteful classy entertainment for the family.

BOMT landed on the Dickofa Barnyard’s sister planet: Animatude – a world of animals with too much attitude… lets be blunt and not mince words: the animals are RIGHT assholes! TOO MUCH F-CKING ATTITUDE!

These are not the cute innocent creatures of Earth!

Cats covertly jump on you and say, “Admire me bitch! I want you to fucking worship me and tell me how great I look. I'm now going to arch my back, raise my tail, and show you my one eye and don't even pretend to be uncomfortable or disgusted while I do it. Just admire my arse!”

It's a planet where dogs deliberately crap everywhere they choose and command “Pick it up human slave” or they bury it in the sand and laugh their doggie tits off while you step in it.

Birds wait in the trees, scouting their targets, and saying “C’mon you bald headed fuck. When you step out of the house, I'm gonna fly over and give you a white crusty right in the middle of the shiny spot. And don’t even try covering up the target with a hat chrome-dome!”

It’s a planet of creatures which are even bigger assholes than the Battery Operated Magic Toupee.

The Battery Operated Magic Toupee remained on Planet Biff Glickman Is A Twat.

The whole purpose of this planet was to have the fact that Biff Glickman is a twat live in memoriam long after Biff Glickman and knowledge of his twattiness passed from memory.

Scientists have debated whether Biff Glickman was a twat or just a bit of a dick? Or if he was a twat, was Biff Glickman a colossal twat or just a little bit of a twat?

Originally, the planet was going to be named “Biff Glickman is a colossal douche” however people thought it could be confused with planet Timmy Greenblatt is a douchebag.

The reason douche may have been more appropriate is Biff Glickman enjoyed swirling vinegar in his mouth, climbing into a small dark area, and spitting the vinegar out, thus literally identifying as a giant douche.

It's been thousands of years since Biff Glickman existed and we can only speculate and celebrate the colossal twat that birthed an entire planet.

Could the Battery-Operated Magic Toupee FINALLY have found a home? No – The creators of BOMT are twats of such a magnitude that they don’t even fit in on Planet Biff Glickman Is A Twat.