One camera. One night. One douchey L.A. club, Two public restrooms. Coming Fall 2012.

With the recession looming large, Kevin struggles to create a truly beneficial religion with no ill side effects, out of whole cloth, in order to make some extra cash.

Time’s running out for Abby and Jake. Making the decision to have a baby is tougher than they ever imagined. And they can imagine quite a bit.

Upwardly mobile, hairy and married, bloodthirsty suburbanites from beyond the grave!

Jingle-writer Mason’s struggle back to financial stability would be easier if his friends would just leave him alone… and if he was willing to leave his apartment.