Water bongs make smoking dope a smooth experience - maybe too fucking smooth. Especially when you’re a kitty.
The Cats got themselves a real-deal rocket ship, which means it’s the perfect time for only one thing: GETTING DRUNK AND HIGH AND PLAYIN’ SPACE!
Turns out, honey oil is like catnip to kitty Sebastian Bach and he’s willing to pay some big coin to get his paws on it. Unfortunately, the cat shit hits the kitty fan when a caveman and a heavy-metal-dick show up.
Every kitty gets his day in court. Kitty Ricky invokes the People's Freedom of Choices and Voices Act to allow him to smoke and swear in court in order to defend himself against allegations of stealing gas!
The kitties are really fucking baked for this one. Guns are involved in an attempt to get 22 bottles of crab shampoo at the pharmacy, and pretty soon, the cops show up. But they’re more concerned with a disturbance at the laundromat!
Kitty Ricky goes on a rampage with hopes that he will go back to jail, but sometimes it can be pretty fucking hard to go back to jail.
It’s hard to outrun a police helicopter in a Bronco pulling an Airstream, especially when there are kitties on the road. A little bit of a gun fight, getting shot a little, a little bit of dope, no big deal, right?
It’s pretty hard for kitty Julian to get his life back on track and make plans for community college while someone’s sleeping in a car in his driveway, firing off guns at dogs and squirrels!
Sometimes life calls upon a kitty to be a hero, and that’s exactly what happened when Bubbles came across a crazy liquor and cheeseburger party that endangered the lives of three good cats.
The Trailer Park Cats are on the prowl for some food for Ricky’s wedding and plan to rob a grocery store. Nobody is standing in their way… until Ricky shows up.
He's the man they call Reveen. And he's pissed about it. Welcome to a new season of Trailer Park Cats.
Cyrus is back in Sunnyvale. Can Julian save the day?
Sparky's on drugs and Trinity's got a gun. Then things get really messed up.
According to Julian, life isn't just about getting drunk and eating chicken fingers. Get that toaster fired up.
Bubbles is excited to get his rig license and hit the road. There's just one problem - he can't see anything.
It's election day in Sunnyvale. Who's gonna be running the park by the end of the day - greasy Sam Losco or drunk bastard Jim Lahey?
Ricky's got a surprise for Julian - he's trailer park supervisor. But watch out, Lahey and Randy are out of jail.
There's a new cat in town, and he wants to know where his brother Jacob is. Things are about to get nasty - and covered in mustard.
Who's the dumbest cop now, Lahey? Officer George Green has had enough of wolves.
Lahey's lost his mind - is this the way the world ends? Time to say goodbye, Ricky.
Bubbles is in trouble - his shit-shack is falling to pieces, the shit hawks are circling... and worst of all, he's got a drunk trailer park supervisor on his case!
Stealing a chicken is basically peach and cake. Unless your name is Trevor Fuckgiraffe.
Fuck Cyrus, fuck no smokes - make my words, Ricky is gonna get his Grade Ten today!
In the red corner, Trailer Park Supervisor Ricky and the Green Bastard, Parts Unknown! In the blue corner, two Cheaty Cheaterton drunk bastards!
Lahey's on the liquor, Dancer's gone insane, and it's raining gnarly piss jugs. Just another day in Sunnyvale Trailer Park!
Calm down Bubbles, we're not going to jail! We're not burning the hecking dope! It's time to climb the shit rope...
I'm Steve Rogers, and this live broadcast is about to go to high-definition SHIT!
The Kittyland Love Centre is open! Featuring the Land of Mice, expert belly rubs, and a drunk trailer park supervisor rolling around with piss jugs. Wait, what?!
He's beautiful. He's a good boy. He's And he's baked outta his goddam mind!
Cyrus is back in the park and he's not fucking around. But look the fuck out dickweed, Randy's pants are coming OFF!
