The show started off in the ancient town of Segesta, Italy where the Hippies emerged from the Pit Stop first. Their clue told them to drive to the city of Catania, and thus, this week's Phonics Butchery Olympics began. The Hippies called the town "Catalina" (wrong) and then after a little bit of stuttering, Tyler simply said, "Let's drive to that town that we can't pronounce." Man, if these Harvard-educated hippies couldn't tackle "Catania," I couldn't even imagine how the other teams would mangle it. I already had visions of Monica saying "Catolona? Catooono? Coconut? Paller-mo?"

Anyway, as the Hippies trotted off, we then caught up with them in an interview as they talked about their friendly rivals, Jeremy and Eric. "They're definitely dumb," BJ said. Yeah, that's like me announcing that Martin Luther King Jr. is black. Nevertheless, BJ continued: "But people who are very dumb wind up having the best luck a lot of time. But eventually, dumb luck runs out." And when dumb luck runs out, that's when the fun begins:

We then returned to the Hippies, who had taken a brief pause from the race to scratch a dog's belly. A stray dog's belly, mind you. Uh, who were they calling dumb before? Hope they enjoy the rabies! Cut to BJ foaming at the mouth, trying to bite Phil. Creepy.

Next out of the gate was the ever lovable, ever thick-headed Team Jeric. "As a valet and a waiter, we haven't traveled the world as much as the Hippies," Eric said. He then added, "Come to think of it, as a valet and a waiter, we haven't really done much of anything at all. Wow... Hey, look! A cotton ball!"

Okay, okay. He didn't say that last part, but that didn't prevent me from hearing the quiet calliope music playing in Jeremy's head. The two mimbos then ran off in chase of those infernal Hippies and their "pixie dust" (as Jeremy called it), and then next, we found Joseph and Monica, Team Jomo! Oh, I mean, Mojo. Sure enough, they butchered "Catania" by calling it "Catina," but personally, I was more bothered by the fact that in their interview, the two were literally sitting on top of each other. Seriously, there are two seats. SPREAD OUT!

They HATE multiple chairs.

Anyway, as Mojo trekked to the mysterious town of "Catina," they stopped some random dude on the street and asked for directions. Moments later, Joseph noted how crazy it was in these countries how you could stop someone at 5 AM, and they don't expect to be murdered. Listen, Joseph, you're in Sicily. They do murder differently there: