"Hey Vern! This video contains some moments of hilarity and hijinks that you've gotta see to believe! We are talking a very-table entertainment extravaganzo, comprendo?" Man...this video is my entire childhood. I must have watched it tens of thousands of times. And ALWAYS from beginning to end (except for one segment, which I'll tell you about.) Anyway, the story here is the Ernest has...discovered his family album. (There aren't a lot of new and original ways to put that, I suppose.) And he shares it with his unseen but longsuffering buddy Vern. The most significant branches of the Worrell family tree are profiled for us, the viewer. First off is "Corporal Davey Worrell," who must fight off a horde of restless Natives using nothing but a wide variety of hats, accents, and quirky characters. Next is "Ace Worrell," as we sit in on the most intense Air Force briefing since "Dr. Strangelove." (The trouble of the day: a big monkey! And he's got a girl! And her parents don't like it!) Then there's "Great Uncle Lloyd," whose mailbox proudly proclaims him to be the "meanest man in the whole world." He's a miserable specimen of a man, so poor he can only afford pretend food, and cursed with a destructive 8 year old who looks like a 35 year old pro wrestler. Lloyd's working on him, psychologically. Following this theater of the absurd is the funny and funky "Billy Boogie Worrell," Ernest's cousin. Billy runs the "Scrambler" ride at the fairgrounds, has a knockoff Bee Gees disco anthem running constantly in the background, and alternates between singing and speaking his words in rhyme as his ride takes on several reluctant passengers. The next segment is one I'm not too fond of. It's "Rhetch Worrell," and takes place on a mighty Mississippi steamboat during a high stakes poker game. Rhetch is a sophisticated man of the world, but, like his ancestor Ernest, he's a little wet behind the ears, as he vies for the affection of a beautiful Southern belle. I usually skip this one because I'm not a poker playing man, and am usually not amused at watching people play the game. But finally, we've saved the strangest of a most strange journey for last. This time, we see a young Ernest and his Grandfather aka Pop. Pop's in his late 110s, shakes and darts his tongue in and out of his mouth like a serpent, and LOVES to tell stories. Trouble is, these stories have no beginning, middle, or end, and seem to be one colorful; non-sequiter after another smashed together at random with no rhyme or reason. Anyway, Ernie and Pop and their African savage friend Quiequieg go on a fishing trip, the results of which will change young Ernie's life forever. Watch this. There's a lot of laughs, it's a great way to kill time, and it's pure unadulterated Ernest minus the cinematic trappings that so often dragged his movies down. In my opinion, outside of his many commercials, this is the best piece of Ernest there is. Shame he's not around to make more, but he left us this treasure. KnowwhutImean?