Oz9

The 9-compoops are actually 9 in number now, with the addition of le Bichon Frise (pretty sure that's FREE-ZAY) and the Albatros!

This picture would never happen IRL because these two would never turn their backs on each other.

Are you? Are you TRULY Oz 9 AF?

Season one of the Oz 9 podcast on a shirt. The whole dang thing

Joe mops up dead people. I don't think I'd let him make me a sandwich if I were you.

Oh, and if all your friends wanted to jump off a cliff, I suppose you'd do that too?

If you spill your coffee, no worries! Your mug has the disclaimer built right in ...

'It's "penguin," not "pingwing," and even your posh British accent can't save you here.' It's possible our Narrator suffers from a little professional jealousy...

Declare your outerspace-simian affiliation with pride and maybe a coffee mug!

Heroic running! Without scissors! (because no one and I mean NO ONE better put a pair of scissors in this boy's hands)

Need a treat? Leet!

More Leet for more happy.

all the merch you could want with this guy on it!

When cordon bleu dreams become burger-flippin' realities, you've got to stay professional. Which he ... mostly does.

He'd rather be narrating a nature special about rare equatorial polar bears or something, but he's making the best of it. When he's not sulking in his trailer....

Is there room on your chest for his? He is awfully well developed, as he'll happily tell you himself.

You know the saying, "I wouldn't want to belong to any club that would have me"? Well, we'll have you! Join the proud ranks of the Oz 9 space monkeys, and you'll always have someone to eat lunch with.

Wear your "I have poor leisure-time judgement" proudly and declare yourself to be the space monkey you are.

He may not be too bright, but he lines up nicely.

Same day, same nonsense, says are oft-irritated Narrator. And yet, true professional, he shows up, hand over one ear, to appraise our listeners of the dumb stuff going on aboard the Oz 9.

Our frequently grumbly Narrator doesn't have a ton of patience for the idiot crew of the Oz 9, but we love him anyway. For now.....

Why does Joe always have his mop with him? Sandwiches.

Feeling a little rumbly and lightheaded? Seeing six of things and wishing for the sweet release of unconsciousness? Well, we WARNED you....

The perfect shirt to wear on those days when it just *is* your fault.

Spoiler alert: it often is.

Sweet and shirtless, our IT guy and password guesser extraordinaire would love to hang out with you. Literally, like he'd be hanging out WITH you.

Need heroing? Never fear, Leet is on the way, as soon as he finds a shirt and figures out how to open the electric doors.

Seriously, pretty sure standing in a straight line is the limit of this team's capabilities.

You can't have a t-shirt without your two favorite assassins. Correction: you really shouldn't have a t-shirt without your two favorite assassins.

Being awake and alert really isn't our jam, but if it's yours, here's a coffee mug to start your day. Better than some bored guy saying "alarm... alarm...."

In the ongoing tradition of our fans' designs being better than ours, here's another.

The designer's favorite, so you know it's good.

Leet's on his way back to the healer pod. Again. Repair bots are vicious little sods, aren't they?

There's probably a zombie in the corridor.

Can't you just hear Olivia saying this?

Olivia swears it's not her fault, but we're all starting to suspect that may be a lie of sorts.