"Why does this stuff keep happening to me?" says Dirk Castigo (Joe Escalante), bass player for the fictional punk band "The Big Tippers" as he wanders through the desert dressed only in a bad pair of polka dot boxers. Kidnapped, drugged, and fleeing the police in a Green Acres style hell of his own making, someone or something seems to be forcing Dirk to face up to every minor misstep in his life. Was it those weird punk chicks down the hall? They sure acted like aliens. Or is it just lots of karma, all bad, catching up to him at once. Film is not rated but contains no nudity, very few adult situations, a couple dozen uses of the F-word, and zero martial arts.