With the IMDb limitation of one thousand words it's hard to canonically list all the ways this show is a decent into contempt for the viewer and cynicism about what could possibly pass for "broadcast quality," but I'll try.
The "hosts," Nick DiPaulo and Patrice O'Neal were always at best third-rate talents even when their biggest challenge was to put together a 5-minute stand-up chunk. Stretch them to 30 minutes and you realize that they are the two guys who work in your office mailroom who think they're funny, the ones who you try to avoid at lunch hour.
Comedy Central adds the cynical part. Obviously the rational goes like this: "Look, we have a library of standup footage that we burned out in the early nineties, lets animate it and give the series a 'street-wise' and 'dope' name so it attracts the younger kids who weren't around when we were replaying Janeane Garofalo's 'Cake' bit every two hours for six months."
But I do have pity on the animator - he's a decent Flash guy, just not a funny person. So he could only find two angles: Either literally illustrate the stand-up routines and hope that's funny, or find a way to bring in poop or genitalia, which I'm sure the Comedy Central Employee Manual says is always funny.
Schindler's List was funnier than this show. Take it off the air now.