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🎙️ Season 2, Episode 37 — Pounded by Produce 🎙️

🎙️ Season 2, Episode 37 — Pounded by Produce 🎙️

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This week’s episode kicks off with big shop news, bigger plans, and a Gay News segment that absolutely refuses to end. Jeff, Joe, and Coral are live again, celebrating Revenge Of’s upcoming four-year anniversary, unpacking a year-long punch-card scheme that somehow ends with a free pinball machine, and immediately spiraling into pop culture chaos.


This Week’s Insanity:

  • Four Years of Revenge Of: Limited anniversary merch, double-points days, punch cards, giveaways, and a year-long plan that somehow makes perfect sense when Jeff explains it (eventually).

  • The Longest Gay News Ever: Nicki Minaj discourse, Don Lemon, Sophie Turner as Lara Croft, polygonal boobs, and whether “comic accurate” has gone too far.

  • What We’re Watching: The Pitt renewal excitement, eating dinner during body-horror mistakes, Game of Thrones diarrhea discourse, and Netflix admitting they assume you’re on your phone.

  • Movies & Media: The Rip gets a strong recommendation, Angel Studios gets fully dragged, and the idea of reviewing evangelical cinema is floated… reluctantly.

  • Bookstore Chaos: Extremely gay smut books arrive at the shop, including titles that raise serious questions about produce, priests, and personal boundaries.

  • Coral’s Corner: Scotland planning begins — kilts, fairy pools, drowning fantasies, haggis fear, and the emotional labor of building an itinerary with lesbians and AI.

Somehow informative, deeply unserious, and wildly overextended, this episode proves once again that Gay News is no longer a segment — it’s a condition.


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Only at Revenge Of — where the strawberries are expensive, the rules are strict, and everything is still somehow gay.

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