“Strange minds. Loud hearts. No apologies.”
The Horny Little Book Club: a cheeky, candlelit corner of literary lust where Tori, Eric, and Rob read between the lines and laugh out loud. Each episode they pick a provocative page-turner, unpack the steamy scenes, debate the messy characters, and marvel at passages that make them blush. Expect frank takes, unexpected cultural deep-dives, and plenty of playful banter—because these three are equal parts book nerds and mischief. Come for the recommendations, stay for the hot takes, and leave with a new title (or two) you’ll be slightly embarrassed to admit you loved.
Black Manifold Transmissions: is an improvised cosmic-metal radio drama disguised as a music review show. Hosted by Brake Savage and Ole Smog, two outlaw broadcasters drifting through the void in their rusted-out rig, BMT hijacks the airwaves to bring forbidden heavy records back to the people—records long outlawed by the authoritarian megacorp IommiCorp.
Every episode blends unhinged sci-fi storytelling, deep-cut metal talk, world-building, comedy, and lore as Brake & Smog dodge corporate death drones, decode transmissions from the Headbanger Matrix, and unravel why these albums keep being thrust upon them. One part underground radio rebellion, one part space-truck opera, one part metal-head fever dream.
If you like your riffs heavy, your comedy chaotic, and your podcasts sounding like a bootleg broadcast smuggled across galaxies, welcome aboard the rig.
Slumber Party Massacre Luncheon: is a horror-comedy hangout show where Rob and Hunter dive into movies, books, tropes, and all the weird little corners of genre fandom—mixing sharp takes with absolute chaos. It’s part sleepover, part true-believer horror nerd-out, part unhinged lunch break in the office breakroom.
Every episode blends laughs, deep-cut trivia, and the kind of “did we really just say that?” energy that only comes from two friends talking monsters, slashers, smutty paperbacks, holiday horrors, and whatever else crawls out of the blanket fort.
If you like your horror fun, filthy, nostalgic, and surprising—pull up a chair. The Luncheon is served.
That Don’t Work for Me, Brother: wrestling podcast for the fans who never grew out of it — and never wanted to. Big Sug and Big Love break down classic matches, terrible gimmicks, backstage lore, forgotten territory weirdness, and the stuff only true marks obsess over.
It’s part history lesson, part shoot interview, part beer-soaked argument at the merch table. Whether it’s Christmas gimmicks, botched angles, territory legends, or deep-cut YouTube matches, TDWFMB is the place where passion outweighs kayfabe and the boys call it exactly how they see it.
If you love wrestling for all its chaos, brilliance, bullshit, and heart…
Brother, this show will work for you.
Bullshittin’: Two best friends and other friends talkin’ nonsense, keepin’ it real, and killin’ time.
Bullshittin’ is Rob and Big Love at their most unfiltered — two lifelong buddies shootin’ the breeze about whatever crosses their minds. It’s the in-between show, the warm-up, the cool-down, the smoke break of the Rebel Without a Clue network.
No structure, no rules, no agenda. Just two friends riffing on life, wrestling, music, wild stories, dumb arguments, and the kind of inside jokes you only get from years of friendship and chaos.
It’s loose. It’s stupid. It’s honest. It’s Bullshittin’.
MIdnight Mass
Step inside the revival tent where the lights flicker, the film projector hums like a hungry altar beast, and two unholy hosts drag you kicking and screaming into the Church of SINema. Reverend Rott and Brother Herman Ennurdz preside over a chaotic sermon of grindhouse gospel, cult-classic communion, and righteous crowd-work that’ll make you question your faith in good taste.
Part movie screening, part séance, part stand-up meltdown, Midnight Mass transforms any venue into a backwoods tabernacle of trash cinema and Southern-fried horror lore. Expect prophecies. Expect confessions. Expect possession by the spirit of low-budget filmmaking.
If you’ve ever wanted church to be weirder, louder, and blood-splattered…
Welcome home, sinner. This is Midnight Mass.I
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