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Jay and AJ catch up on chaotic nights out, surprise run-ins with RuPaul’s Drag Race girls, and holiday plans that involve more chosen family than blood relatives. Jay recaps a soul-filling trip home, frat-boy mattress life, and a truly unhinged Lyft ride that turns into a full role reversal.

Things pivot into Housewives territory, with strong opinions on Salt Lake City, Meredith Marks, and the ongoing art of stirring the pot. The episode wraps with a deep dive into Heated Rivalry, unpacking masculinity, obsession, and why rivalry gives men permission to fixate on each other, all while admitting the show is horny as hell. Equal parts chaos, comfort, and cultural commentary.

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Jay and AJ open the episode with chaotic banter and AJ’s recap of a fully booked San Antonio weekend of DJs, Sundown Social, and low-key crushing on DJ Surge. Jay then spirals into the saga of the “gayla” disaster: the tux shop was closed, he panic-shopped across Marshall’s, Target, Zara, and Macy’s, paid full price against his will, but still showed up serving Calvin Klein at a formal work gala… where he accidentally volunteered himself to host next year’s event in front of 1,300 people.

AJ runs off to a Blue Santa event, and Jay brings in special guest Eric Lee (@soyericlee), Tejano pop singer and part-time thirst trap. Eric talks about juggling his nail salon day job and pop star nights, growing up performing with his dad’s band, being told to “tone down” his mannerisms, and now finally performing as his full, gay self. He explains the heartbreak behind “Pacífico,” touches on Selena as a deep but overused inspiration, and talks about using his body and social media strategically to sell his music while balancing that with a long-term marriage.

They wrap with stanning Whitney from Dancing With the Stars, celebrating Eric’s first solo concert at Let’s Be Honest in San Antonio on December 14, and Eric ending on gratitude, ass slaps, and a whole lot of “I don’t take any of this for granted.”

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In this Dose of Delusion episode, Jay and AJ unpack the consequences of AJ cheating on his hot barber and ending up with a crooked South Side lineup right before major events, while Jay is drowning in government taskers and bingeing every “Selling…” show like it’s his second job. Sean vs Austin on Selling OC triggers a very real rant about messy straight men who flirt, blur lines, then act like victims when their curiosity catches up with them, and AJ explains his “no blurred lines, just are we hooking up or not” policy. From there, they spiral into BravoCon gossip, Kim K’s questionable acting on All’s Fair, Jessica Simpson’s “is that just makeup?” moment, and close out with Thanksgiving plans, tux vs suit for Jay’s gala and French Embassy night, and AJ demanding full access to Jay’s calendar like a controlling but lovable cohost

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Jay and AJ catch up like two people who survived Halloween on vibes and Amazon Prime. Jay tells the story of him and Renae showing up to a DC house party dressed as “CDC employees laid off by RFK Jr.” with badges so legit people actually thought they worked for the government, then realizing there was a secret costume contest they obviously won. AJ runs through San Antonio’s marathon of queer Halloween events, warehouse parties, drag, and bar lines that were too long for his spirit. Then they veer straight into Bravo talk, dragging Sutton, defending Kyle (kind of), stanning Jennifer Tilly, and using “the morally corrupt Faye Resnick” as a lifestyle. They close out talking about levels of gossip, how everyone says “don’t tell” while telling everyone, and Jay deciding he actually likes being the morally corrupt one.

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Jay swears he didn’t want to go to Boston, and destiny punished him accordingly; with a sleepy drag show, a performer named Frisky Business, and a full-blown lecture for calling someone “darling.” Meanwhile, AJ was playing Acting Manager of the Year, juggling puppy fights, power outages, and employee chaos like a Bravo crossover episode. Between a $35 Hamilton miracle (third row, second-act nap included), DJ gossip, Potomac scandals, and Meredith Marks’ tragic DJ debut, the boys prove chaos is their love language. It’s safe spaces, bad manners, and gay blessings; all poured over wine and mild regret.

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Jay and AJ regroup after a missed week and unleash a full catch-up: AJ leans into day drinking, plays promoter at Sundown Social, and covers over local DJs, while Jay survives a cursed travel run from SLC to LaGuardia that includes surprise TSA at the gate, a touch-and-go landing, and a neighbor who kept farting until Google Translate saved the cabin. The boys revisit Crumbl’s hard-launch boyfriend news, give a bartender update that sparks a fresh lavender marriage debate, and swap Housewives takes as Bronwyn swings hard and Lisa’s edit looks rough. Life updates land too: Jay is moving across the river to Arlington and is officially a poodle granddad. They close with a Dear Daddy note on vintage thirst, online boundaries, and why not every keyboard needs to be a catcall.

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Jay and AJ catch up like two besties on a layover: AJ just survived COVID and discovered he is now a proud ga(y)mer, Jay is living his hotel upgrade fantasy in Salt Lake with bartender hookups, Park City sightings, and bartender drama that sparks a deep dive into lavender marriages, lavender husbands, and the weird economics of queer cover arrangements. They riff on reality TV recaps, hotel room nightmares, Grindr sleuthing at the office, and friendship ranking feels, all with gossip-level energy, awkward detective skills, and a lot of sass. Equal parts bar diary, pop culture gossip, and queer life tea.

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Season 3 kicks off with Jay plotting a move, flirting with hotel-life, and admitting Taco Bell is now just a sometimes treat.

We spiral into the Crumbl cookie circus, pink boxes, TikTok outing drama, and why internalized homophobia is the real stale cookie.

“Homiesexual” gets decoded, “demisexual” gets respect, and yes, Jay uses the term demi-glaze because he’s hungry and…correct.

An advice column tackles Declan the distressed bottom who can’t finish, verdict: less pressure, more patience, and a top who can multitask.

Plus travel chaos (Salt Lake, Park City hair blowouts, hard pass on the St. Louis arch), AJ’s step-challenge slut era, and enough gossip to frost a dozen.