Here we finally have it, the season finale of the highly irreverent, critically panned Weekend Review podcast. We got a bunch of folding chairs and invited our friends over to my smelly apartment for a “live” taping of one of the most frustrating shows on the internet. Will the dark prophecy of the show’s ruination be fulfilled? Only if Jake forgets to plug in the microphone for the first twenty minutes, both hosts are woefully under-prepared and the entire audience is belligerently drunk and stoned before taping even begins. What the fuck are we doing? It’s Weekend Review.