He’s turbulent with temerity Grumpsters and whilst he may currently be restrained by macrame in Mrs Gray toilette he has removed the god’s eye from across his mouth and he has a few things to say. When, he screeches in his highest octave, did those who travel become the modern day martyrs to be decried from on high by the cursed keyboard warriors?

Mrs Gray is drawing a line in the sand and is embarking on her quest to traverse the 9 levels of hell to make a deposit with the almighty Beelzebub. Back off Shani-qua, you too Apple, Saint. Moses and anyone else with a ridiculous name because Helen is about to let loose.

Well Grumpsters we all knew it wouldn’t take long for Mr Gray to snatch back the olive branch and head off on his rant quest. Miss Melbourne has been failing in the heritage stakes and Matt is about to make her accountable for it.

The Grumpsters have hit the big time! What better way to explore this mad mad mad mad world in which we live than welcoming our north American correspondence, Dale Smith. From crazy Trumpsters to Harry and Megs the Canadians are weathering the COVID storm in their own unique Canadian way!

Randy McRant has safely returned to his own bunker having made his escape with Miss Trilly’s litter tray from Grumpy Gay Bunker 1, Gay Epicentre, C.O.V.I.D.19 however he has become a virus. He has now infected Matt’s computer and injected himself into this week’s episode. How far down can you dumb? He is vehemently vexed by viral vitriol! Take it away AGM.

Mrs Gray is feeling a bit nostalgic and decides to take Matt on holiday experience of a lifetime. Picture this, Italy 1998 when Mrs Gray was plucky little newly minted lesbian exploring the world with her erstwhile sibling, The Bonza on a train to Sorrento. Can anyone say ERRRBALIFE?

Mr Gray is off like a frog in a sock, as they say. This week he is belting down Beelzebub’s door and demanding that he workshops this before we run it up the flagpole to see if the wind catches our sails which results in a hole in one on the golf course of hell. Confused.com?

Mr and Mrs Gray are trying to keep up the pretense of being a happy couple and are back for another fun filled week of grumble bumming! Joe Buck may be a name Mr Gray knows from his ‘private time’ but this takes independent adult entertainment to a whole new sporting level. Touchdown!

He may be locked in Mr Grays bathroom using Miss Trilly’s kitty litter a little too often to make anyone comfortable but something is stuck in his craw. Get ready because Randy McRant is back and he has something to say about panic buying hoarders.

Hello…Grumpy Grays..is that you? OMG…it’s a real life caller! Hello Caller your with the Grumpy Gays how can we dash your dreams and destroy a little piece of your soul. Our caller, Brad is being challenged by the invasion of work space by his Latin lover and let’s just say, he’s not getting the sympathetic ear he was seeking.