*Ring ring* The Welcome To Hell Hotline has arrived… 07495997262 is the number you need! The infernal aunties eagerly await your voice note confessions!

Daniel has been working on his musical Unfortunate and Dane performed at the Irish Embassy for Pride and called the Irish Ambassador Daddy, naturally. After a discussion on pins and needles of the p*nis, the aunties receive a letter from a listener who’s been up to mischief on IMDB.

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Welcome to hoe! No, the name of the podcast hasn’t changed, rather Dane had an unfortunate Freudian slip this episode! Daniel has been getting ghosted in his dating life, so this week the infernal aunties discuss romance manifestations! Plus, terrible gym music and The Nostril Hut!

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In a monumental, and some may say harrowing, turn of events, Daniel's got his legs out. Shorts season has arrived in London - but can he pull them off? The jury is still out (and blinded by the pale glare). Meanwhile, Dane gives a very impassioned speech - which Daniel has turned into a club anthem for the ages. And finally, over in confession corner, the boys offer sage advice to a listener struggling with matters of the shart.

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It’s a busy day in Hell this week: Daniel’s been antagonising LUSH (again) with his latest internet antics, and is also potentially marrying a gangster, bruv. Meanwhile Dane’s pouring out a couple of glasses of ‘Malevolent Melons’ (a name he used to dance under) and wishing death upon the dolphins. It’s all go.

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Welcome back to another scorcher in hell with Daniel Foxx and Dot Cotton!

Yes, that’s right, Dane has lost her voice and is giving full gravel-throated diva this week.

As the infernal aunties sip iced oat lattes (with judgement, naturally), Dane recounts his glorious time in Kilkenny, including meeting and holding none other than Mrs Doyle from Father Ted, while Daniel contemplates the risqué idea of… wearing shorts.

Meanwhile, the Devilled Egg fanbase has gone full witchy: a rogue coven has formed to do tarot readings in their honour. A career highlight for the infernal aunties!

The sin bin is as pungent as ever, the aunties rail against (hot) people ignoring their thirst traps, and bogus hay fever “cures” that deserve eternal damnation.

Oh, and this week’s listener letter? It involves a nicotine-addicted puppy, and the first ever He’s A Ten But voice note. You’ve been warned.

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Step into hell, darlings, your landladies await…

The infernal aunties are back and as salacious as ever, sipping on this week’s cocktail special: Colonic Water (yes, really).

Daniel dives into a chat about allotments, while Dane lovingly hails his mother as the ultimate wing woman. And in a bold new initiative, the aunties decide it’s finally time to rate your husbands - so Devilled Eggs, send in your fellas (8/10s and above, please).

After a fiery rummage through the sin bin - Daniel’s had it with smelly city folk, and Dane’s declaring war on UNIQLO sizing - the maidens of mischief open a truly scandalous Tempt Thy Neighbour letter… from a hospice.

Oh, and prepare yourselves… DJ SOUL PULSE has entered the underworld!

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Things are heating up in hell this week, and not just because Daniel’s nipples are out courtesy of his daring VNT (Visible Nipple T).

As the infernal aunties sip on Beetle Juice cocktails, they serve up chatter on everything from that viral Anglerfish video to The Thursday Murder Club, plus tales from their latest sold-out show at the Bloomsbury Theatre.

But the real headline? Daniel survived a stay in a haunted Airbnb. Don’t panic - it was probably just a friendly gay German ghost.

Queer hauntings aside, hell’s landladies dig into this week’s sins: ripe and ready avocados and overshared secrets. Plus, for the first time ever…An exclusive audience sin bin confession via Vox pop!

Get. Ready. To. Spill. The. Tea

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Welcome back, sinners! It’s another delightfully wicked week in the depths of hell...

After unleashing some highly questionable impressions of Donald Trump, Margaret Thatcher, and the Grand High Witch, the infernal aunties catch up on Dane’s birthday celebrations and manifest a ring-light woman for their next live tour.

Speaking of the tour… Dane and Daniel revisit a particularly memorable heckle from the audience, one for the (un)holy archives.

Things then take a ghastly turn in the sin bins: Daniel takes aim at men who don’t appropriately wash their ars*s, while Dane mourns the UK’s violent assault on masala chai. The infernal aunties pass judgment on letters about a haircut from hell and an engagement ring catastrophe worthy of the underworld.

Prepare thyself,  deviled eggs, this one’s delicious.

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Careful now - mind those flames! We’re back with another wicked week in hell…

This episode, Dane and Daniel fling open the fiery gates for a new guest to join them for a cool glass of Nutbush City Limits and some devilish gossip. Who’s in the Devil’s little black book? Rosie Jones!

After unleashing her fury on TKMaxx and the epidemic of vocal fry, Rosie makes one thing clear, she’ll be heading back to earth to haunt homophobes. Icon.

And that’s not all! Rosie is put to the test with a sizzling round of Fork, Marry, Kill featuring: Gillian Anderson, Lara Croft, and Emmeline Pankhurst. Strap in for fire, brimstone, and brutal honesty.

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