Brad gets real right out the gate—no filters, no fluff.

This week hits different.

It’s about those seasons where life feels like a losing streak…

when you’re grinding, showing up, doing the right thing—and still catching L after L.

From a vulnerable moment with his son to a powerful look at Abraham Lincoln’s toughest season, Brad reminds us:

Just because it feels like you’re losing… doesn’t mean God isn’t building.

This episode is for:

• The one tired of trying
• The one questioning if it’s working
• The one who just needs one win

But instead of chasing quick victories, Brad flips the script:

What if the real win is that you didn’t quit?

With truth from Galatians 6:9 and straight-up real talk, this episode challenges you to stay in it, stay faithful, and trust that what feels like a setback… might actually be setup season.

Bottom line:

You’re not losing—you’re being built.

Welcome back to the continued conversation from last week as we ask hard questions and learn to lead with love. With host Nina and guest host, Melissa. These two once hosted a show together titled “Pastors & Prostitutes”. Years later the conversation continues, and it’s more candid than ever.

On this episode of Movie Torture, Brad and Jacob kick things off by roasting MTD for buying a Honda Civic like he just joined the underground street racing scene at age 87. From there, the show immediately derails into couch trauma, Fear Factor takes, and whether Jacob’s dark lighting setup makes him look more like a Dateline informant or a full-blown rat.

Then the boys finally get to Primate, a movie they were way too excited for, only to discover it’s basically a rich family drama interrupted by a chimp in a Party City suit going absolutely feral. Along the way, Brad gives a one-minute synopsis that somehow includes rabies, deaf dads, Deadpool guys getting face-ripped, and the phrase “dead monkey, bad monkey,” while Jacob rightfully asks why a horror movie in 2026 still has ten straight minutes of unsubtitled sign language.

They also debate whether the monkey is CGI or just Troy in a fur suit, whether chimps can swim, whether a pet monkey is a power move or a facial reconstruction waiting to happen, and whether MTD would ride a Walmart scooter just for the free parking. By the end, the monkey is ripping jaws off, scalping pool girls, handing out body parts like party favors, and somehow the only people who live are the ones who absolutely deserved to die.

In short: Primate is a movie where everyone reaches for their phones, nobody grabs a knife, and Brad and Jacob somehow spend just as much time talking about monkey murder, Czech Cola, and Komodo dragons at Walmart as they do the actual plot.