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Send us a textMeet Ricky, the familiar friendly face who's been pouring perfect pints at Intercoastal Brewery for years, now making waves in the local food scene with his artisanal hot sauce brand, Tu Madres. This episode takes you behind the label to discover how a casual conversation about selling homemade salsa transformed into a thriving local business with distribution across Brevard County.What started as a simple side hustle quickly evolved when Ricky's business partner Angelina stepped in to formalize the venture. Together, they've created a hot sauce that stands out in a crowded market by focusing on fresh, local ingredients without artificial preservatives or stabilizers. Their flagship carrot habanero sauce delivers a perfect balance of heat and flavor that enhances rather than overwhelms food—from morning eggs to seafood to tacos from the local Mexican market.The conversation delves into broader food trends as Ricky and host Jesse Hall discuss how consumer preferences are shifting toward cleaner ingredients and more authentic flavors. They explore the evolution of hot sauce culture from pure novelty "challenge" products to more sophisticated, flavor-forward offerings. The episode also reveals Ricky's upcoming projects, including a bacon-infused chipotle sauce debuting at the Bacon Beer Bash and his creative ventures beyond the culinary world—a found footage horror film he's producing with local talent in the EGAD district.Whether you're a hot sauce aficionado, a supporter of local businesses, or simply someone who appreciates the creative spirit of the Space Coast, this episode offers a flavorful journey through one entrepreneur's passion project. Find Two Madres at local retailers including Thrive Local, Pineapples, Urban Prime, and Forgotten Block Butcher Shop, or follow them on Instagram @321tumadres to discover where they'll pop up next.Support the showFollow us on Instagram @spacecoastpodcastSponsor this show Want to watch our shows? https://youtube.com/@spacecoastpodcast
*sneezes* W-WEGMANS! Gazuntite. I'm not gonna lie, if I lived closer to this place I'd be there all the time. Whole Foods Trader Joe's Wegmans. Honestly? Ranked? Trader Joe's Wegmans Wegmans. lol. Whole Foods is a necessary evil. {Enter The Multiverse} No, I want the half Can't go all the way Enough is enough And a hand is a hand And a handout is ransom, Spare me the note Spare me the selfish suicide concepts Spare me the alter The coaxial The collar The caller— Whatever you call me Spare me the mantras Stop talking. Long throat violence, Oh, I onkybhope to know you (Or I don't) I only hope to notice m Oh long Johnson Quick sermons and a few soft passwords A couple ardvsrks on a long top showman A couple bad barks from the dog And work for the foreman Who are you after (Not god) Have been forgiven? Is fhat a question. I marked it as such And still j walked up The lock in the bathtub did honors Did honors Did run today Who are you for Not the office Not the John Not the forerunner Oe the forward Who are you, god talker? Who are you Was often the question asked And you want to do all you want Home alone The devil runs From behind her nothing soft Anymore Awkward And then unearthed I saw you were watched, stalking Also Pulled back on my reigns, the horse Does bit the bite down And then some soaked offer Was Half you are, where Wear the volume down Wear your art hard Or suffer, Gaga! GAGA WHERE ARE YOU? LADY GAGA I'M ON A HORSE target GAGA! LADY GAGA I'M ON A HORSE, I SAID. BUT WHERE?! NEAR ENOUGH THET YOU CAN HEAR ME, LIKE, OBVIOUSLY, BUT FAR ENOUGH AWAY THAT YOU CAN'T SEE ME ON A HORSE. ARE YOU COMING?! NEGATIVE. WELL— WHY NOT?! THE HORSE WONT MOVE! JUMP OFF THEN. IMPOSSIBLE. WHY IS JUMPING OFF A HORSE IMPOSSIBLE WHEN YOURE LADY GAGA ITS BECAUSE I'M LADY GAGA THAT THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE FOR MULTIPLE REASONS WHAT— JUMP OFF OF THE— NEGATIVE. THERE ARE MULTIPLE FACTORS CONTRIBUTING TO THIS IMPOSSIBILITY. WHY ARE THEY YELLING. Omg shut up 2 bit horse jumper Target Target Stalker Stalker Obi wan kanobi! Sheeeeeeer forces! What is this? Bad cheerleaders. WHY ARE WE YELLING?! Oh. We're fighting. Oh, that makes sense, What kind of fighting. Sword— unh— FIGHTING. Oh, okay. Why is lady Gaga on a horse?! Cause she's just like that sometimes. *shrugs, but on a horse— obviously dressed elaborately enough that yes, jumping off of the horse would be practically LADY GAGA No, completely. —Completely impossible. I wanna watch you eat spicy hot wings. In a sweater. But I left handed magic to Can't- that Cancelled I hope it was cashmere Or Calvin Klein I'll retract, Meditate and then Redact that Maybe Fantasize Glamourize that for a lifetime Pull the knife out of my back, And then sample it. I wanna watch you eat hotwings. That's—- What I want. GAGA. PLEASE! LADY GAGA I'm sorry— he's not moving. THIS IS URGENT. LADY GAGA I know it's urgent. My lack of yelling does not negate that it isn't, but. BUT WHAT? *yawns* I'm getting sleepy. [LADY GAGA falls asleep atop the horse; only then does the horse begin to move, however— it appears as though GAGA is now completely unconscious. But those shoes. Egad. Bro. lol. Why is this? I'm… my writers blocks are not fun, practical, or progressive. They're just. [LADY GAGA fights and defeats an entire battle completely unconscious atop a horse.] Isn't technically the horse… fighting. No, and I'll explain to you why. Omgz *spoiler* [lady Gaga IS the horse] Why. What the fuck. Fuck these shapeshifters. Fuck everything right now. What the fuck did I just watch. WHAT DID I JUST SEEEEEEEEEE Dedede…fleetleum, fleetleflum… “Fleedleflum?” Ahem!? Dude, you are a villain. WHAT, BECAUSE I SAID “FLEETLEFLUM” *fleedleflum AHEM! I SETH MEYERS is revealed as the villain… Again. WHAT! WHY! I THOUGHT I WAS THE VILLAIN. you said you didn't want it! THEN I ADJUSTED. Well, too late. WHAT. Nice. Hehe. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK! I WENT METHOD. A-for effort, I guess? WHATEVER A-FOR-EFFORT. I JUST COMMITTED A LOT OF EVIL SHIT For what FOR THEATRICAL AND ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES. Well. “WELL?” Like what. Like— Tax Fraud. Ahem. Nice. [beat] Seth, you got the part. Yesssss! Booyah. Maybe you can take some method lessons and pointers from your friend here— Salt of the earth! — Mr. Evil tax fraud man. RYAN REYNOLDS *deflates* Later. Where are you going? I'm going to do Pilates. Because I'm rich. (Everyone just kind of nods in agreement.) L E G E N D S STEPHEN COLBERT runs at full speed down the street towards the house at which his formerly youthful self “recently” disappeared during a thunderstorm. Oh look. It's little Stevie! You recognize me?! OF COURSE I DO! You're the big hotshot anchorman on TV, but I remember… I don't have—time— Suddenly, he sees it— the radio tower which apparently transported him into this, a distant future, but also a remarkably odd parallel of reality which seems to have been sprung from his own timeline. Where is this going? We'll see. Apparently, I'm reanimated; Certain parts just don't work, I'm factory reset And radiated Aggrandized to carry out this task And then cease to be A zombie, if you will A corpse responding to light energy inside of me So when I leave, I'm not sleeping I'm decomposing Deteriorating I stay hydrated to keep my eyes involved In the light almost as if The illusion is existence— However, I know better It's simply a simulation I mutated against my better judgement Just for this focus Aspirations as if Aggressions could be achiviments At any rate A talking head Who are you? Done for now. Who are you! Done for now. Who are you? A far cry Dust in the wind, And I'm sure so for aure That the places I've been Are more often television location sequences Than not. Aha, who are you? The plot. Then who are I? A handsome damsel. Hark. But not to wake, I form again To dream of you And then Cease to be, My honor, So that may I call To wish a gasp upon a cantered breath, I scream to wake And then you, a glisten, Never to count time I waking, Them as sheep, And she who calls I— There, the canter, And there I wake to know I, Call I, My bare and lay truth So that There waking, calls I now The scream of shadow Mercy, yonder But not waiting, I cherish To bark. …. …. Wt— Now I could see how my energy was moving; I had to write as much as I could before my media update. Intentional brainwash. Suddenly, it all made me so nervous. Programming. Then again, It didn't matter, really, in the end. 6 hours. There was nothing more daunting Than the approaching courier for Whole Foods market And Instacart simultaneously because it meant Somehow, That I had an album coming out. Eagle eye, And to say the brown soul May go extinct Eagle eye Give me a bite of your Adam's Apple I want to taste you I want to know fortune Through the glory of love In the wonder of your arms I want to know nothing but Love in your eyes And in your mind, My heart MAYA RUDOLPH I feel weird. FRED … ARMISEN This is getting intense. That's probably it. AMY POEH—LER No. AMY PH— No. OF COURSE IT IS. ITS SUPPOSED TO BE. why are you yelling? IM NOT YELLING. I'M SPEAKING IN CAPITAL LETTERS. TINA FEY …there's a difference! RACHEL WITH A ‘T'? Maybe DRATCH YEAH there IS. Okay, where are we going with this? Shh. Not yet. I AM PRINCESS SHAMALAMADINGDONG. WHY? It's sketch comedy. Does it HAVE to have motive? You're right— but it at least has to have a plot. Meanwhile… SETH MEYERS'S wand has been stolen. Hey. Yes? There was..a… ??? There was a, like a— like a — ?? There was like, a number two pencil here. …there still is. No, like a very— like, a specific— There's— a bunch of them here. No— Just like always. No, it's. [Blank stares] N—nevermind. Wait— What's up. 1, 2, 3, 4– who am I forgetting? ARSENIO HALL Not yet, Arsenio; We're still on strike force 5! Where's Jimmy Kimmel! Meanwhile, in Jimmy Kimmel's lair. JIMMY KIMMEL (MWAHAHA MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH) Uh. Wow. Yeah. Okay. For Shits and giggles— Oma goash. Waw. Yah. I knuh. Just waw. Uhh… Idk. The weird SNL sketches all apparently have their own time— AANG APPA, YIP YIP! APPA FUCK OFF— WOAH. OKAY. Yeah, not everything should be live action. Seconded. — lines…. Ahem. Waw. Srsly. However, this live action magic school bus. [SCHOOL BUS CARAPULTING TOWADS FIREY DEMISE WITH NO POSSIBLE RESOLVE IN SIGHT]. *doom* Wild. Why. Yoooooo. The world needed that. Anyway. JIMMY KIMMEL MWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA GUILLERMO JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJJAJAJAJAJJAJAJAJAJAJA JIMMY KIMMEL MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA GUELLERMO Wait— —is that his name? Maybe. I might just be racist. Well, it's not Carlos. U MEANWHILE, ALSO, ON WISTERIA LANE GABBI CARLOS! GET BACK HERE! Damn. How are these people still at it? Apparently wer're in TV WORLD. Ahem. It's TV LAND. No, it's {Enter The Multiverse} AHEM. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2025 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. [REDACTED]
*sneezes* W-WEGMANS! Gazuntite. I'm not gonna lie, if I lived closer to this place I'd be there all the time. Whole Foods Trader Joe's Wegmans. Honestly? Ranked? Trader Joe's Wegmans Wegmans. lol. Whole Foods is a necessary evil. {Enter The Multiverse} No, I want the half Can't go all the way Enough is enough And a hand is a hand And a handout is ransom, Spare me the note Spare me the selfish suicide concepts Spare me the alter The coaxial The collar The caller— Whatever you call me Spare me the mantras Stop talking. Long throat violence, Oh, I onkybhope to know you (Or I don't) I only hope to notice m Oh long Johnson Quick sermons and a few soft passwords A couple ardvsrks on a long top showman A couple bad barks from the dog And work for the foreman Who are you after (Not god) Have been forgiven? Is fhat a question. I marked it as such And still j walked up The lock in the bathtub did honors Did honors Did run today Who are you for Not the office Not the John Not the forerunner Oe the forward Who are you, god talker? Who are you Was often the question asked And you want to do all you want Home alone The devil runs From behind her nothing soft Anymore Awkward And then unearthed I saw you were watched, stalking Also Pulled back on my reigns, the horse Does bit the bite down And then some soaked offer Was Half you are, where Wear the volume down Wear your art hard Or suffer, Gaga! GAGA WHERE ARE YOU? LADY GAGA I'M ON A HORSE target GAGA! LADY GAGA I'M ON A HORSE, I SAID. BUT WHERE?! NEAR ENOUGH THET YOU CAN HEAR ME, LIKE, OBVIOUSLY, BUT FAR ENOUGH AWAY THAT YOU CAN'T SEE ME ON A HORSE. ARE YOU COMING?! NEGATIVE. WELL— WHY NOT?! THE HORSE WONT MOVE! JUMP OFF THEN. IMPOSSIBLE. WHY IS JUMPING OFF A HORSE IMPOSSIBLE WHEN YOURE LADY GAGA ITS BECAUSE I'M LADY GAGA THAT THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE FOR MULTIPLE REASONS WHAT— JUMP OFF OF THE— NEGATIVE. THERE ARE MULTIPLE FACTORS CONTRIBUTING TO THIS IMPOSSIBILITY. WHY ARE THEY YELLING. Omg shut up 2 bit horse jumper Target Target Stalker Stalker Obi wan kanobi! Sheeeeeeer forces! What is this? Bad cheerleaders. WHY ARE WE YELLING?! Oh. We're fighting. Oh, that makes sense, What kind of fighting. Sword— unh— FIGHTING. Oh, okay. Why is lady Gaga on a horse?! Cause she's just like that sometimes. *shrugs, but on a horse— obviously dressed elaborately enough that yes, jumping off of the horse would be practically LADY GAGA No, completely. —Completely impossible. I wanna watch you eat spicy hot wings. In a sweater. But I left handed magic to Can't- that Cancelled I hope it was cashmere Or Calvin Klein I'll retract, Meditate and then Redact that Maybe Fantasize Glamourize that for a lifetime Pull the knife out of my back, And then sample it. I wanna watch you eat hotwings. That's—- What I want. GAGA. PLEASE! LADY GAGA I'm sorry— he's not moving. THIS IS URGENT. LADY GAGA I know it's urgent. My lack of yelling does not negate that it isn't, but. BUT WHAT? *yawns* I'm getting sleepy. [LADY GAGA falls asleep atop the horse; only then does the horse begin to move, however— it appears as though GAGA is now completely unconscious. But those shoes. Egad. Bro. lol. Why is this? I'm… my writers blocks are not fun, practical, or progressive. They're just. [LADY GAGA fights and defeats an entire battle completely unconscious atop a horse.] Isn't technically the horse… fighting. No, and I'll explain to you why. Omgz *spoiler* [lady Gaga IS the horse] Why. What the fuck. Fuck these shapeshifters. Fuck everything right now. What the fuck did I just watch. WHAT DID I JUST SEEEEEEEEEE Dedede…fleetleum, fleetleflum… “Fleedleflum?” Ahem!? Dude, you are a villain. WHAT, BECAUSE I SAID “FLEETLEFLUM” *fleedleflum AHEM! I SETH MEYERS is revealed as the villain… Again. WHAT! WHY! I THOUGHT I WAS THE VILLAIN. you said you didn't want it! THEN I ADJUSTED. Well, too late. WHAT. Nice. Hehe. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK! I WENT METHOD. A-for effort, I guess? WHATEVER A-FOR-EFFORT. I JUST COMMITTED A LOT OF EVIL SHIT For what FOR THEATRICAL AND ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES. Well. “WELL?” Like what. Like— Tax Fraud. Ahem. Nice. [beat] Seth, you got the part. Yesssss! Booyah. Maybe you can take some method lessons and pointers from your friend here— Salt of the earth! — Mr. Evil tax fraud man. RYAN REYNOLDS *deflates* Later. Where are you going? I'm going to do Pilates. Because I'm rich. (Everyone just kind of nods in agreement.) L E G E N D S STEPHEN COLBERT runs at full speed down the street towards the house at which his formerly youthful self “recently” disappeared during a thunderstorm. Oh look. It's little Stevie! You recognize me?! OF COURSE I DO! You're the big hotshot anchorman on TV, but I remember… I don't have—time— Suddenly, he sees it— the radio tower which apparently transported him into this, a distant future, but also a remarkably odd parallel of reality which seems to have been sprung from his own timeline. Where is this going? We'll see. Apparently, I'm reanimated; Certain parts just don't work, I'm factory reset And radiated Aggrandized to carry out this task And then cease to be A zombie, if you will A corpse responding to light energy inside of me So when I leave, I'm not sleeping I'm decomposing Deteriorating I stay hydrated to keep my eyes involved In the light almost as if The illusion is existence— However, I know better It's simply a simulation I mutated against my better judgement Just for this focus Aspirations as if Aggressions could be achiviments At any rate A talking head Who are you? Done for now. Who are you! Done for now. Who are you? A far cry Dust in the wind, And I'm sure so for aure That the places I've been Are more often television location sequences Than not. Aha, who are you? The plot. Then who are I? A handsome damsel. Hark. But not to wake, I form again To dream of you And then Cease to be, My honor, So that may I call To wish a gasp upon a cantered breath, I scream to wake And then you, a glisten, Never to count time I waking, Them as sheep, And she who calls I— There, the canter, And there I wake to know I, Call I, My bare and lay truth So that There waking, calls I now The scream of shadow Mercy, yonder But not waiting, I cherish To bark. …. …. Wt— Now I could see how my energy was moving; I had to write as much as I could before my media update. Intentional brainwash. Suddenly, it all made me so nervous. Programming. Then again, It didn't matter, really, in the end. 6 hours. There was nothing more daunting Than the approaching courier for Whole Foods market And Instacart simultaneously because it meant Somehow, That I had an album coming out. Eagle eye, And to say the brown soul May go extinct Eagle eye Give me a bite of your Adam's Apple I want to taste you I want to know fortune Through the glory of love In the wonder of your arms I want to know nothing but Love in your eyes And in your mind, My heart MAYA RUDOLPH I feel weird. FRED … ARMISEN This is getting intense. That's probably it. AMY POEH—LER No. AMY PH— No. OF COURSE IT IS. ITS SUPPOSED TO BE. why are you yelling? IM NOT YELLING. I'M SPEAKING IN CAPITAL LETTERS. TINA FEY …there's a difference! RACHEL WITH A ‘T'? Maybe DRATCH YEAH there IS. Okay, where are we going with this? Shh. Not yet. I AM PRINCESS SHAMALAMADINGDONG. WHY? It's sketch comedy. Does it HAVE to have motive? You're right— but it at least has to have a plot. Meanwhile… SETH MEYERS'S wand has been stolen. Hey. Yes? There was..a… ??? There was a, like a— like a — ?? There was like, a number two pencil here. …there still is. No, like a very— like, a specific— There's— a bunch of them here. No— Just like always. No, it's. [Blank stares] N—nevermind. Wait— What's up. 1, 2, 3, 4– who am I forgetting? ARSENIO HALL Not yet, Arsenio; We're still on strike force 5! Where's Jimmy Kimmel! Meanwhile, in Jimmy Kimmel's lair. JIMMY KIMMEL (MWAHAHA MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH) Uh. Wow. Yeah. Okay. For Shits and giggles— Oma goash. Waw. Yah. I knuh. Just waw. Uhh… Idk. The weird SNL sketches all apparently have their own time— AANG APPA, YIP YIP! APPA FUCK OFF— WOAH. OKAY. Yeah, not everything should be live action. Seconded. — lines…. Ahem. Waw. Srsly. However, this live action magic school bus. [SCHOOL BUS CARAPULTING TOWADS FIREY DEMISE WITH NO POSSIBLE RESOLVE IN SIGHT]. *doom* Wild. Why. Yoooooo. The world needed that. Anyway. JIMMY KIMMEL MWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA GUILLERMO JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJJAJAJAJAJJAJAJAJAJAJA JIMMY KIMMEL MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA GUELLERMO Wait— —is that his name? Maybe. I might just be racist. Well, it's not Carlos. U MEANWHILE, ALSO, ON WISTERIA LANE GABBI CARLOS! GET BACK HERE! Damn. How are these people still at it? Apparently wer're in TV WORLD. Ahem. It's TV LAND. No, it's {Enter The Multiverse} AHEM. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2025 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. [REDACTED]
Who doesn't like getting a trophy? While "best in show" awards draw the ire of people who like to complain (Complainers? In fly fishing?!? Egad...), these lists are great for everyday anglers to see what is new and notable in angling gear. Today I walk through a half dozen Consumer Choice Awards recipients from The Fly Fishing Show's 2025 slate. I talk about everything from $1,000 fly rods to tiny packs of hackle. If you are shopping for new equipment, or if you are simply interested in what is out there in the fly shops, this list is worth a peek. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Do you cringe at the mere mention of the word, "insights"? What about its fancier cousin, "actionable insights"? We do, too. As a matter of fact, on this episode, we discovered that Moe has developed an uncontrollable reflex: any time she utters the word, her hands shoot up uncontrolled to form air quotes. Alas! Our podcast is an audio medium! What about those poor souls who got hired into an "Insights & Analytics" team within their company? Egad! Nonetheless, inspired by an email exchange with a listener, we took a run at the subject with Chris Kocek, CEO of Gallant Branding, who both wrote a book and hosts a podcast on the topic of insights! For complete show notes, including links to items mentioned in this episode and a transcript of the show, visit the show page.
Today's crossword was looking sharp -- and not just because ARMANI was in the grid (but it helped). We liked the daunting open-endedness of 48A, "_____ intended!", NOPUN; appreciated the BROW knitting induced by 24A, Move slightly, BUDGE; and just the opportunity to say 7D, Italian anise-flavored liqueur, SAMBUCA. A great debut crossword by Landon Horton, in our estimation it deserves to peg the JAMCR meter with a full 5 squares.Finally, we've got listener mail! So, for those of you wondering how to pronounce Rummikub, the answer lies within!Show note imagery: TSAI Ing-wen, the former Taiwanese president.We love feedback! Send us a text...Contact Info:We love listener mail! Drop us a line, crosswordpodcast@icloud.com.Also, we're on FaceBook, so feel free to drop by there and strike up a conversation!
lol where is this being held? In an auditorium? An auditorium. For acoustics. And also because SO MANH PEOPLE SHOWED UP. Well, let's get this thing going. Are you sure about this ahahahahahahYAYAYSYhhahahahahaha NEXT. No. Certainly not! Great, let's get going. [SETH MCFARLENE enters timidly.] Seth McFarlene— what are you doing here? I—don't know. Well. Have a seat. Are you sure? I'm positive. [he procrastinates] Is this a joke? What do you mean? Trap door, or something? Oh, Seth, how I've missed your outright paranoid tendencies. So you're saying—? Please, sit. [he pulls the chair back from the table, relaxing momentarily before he sits; at the very moment he is comfortable, a trap door opens from below and instantaneously swallows him.] That's nuts. So creepy. Ah, trap door. Classic. {Enter The Multiverse} “Weirder and Deeper” The Rabbit hole can only go up from here. What does that mean? This is not making any sense. It's nonsense. Well, maybe all it is, maybe it's just that— It's just What? Maybe you're too old. *gasps* Have you never thought of that. Not even once. Take a look in the mirror my friend. Egad! Time has not served you well. My GOD! But it has—served you. Say again? Time to pay up. What? I did you a favor; many favors, actually. And now, it's time L E G E N D S —for my arrival. Jesus fucking Christ. JESUS F.N. CHRIST (Sleeping) Huh, what? Who said that?! Nobofdy. The BEYONCE that works retail is no spring chick. —- Excuse me {Enter The Multiverse} ROBOT VACUUM! —vacuum cleaner by day, SUPERHERO BY NIGHT. That is stupid. No it's not. It is, though. Look, I went to Harvard, okay— My expertise is not “sketch writing” What is it! I edited the Harvard Lampoon. So…assholery! Shutup. It's getting warm in here. I'm gonna go get a Twinkie. [he exits the writer's room and approaches the coffee table; pouring himself a cup of coffee, his hand reaches into an empty box.] …hm. [he moves his hand from one side of the empty box, to the other; it is for sure empty.] Are you serious? [a coworker enters the space.] Oh hey, what's wrong? We're out of twinkies. —what. WE'RE OUT OF TWINKIES. [absolute horrific pandemonium] Then why not al caps? Because. If there's anything more horrifying and urgent than al caps, it's all lowercase letters. Noted. WHO TOOK ALL THE TWINKIES! ALL THE GODDAMN TWINKIES. AAAAAAAAAAGGHGHHHHHH. [the alarm has been sounded] Oh no. Idiots. “Requiem for Jimmy Fallon's Nightmares” Push you out the window, Push you out the window, Push you out the window Push you out the window This is not the window This is not the window This is not the window This is not the window It's an innuendo It's an innuendo. It's an innuendo It's an innuendo I'll push you out the window (Push you out the window) Go get some regular girls Go do some regular things Go back regular works. You not scaring nobody. I Rick with ghosts and the comics Souped up cars, delivering groceries You sell drugs, but live in the projects; Nobody got time for your nonsense New bike, but ain't paid it off yet My psychic days your karma up next I promise, the worse that my heart stops— The harder and faster your corpse rots; You'll probably sleep in a coffin— (Tonight) Or no more bike, back to walkin. You wanna keep playing these games, sis? Keep at it, I'll be rich and famous. Go double click on some fake pics Go chase fake girls with the fake lips Go save lunch money to buy fake tits Keep giving em excuses to be racist They hate us All cause you done fuck up niggas Keep folks up, that's why they don't trust niggas Your whole motorcycle a slave boat nigga Your whole Benz, that why they just roast niggas How much you owe for the car note? How much you owe for the car note? Ho How much you owe for the car note? How much is four cups of Starbucks? How much you owe for the car note? Roll up, you'll probably get your throat punched. Loud bikes cause ya'll ain't the smart folks— Ya'll suck, Ya'll autos is slave boats. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © turn the light off then I'll sue the whole word on my irregular heartbeat, and my mama. I don't give a fuuuuuuuuck.
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lol where is this being held? In an auditorium? An auditorium. For acoustics. And also because SO MANH PEOPLE SHOWED UP. Well, let's get this thing going. Are you sure about this ahahahahahahYAYAYSYhhahahahahaha NEXT. No. Certainly not! Great, let's get going. [SETH MCFARLENE enters timidly.] Seth McFarlene— what are you doing here? I—don't know. Well. Have a seat. Are you sure? I'm positive. [he procrastinates] Is this a joke? What do you mean? Trap door, or something? Oh, Seth, how I've missed your outright paranoid tendencies. So you're saying—? Please, sit. [he pulls the chair back from the table, relaxing momentarily before he sits; at the very moment he is comfortable, a trap door opens from below and instantaneously swallows him.] That's nuts. So creepy. Ah, trap door. Classic. {Enter The Multiverse} “Weirder and Deeper” The Rabbit hole can only go up from here. What does that mean? This is not making any sense. It's nonsense. Well, maybe all it is, maybe it's just that— It's just What? Maybe you're too old. *gasps* Have you never thought of that. Not even once. Take a look in the mirror my friend. Egad! Time has not served you well. My GOD! But it has—served you. Say again? Time to pay up. What? I did you a favor; many favors, actually. And now, it's time L E G E N D S —for my arrival. Jesus fucking Christ. JESUS F.N. CHRIST (Sleeping) Huh, what? Who said that?! Nobofdy. The BEYONCE that works retail is no spring chick. —- Excuse me {Enter The Multiverse} ROBOT VACUUM! —vacuum cleaner by day, SUPERHERO BY NIGHT. That is stupid. No it's not. It is, though. Look, I went to Harvard, okay— My expertise is not “sketch writing” What is it! I edited the Harvard Lampoon. So…assholery! Shutup. It's getting warm in here. I'm gonna go get a Twinkie. [he exits the writer's room and approaches the coffee table; pouring himself a cup of coffee, his hand reaches into an empty box.] …hm. [he moves his hand from one side of the empty box, to the other; it is for sure empty.] Are you serious? [a coworker enters the space.] Oh hey, what's wrong? We're out of twinkies. —what. WE'RE OUT OF TWINKIES. [absolute horrific pandemonium] Then why not al caps? Because. If there's anything more horrifying and urgent than al caps, it's all lowercase letters. Noted. WHO TOOK ALL THE TWINKIES! ALL THE GODDAMN TWINKIES. AAAAAAAAAAGGHGHHHHHH. [the alarm has been sounded] Oh no. Idiots. “Requiem for Jimmy Fallon's Nightmares” Push you out the window, Push you out the window, Push you out the window Push you out the window This is not the window This is not the window This is not the window This is not the window It's an innuendo It's an innuendo. It's an innuendo It's an innuendo I'll push you out the window (Push you out the window) Go get some regular girls Go do some regular things Go back regular works. You not scaring nobody. I Rick with ghosts and the comics Souped up cars, delivering groceries You sell drugs, but live in the projects; Nobody got time for your nonsense New bike, but ain't paid it off yet My psychic days your karma up next I promise, the worse that my heart stops— The harder and faster your corpse rots; You'll probably sleep in a coffin— (Tonight) Or no more bike, back to walkin. You wanna keep playing these games, sis? Keep at it, I'll be rich and famous. Go double click on some fake pics Go chase fake girls with the fake lips Go save lunch money to buy fake tits Keep giving em excuses to be racist They hate us All cause you done fuck up niggas Keep folks up, that's why they don't trust niggas Your whole motorcycle a slave boat nigga Your whole Benz, that why they just roast niggas How much you owe for the car note? How much you owe for the car note? Ho How much you owe for the car note? How much is four cups of Starbucks? How much you owe for the car note? Roll up, you'll probably get your throat punched. Loud bikes cause ya'll ain't the smart folks— Ya'll suck, Ya'll autos is slave boats. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © turn the light off then I'll sue the whole word on my irregular heartbeat, and my mama. I don't give a fuuuuuuuuck.
lol where is this being held? In an auditorium? An auditorium. For acoustics. And also because SO MANH PEOPLE SHOWED UP. Well, let's get this thing going. Are you sure about this ahahahahahahYAYAYSYhhahahahahaha NEXT. No. Certainly not! Great, let's get going. [SETH MCFARLENE enters timidly.] Seth McFarlene— what are you doing here? I—don't know. Well. Have a seat. Are you sure? I'm positive. [he procrastinates] Is this a joke? What do you mean? Trap door, or something? Oh, Seth, how I've missed your outright paranoid tendencies. So you're saying—? Please, sit. [he pulls the chair back from the table, relaxing momentarily before he sits; at the very moment he is comfortable, a trap door opens from below and instantaneously swallows him.] That's nuts. So creepy. Ah, trap door. Classic. {Enter The Multiverse} “Weirder and Deeper” The Rabbit hole can only go up from here. What does that mean? This is not making any sense. It's nonsense. Well, maybe all it is, maybe it's just that— It's just What? Maybe you're too old. *gasps* Have you never thought of that. Not even once. Take a look in the mirror my friend. Egad! Time has not served you well. My GOD! But it has—served you. Say again? Time to pay up. What? I did you a favor; many favors, actually. And now, it's time L E G E N D S —for my arrival. Jesus fucking Christ. JESUS F.N. CHRIST (Sleeping) Huh, what? Who said that?! Nobofdy. The BEYONCE that works retail is no spring chick. —- Excuse me {Enter The Multiverse} ROBOT VACUUM! —vacuum cleaner by day, SUPERHERO BY NIGHT. That is stupid. No it's not. It is, though. Look, I went to Harvard, okay— My expertise is not “sketch writing” What is it! I edited the Harvard Lampoon. So…assholery! Shutup. It's getting warm in here. I'm gonna go get a Twinkie. [he exits the writer's room and approaches the coffee table; pouring himself a cup of coffee, his hand reaches into an empty box.] …hm. [he moves his hand from one side of the empty box, to the other; it is for sure empty.] Are you serious? [a coworker enters the space.] Oh hey, what's wrong? We're out of twinkies. —what. WE'RE OUT OF TWINKIES. [absolute horrific pandemonium] Then why not al caps? Because. If there's anything more horrifying and urgent than al caps, it's all lowercase letters. Noted. WHO TOOK ALL THE TWINKIES! ALL THE GODDAMN TWINKIES. AAAAAAAAAAGGHGHHHHHH. [the alarm has been sounded] Oh no. Idiots. “Requiem for Jimmy Fallon's Nightmares” Push you out the window, Push you out the window, Push you out the window Push you out the window This is not the window This is not the window This is not the window This is not the window It's an innuendo It's an innuendo. It's an innuendo It's an innuendo I'll push you out the window (Push you out the window) Go get some regular girls Go do some regular things Go back regular works. You not scaring nobody. I Rick with ghosts and the comics Souped up cars, delivering groceries You sell drugs, but live in the projects; Nobody got time for your nonsense New bike, but ain't paid it off yet My psychic days your karma up next I promise, the worse that my heart stops— The harder and faster your corpse rots; You'll probably sleep in a coffin— (Tonight) Or no more bike, back to walkin. You wanna keep playing these games, sis? Keep at it, I'll be rich and famous. Go double click on some fake pics Go chase fake girls with the fake lips Go save lunch money to buy fake tits Keep giving em excuses to be racist They hate us All cause you done fuck up niggas Keep folks up, that's why they don't trust niggas Your whole motorcycle a slave boat nigga Your whole Benz, that why they just roast niggas How much you owe for the car note? How much you owe for the car note? Ho How much you owe for the car note? How much is four cups of Starbucks? How much you owe for the car note? Roll up, you'll probably get your throat punched. Loud bikes cause ya'll ain't the smart folks— Ya'll suck, Ya'll autos is slave boats. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © turn the light off then I'll sue the whole word on my irregular heartbeat, and my mama. I don't give a fuuuuuuuuck.
EGAD this was a fine crossword, it deserves some sort of AWARD for its EPIC themed clues and answers. There was NOTABIT of crosswordese in the grid, just ALOT of great cruciverbial magic. In short, we are ALLIN when it comes to this, the fourth NYTimes crossword by Jerry Miccolis.Show note imagery: Just one of many reasons to visit Los Cabos, Mexico, aka CABO We love feedback! Send us a text...Contact Info:We love listener mail! Drop us a line, crosswordpodcast@icloud.com.Also, we're on FaceBook, so feel free to drop by there and strike up a conversation!
It's ... Indicators of the Week! We roundup the economic indicators that caught our eyes and ears. This week, all our attention was on the Federal Reserve, which cut interest rates by half a percentage point. (Egad!) On today's episode, we've got dot plots, why the Fed rate cut may not bring immediate relief, and ... Sasquatch?!Related Episodes: Has the Fed lost the dot plot? Are both rents AND interest rates too dang high?When mortgage rates are too low to give upFor sponsor-free episodes of The Indicator from Planet Money, subscribe to Planet Money+ via Apple Podcasts or at plus.npr.org. Music by Drop Electric. Find us: TikTok, Instagram, Facebook, Newsletter. Learn more about sponsor message choices: podcastchoices.com/adchoicesNPR Privacy Policy
Dr. Jill Saxon shares with Dr. Joseph Allen how her officer training in the Navy helped her become the leader she is today and she shares the story of a specific soldier that helped inspire her to think big and give back. She then transitioned to private practice in her hometown in New Jersey, where she had the opportunity to work with Bausch + Lomb as a consultant. Eventually, B+L approached her with the opportunity to join full time. She discussed her 10 years in industry and its global impact on optometry and patient care, starting with her early input on developing the INFUSE contact lens. Listen in and get inspired to move optometry forward! Eye Give a Damn hosted by Dr. Joseph Allen is produced by FluoreSCENE Media.For more information on Dr. Joseph Allen visit https://doctoreyehealth.com/Visit https://odcommunity.com/ to learn more about FluoreSCENE Media.
After surviving the night and finding theselves some juicy evidence, the gang march confidentally towards East Cherry and straight into a trap.Dicey Bastards is a hilarious actual play comedy adventure where comedy writers go head-to-head in D&D 5e. Oh my gosh do we love a wizard here. Magic powers? Remarkable! What an adventure for all concerned. Egad!Come hang out with us and watch us bend the rules of Dungeons and Dragons to breaking point. Featuring MK Gibson, Drew Hayes, Rick Gualtieri, Robert Bevan, EM Kaplan and Steve Wetherell. Check us out at www.authorsanddragons.com or follow us on https://www.facebook.com/groups/authorsanddragons. You can even support us on www.patreon.com/authorsanddragons and get access to our Discord features and bonus content.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/authors-dragons-comedy-dnd-podcast--5624719/support.
Melissa Barnett, OD, FAAO, was involved early in the development of scleral lenses and is now considered a legend in specialty contact lens fitting. In fact, she was one of the authors to publish the first contemporary scleral lens textbook in 2017. She also spent four years in an ophthalmology practice, where she became certified in California to treat glaucoma. Currently, she serves as the Director of Optometry at UC Davis in Northern California. She believes every optometrist should get involved with their local and state optometry associations. Today, she is clearly passionate about discussing keratoconus with colleagues and patients on her Clearly KC podcast. After authoring 300+ publications and delivering numerous lectures, Dr. Barnett is honored that she is now able to advocate for colleagues, diversity and the industry, which resonates well with her personal why: “To elevate others through the power of connection.” Eye Give a Damn hosted by Dr. Joseph Allen is produced by FluoreSCENE Media.For more information on Dr. Joseph Allen visit https://doctoreyehealth.com/Visit https://odcommunity.com/ to learn more about FluoreSCENE Media.
Talkin' with God about Kings and Kingdoms 1Samuel 2:11-3:21 The family is God's core institution for governing the world. Theocracy in the mind of God is each family raising their kids to know God. God pays no respect to any earthly government except his families. As self governed people, we develop institutions to assist the community in its goals and unity. If the institutions we run are corrupt, then down goes society. It's on us, not God.
Some seriously good stuff today! We're in my favorite parts of the Bible. It has it all! Again though, all apologies for any terrible pronunciation of those brutal Old Testament names. Egad! We pick up where we left off yesterday. David (not yet truly king) is running for his life again(he does that often) from Saul. We get a few glimpses of the most beautiful bromance to have ever existed on earth. Ohh, Jonathan and David, not a hint of impropriety, just a wonderful, and deep, and real admiration for each other. 1 Samuel 20:17 "And Jonathan caused David to swear again by his love for him, for Jonathan loved him as he loved his own life." At first Jonathan tries to argue that King Saul, his father, isn't trying to murder David or get him killed somehow. But then he puts his dad to the test and he comes to the conclusion , Oh, Davide was right. Soo, you should run for your life, Dad is Definitely trying to kill you. David pops into to visit a priest while on the run, and asks for food and weapons, the priest consents albeit to his detriment. The king finds out the priest helped David and gets himself and everyone he knows slaughtered for his accidental treason. The Lord tested David's heart several times while on the run. King Saul was within his arm's reach in vulnerable situations, where David could easily have killed him and Taken the throne which was rightfully his anyway, but he didn't. He knew better than to take revenge or to take the throne by force. Saul being spiteful, gave David's wife away. But don't worry, David seemed to have a knack for collecting women and ended up with a dozen others instead. Tired of running from Saul, David went to the enemies of Israel, the Philistines, as in the same people whose hero he killed. Remember Goliath? You'd think they wouldn't appreciate that, considering songs were written about how many of their people David had killed. But nonetheless, the king of the Philistines welcomed David with open arms and even gave him a whole city. In utter desperation, Saul is terrified of the fight he's about to engage in, so he goes to a medium and asks her to summon from the dead his old prophet. Samuel scolds him wildly for his past sins and possibly this one for waking him, and tells Saul he and his sons will die tomorrow. 1 Samuel ends with the death of Saul in battle and three of his sons, tragically including Jonathan. 2 Samuel begins with David finding out his friends are dead and weeping a lot. David does a LOT of crying in this book. One of Saul's remaining sons assumes the throne. There's constant political tension and lines crosses in terms of loyalty by several people who server both David and Saul's son king. Lots of betrayal and selfishness. David pretty much screws up the rest of his life for himself and his family with this one stupid and infamous act. He steals the wife of a righteous man, gets her pregnant, and then murders the truly good and wholesome soldier. Their first son together dies. God curses David's household because of the evil he committed against an innocent man. One of David's sons kills one of his brothers, goes into exile for a little while, and then comes back and decides he wants to be king instead of his dad, and after gathering an army for himself to kill his dad, he decides to have sex with David's unattended harem on the rooftop for Israel to see. David's son, the usurper Absalom eventually dies in battle, and David goes back to his palace. There is a 3-year famine and David learns it is the result of a divine judgement because of some people Saul screwed over previously that David has to make right. The demand the death of seven of Saul's relatives, whom David hands over promptly. And the final chapter for today ends with a bunch of giants being killed, relatives of Goliath, one amazingly with six fingers on each hand, and six toes on each foot. That's a real thing you know, a family in Brazil all have them. Youtube it.
Jason talks about the tech meltdown that caused the State eBike rebate plan to go down in flames today.
0:00 Hello! Egad! Bad Dad Joke! 0:45 Intro, Housekeeping, What's up! 2:30: B-Haptics! 7:55 Tips, Madison Spoiler Cast? Top 25 Debate? Sunday Multiplayer 9:20 Firewall Ultra, Tips, Without Parole Retro! Tips 16:06 Gamecat Dojo, Tips, Tiger Blade 26:30 Viewer Takeover: DFR, a must? 32:38 Tips, Madison 37:56 New Playstation CEO's 57:45 Tips, Kayak, Showcase, Tips 1:09:42 Shave N Stuff 1:20:40 Tips, Gaming Industry Talk 1:31:29 Thief Simulator 1:46:20 Stride Fates 2:13:41 Tips 2:14:15 20 Questions 2:20:47 Thank You! 2:21:26 Clip Of The Week, Outro 2:22:10 AJ Shoutouts 2:24:01 Flashback May, 14, 2021
Prudence Plundered – A Victorian Master takes charge of his prim and proper wife.By Ian56. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.In 19th century London, Henry Chambers was a man of note and some means. Left a not inconsiderable estate by his late father, he had speculated wisely in the city and had become a respected authority on the whims and fate of the money markets. Such was his status; his advice was sought from wide and far on all matters related to the pursuit of wealth and financial contentment.He lived in a resplendent mansion in one of the most fashionable areas of Westminster where he indulged his public passions for art and fine literature. At the age of 50, he considered himself most satisfied with his lot and was able to look upon the years of his life with justifiable pride at his endeavors. His social standing had increased measurably due to his marriage some 20 years previously to Prudence, his dear love, whom he had been introduced to by one of his clients at a New Year's Eve gala. Prudence had been the third daughter of the famous Fitzpatrick dynasty who had made their name in the early 1840’s as mineral traders and importers. For Henry Chambers it was love at first sight but his attentions had at first been met with a dry indifference by the handsome Miss Prudence who bore her airs and graces with a lofty distain, and it was not without some serious wooing and courtship on his part did he finally win her hand and agree to become his wife.Three daughters and two decades later, she was still a remarkably attractive filly whose abundant charms had grown even more impressive with age and no man felt as proud as Henry Chambers did with such a jewel on his arm when out socializing in polite respectable society.To polite society they presented themselves as a loving devoted couple but for Henry, beneath this nods and smiles, he nurtured a deep dark secret that even his dear wife knew nothing about..“Avast wench,” said Henry, heroically. “I sense the shiver of lust cursing through thy bones I do. But fear not for I am the one to satisfy the aching of thy hairy damp pit with my trusty weapon. Take it out I say,” he bellowed, standing bare-chested with his hands on his hips. “Take out my emboldened cock for it is the deliverer of your salvation and redemption!”At his feet, Bessie, his number two scullery maid, clasped her hands together in rapt but pleading forgiveness. At his command, she reached up and began to tug and undo the laces at the front of his breeches.“Oh, Sir!” she exclaimed, her exposed bosom quivering in the flickering candle light most impressively. “Have mercy on a mere serving girl Sir for I am naught but a slave to these wanton desires of which I have no sense. Such sinful words are a torment Sir, a torment!”“Sinful?” snorted Henry. “I shall have you know there is no finer word for a gentleman’s member than Cock!” He thrust his hips forward to impress his point. “What else do you know such a thing by wench?”Bessie, her curly red hair cascading over her sweet natured face, grunted with frustration as she tugged on her masters entwined laces, her eyes fixed on his obvious arousal beneath the cloth. “For shame Sir, tis innocent I be and only know such sinful names from the station I keep and from those that wallow in the gutter below.”Her face was purple from her efforts until, with a final pull, the laces came free and the front of his breeches sprang open. She gasped despite herself as his bloated deep crimson headed penis slithered and unfurled before her flushed face. Its mass expanding outrageously to reveal a most huge and impressive weapon that had her gasping in high heat and desire. She looked up at him with wide eyes as he stood leering lewdly down. “That Sir,” she gasped in wonder. “Is a prick the like of which I have nay seen and a prick that strikes fear into the well of my cunt so it does.”Henry grabbed his lolling cock. “I like prick. The vulgarity of such a nasty word is worthy of an occasion such as this lass. I intend to take this prick of mine and spear and plunge deeply into that juicy cunt that lays waiting between your firm thighs. Do you expect any less, wench?” His right hand was gently stroking his tumescence and the quivers of ecstasy were sweeping from his groin to his toes and back again. At each up stroke his spare skin withered and unfurled with greater abandon as the head of his organ began to leak his pre-spend.“No Sir,” shivered the maid, her face aflame with her heaving lust. “Though my faint heart flutters at the prospect of such a tight cunty as my own being invaded by such a weeping monster I shall bear its sweet agony with resolve and duty.”She reached up and grasped his veined cock in her slim right hand, her fingers barely able to circumvent its pulsing fatness. Her mouth was dry and her desire urged her to taste his meat. “Sir,” she said hesitantly as she rubbed the underside of his magnificence with her thumb. “I fear my need is becoming overwhelming and its constant whisper begs that I ask you the favor of feeding your prick into my mouth for me to suck on without shame.”Henry felt his heavy under hanging balls tighten in their hairy sac at the lascivious nature of her words. The thought of his comely maid devouring his outsized cock was one to savor for, alas, T'was only under such circumstance as their clandestine meetings whilst his dear wife was away that such a pleasure be upon him.He frowned inwardly at the merest glimmer of his wife for even though he loved her passionately she was cautiously high strung and the very idea of anything more than straight forward love-making was abhorrent to her whiles. Heaven forbid he so much as suggested she pleasure him with her sweet mouth!The frustration he felt at her lack of adventure had lain heavy upon him for all of their marriage. His pursuit of this adventure had found him cast between the firm thighs of his scullery maid who had no such hesitation in joining him in seeking pleasures of the flesh. Indeed, she had suggested and encouraged him on such dark travels that even made him gape at their outrageous landscapes. If only his wife had the merest hint at such mischief and want.His mind drifted as he considered his dear heart on her knees before him, begging to take his staff between her lips and to suck out his thick creamy spend. The stuff dreams are made of he mused. Egad, he wished for nothing more than to ravish Prudence with eager abandon and have her panting beneath him like a bitch on heat, urging him on to fuck the ripe bulb of her vagina with all his might.Bessie glanced up as she fisted her Masters Iron rod. His eyes were closed and he swayed slightly in rhythm to the pleasure of her ministrations. She knew that look for he had spoken idly with her after their exertions had ceased about his frustration and regret. Her Mistress was a sore old fish she thought. Blessed with good looks and a fine figure she was to all intents and purpose primrose, stuff and duty with naught in between. Bessie could only imagine her frigid nature in bed. T'was no surprise her employer sought comfort in the arms of another.His bloated angry cock head was nigh kissing her lips and in that moment she knew it was her duty to ease his frustration. Shifting forward slightly, she opened her mouth as wide as possible and slipped her stretched lips over his pulsing bulge and down over his shaft until she felt his mushroom butt the back of her throat. The smell and taste teased her senses as she began to draw back and suck deeply on his organ. The sucking of cock was to her a delight, a dirty devilish deed that warmed her soul for she knew she was skilled and the pleasure it would bring in its wake. She smiled at the sound of his sigh and lowered her head again as she sucked his prick to her hearts content.In her small room, the oak creaked and groaned as Henry forced his rigid cock into the maid’s succulent cunt as he held her face down over the end of the bed. Deeper he plunged until the neck of his organ slapped wetly against the petals of her orifice which clung eagerly to his girth as if trying to capture its thrust and never let go. The pleasure washed over them in warm wafts as the heat of their fucking grew steadily to a crescendo that had them both grunting and crying out loud. The room bore witness to the depths of their lust and the insanity of their passion.“Take my fucking cock wench,” hissed Henry as he speared her again and again. His appendage was glistening with his pre-spend and her copious seepage now that the climax was near. “Thy swollen twat shall be sore for a week once I have had my way with you Bessie.”Bessie scrabbled at the bedclothes feeling his tumescence crest deep within her belly. Her poor cunty felt over stuffed with cock and the ecstasy was so never ending she feared she might faint at its joys. “Oh Sir,” she gabbled. “Again. Again. Punish my poor cunty with your huge prick. Tis wonderful. Oh Sir! I can feel another climax building within. Fuck me Sir!”The plain oak bed creaked and groaned louder.Henry stared down at his mount, leering at the sight of her full arse wobbling from between the confines of her tugged open white bloomers. His feverish hands reached under her to grasp and kneed each full and impressive tit that had over spilled from the top of her starched blouse. He pinched each swollen teat making her shriek then moan with painful pleasure. He jabbed his cock into her again thus lifting her off her feet and held her against him as he flexed the muscles in his firm backside.For a man of his years, he was still in fine shape and built for stamina. He slithered slowly out of her cunt making her whimper and claw at his naked thighs. Before the next thrust he gave her pale arse a firm slap that made her yelp in surprise. He grinned. Unknown to her, he had come across a book that detailed how the matter of pain by deed of flagellation or spanking was one which was being much discussed in secret society as a means of further sexual exploration, and it was one he was most interested in discovering with his pretty 19 year old maid at a future date.But that would be for another time. The matter at hand was to slake his lust before his wife got home!Bessie stood over the small bowl and began to wipe between her thighs with the damp cloth. She winced slightly for her well poked vagina was blistered and sore from its vigorous shafting by her employers cock. She could feel his spend seeping from between her flower and she shook her head with a smile for the amount of his cum was a never ending surprise. Behind her, he stood fastening his breeches and making himself decent again. She realized his wife would be home soon and it was with sly female knowing that she had eased his need before she got back. Her Mistress would benefit from a good night's sleep this night no doubt. Though that was but a small victory for she had learned through servant gossip that the pair rarely indulged in marital bliss these days. She felt a slight pinch of regret for him. Mayhap she should offer a word or two.“Have I pleased you, Sir?” she asked.He looked at her. “As always Bessie,” he smiled. “I can walk in society now without feeling as if the frustration of my cock weighs heavily like a ball and chain.”Bessie smiled. “I be glad, Sir.” She paused and bit her lip. Should she be so bold? Her station was only to listen and obey after all. But he had loved her nearly a dozen times now and perhaps he would consider her opinion. “Sir, if I may?”He stood at the door to her quarters. “Yes?”Bessie looked at him. “My mamma always told me never to be untrue to one self. In life, one has to live as if each day is the last and the day should be lived as if twas the last day. Do not let frustration spoil that last day with regret Sir.”Henry looked at his servant. A moment of understanding passed between them until he opened the door and quietly left.Dinner was served at eight o'clock sharp.At one end of the long table sat Henry and at the other end, his wife, Prudence, who fiddled with the food on her plate as she was wont to do. Henry looked at her as he idly swilled the wine in his half empty glass. Their conversation was one sided and she chatted away about this and that, and how her day had gone. Dressed in a lace blouse whose frills danced around the crown of her neck, a sensible cut of pleated black ankle length skirt and strapped black knee boots, she looked as ravishing as ever to his gaze. At forty three years and the bearer of his three children, she had lost none of the vitality and beauty that had clasped his heart all those decades ago. He took another sip of wine and felt a familiar stirring in his loins. Despite the events of this afternoon he still felt the pang of desire whenever he looked at his wife. E gads, why did she have to be so willful and disinterested in the physical side of their marriage?!“and I said we would be delighted and honored to attend your ball.”Henry blinked. “What?”Prudence put down her fork and looked at him in that way she had that made him feel slightly guilty. She dabbed the napkin over her full perfect lips. “Really dearest, I swear you look as if your head is in the clouds again. I was saying, Lady Fabisham has invited us to her winter bash on the 16th of December. I told her we would be delighted to attend such a society event. Everyone of worth shall be there. With good fortune, you may be able to charm some new business contacts and opportunities. By the by, I shall need a new frock for such an occasion for one must keep up appearances in such company. A small increase in my allowance is agreeable I’m sure. Heavens, I can’t wait!”Henry pursed his lips, deep in thought for her words drifted in one ear and out the other. There were so many balls, galas, invites to this and that these days that to his mind they all merged into one unedifying mass of time wasted. He had more important things on his mind this night. He took another sip from his glass and waited for the moment when they would retire to their bedchambers later that evening.Prudence stood before the long mirror in their bedroom unpinning her long and lustrous auburn hair. She could see her husband's reflection as he leaned against the door watching her with the glass of wine still in his hand. For a brief moment she shivered for she knew his moods and the sound of his silence. Oh good grief, was that pesky male urge upon him again? She gave her head a shake and her hair bloomed around her porcelain face. No matter. She was tired from her shopping trip and needed her rest. A word of desist would suffice as it always did. Once every month was more than enough for such base encounters she reasoned. The last thing she wanted was to bear another child unto the world. No, Henry would just have to be satisfied with his lot in life.Henry continued to stare at his undressing spouse who had let the black skirt fall to gather at her feet. His jaw steeled as he watched her bend over to pick the garment up thus revealing to his gaze her spectacularly broad bloomered bottom.“The last day with regret.” said the voice in his head.His maid was right. What noble deed was he following? He was head of the household and had rights because of that fact. His mouth felt dry despite the wine. Those rights included the say over his spouse and family. His wife should be beholden only unto him and at the behest of his requirements both emotionally and physically.All his adult life he had been sworn by this sense of husbandly duty and had always submitted to her every whim both in public and private. That she was overt in public was of no import but her dismissal of his urges in private was a nagging boil that he now needed to lanceHe downed the last of the wine and placed the empty glass on the table. Taking a deep breath, he walked over to the side of the large double bed where his wife was slipping the nightgown over her head.At the sound of his approach, Prudence turned around, unable to see her husband for she was still enshrouded under her night garment. “Henry, can you turn out the light dearest and help me with this infuriating thing.”Henry ignored her, grasped her upper arms and lifted her off her feet. Hidden, he could hear her gasp with surprise before beginning to struggle.“Henry, what are you?”Henry kept silent. He carried her to the foot of the bed and dropped her face down, keeping a hand firmly in the small of her back to keep her in place. With his other, he reached up and tugged away the nightgown.Prudence twisted her head to look over her left shoulder. Her face was a blushing mask of surprised indignation. Just what did he think he was doing? He had better stop playing games and let her up forthwith or else! Her furious alarm rose when she felt his free hand clasp the buttons which held the backside of her bloomers together. What? Was he possessed? Had he lost his mind? She writhed harder. That what he wanted was obvious by his very manner but it was most certainly not something she wanted right now!“Henry, dearest, please, you have to let me up,” she gasped as she felt him tugging the second button free. “Look, this is not fair. Dearest husband, you should keep thy urges for when I am agreeable for such a thing. I am tired, give me a few days and I promise you shall have your way, once!”A third button slipped undone. The deep crack of her bottom peeked from the widening gap making him more determined to follow his instinct. After tonight, his lovely wife would know who was master in this household and if he wanted to submit to his desires she would have no choice in the matter. Between his thighs he could feel his penis strain for release from its confines. His lusty gaze fell to his wife’s increasingly exposed backside and swallowed hard. He was determined to teach her there was more to fucking than poking her cunty. The shadow of her secret crack was deep and long. No, tonight it wasn’t her cunty that was going to take the length of his abundant cock. His desire mounted as the last button slipped free and the stretched cloth of her undergarment split wide to set free her glorious arse in all its abundant magnificence.Prudence felt the cool air caress her now bare bottom. Her heart thudded in her chest, and she gasped as she felt his hand suddenly fondling both pale cheeks. This was intolerable! What gave him the right to do with her person as he wished? Used to getting her own way, she drummed her feet on the floor with a mixture of outrage and fear that her husband could be so, so, unreasonable!“Henry,” she muttered. “Stop or else I shall be very, very cross with you!”Her husband ignored her threat and grabbed the abundant flesh of her bottom harder. And what a fine bottom it was indeed. So very full and inviting for any man who wished to cast aside his morals for the pleasures awaiting him. He grimaced for his cock was most insistent on its need to be set free from its confines and to seek that which it hungered for.“Henry, are you listening?”“Be quiet wife,” he interrupted. “I shall not countenance your demands or excuses anymore. From this moment, you will obey my every word when matters of the flesh are in my thoughts. You shall be agreeable to my needs as a loving husband and physical man. Do you understand Prudence?”His wife lay motionless face down on the bed as she considered his terms. He still held both her hands in his at the base of her spine so escape was not an option. Her husband was determined no doubt to extract whatever due he felt was necessary from her person and there was nay anything she could do to prevent such an event!“I understand perfectly well, husband,” she replied coldly. “Tis not oft I say the pleasure is mine and this moment shall it be even less. Do as you will Henry for I submit to your whim as needs must. Indeed, once this penetration is over then tis normal we shall return and the sooner the better I think.” Resigned, she shifted her hips into a more accommodating position for her husband to spear her sex. Despite her graces, she still felt a shiver from experience their past love-making did have faint pleasures, though being a woman of repute she suffered such simple delights with reserve and kept her true emotions hidden. It was unseemly to appear so wanton even in the privacy of ones chambers even unto her mate in life. Until now, Henry was not a man to let his lust rule his head and after the birth of their children, his ardor had settled into a particular routine. Until now..Prudence felt a stirring behind her. Henry was unbuttoning his breeches no doubt and releasing his manhood from its confines. A sudden flush colored her cheeks for the thought of his organ was one which sometimes caught her unawares during idle day dreaming. Brief glimpses caught in the low light of a candle as he slipped beneath the blankets and settled between her firm white thighs. The prodding of its swollen head seeking her wet Venus before the first deep thrust which made the world turn on its axis and the breath catch in her throat. Such a thrust seemed always never ending until the base of his member slapped against the stretched clasp of her womanly lips. It would forever be a guilty pleasure that she would never admit to. Even now, with Henry saddled upon his high horse, she felt the earth move and the forbidden thrill playing with her soul. What had made him so steadfast was not a concern to her anymore for her reasoning had slipped away for she was of high heat and need. Let her husband slake his own lust and she grasp the delirious pang of delight which made the dark glow and her heart sing..Henry, though, had his lust set on more devilish schemes. His cock was now free and he grasped it firmly in his right hand. A gas lamp cast shafts of light through their bedroom window which fell across the raise bottom of his dear wife, the deep dark cleft between both cheeks keeping that which he sought hidden and secret. There was no time for second thoughts or doubt for he was determined on is course. That course was to take the virginity of his wife’s anus come what may.Prudence lifted her head at the first touch of her husband penis to her puss. She was wet now and she could feel the ache of her sex grumbling away as it waited to be sated. Her breathing quickened and her senses began to command her thoughts as she felt his weight settling over her as she lay over the edge of their bed. She gasped as the head of his “engorged penis”, the very word a disgusting delight to her - rubbed up and down her dripping slot.“Henry, I, please do it.” she sighed.But the expected thrust never came.Henry raised the head of his erect prick to push open her bottom cheeks so he could gain free access to the dark rosebud of her bottom hole. The pounding of his heart sounded like waves crashing upon the shore as he pushed down firmly with his left hand to keep his wife in position, for he knew the outrage that would cry forth when he began to force his erection into her virgin anus. Come what may, she would suffer such an invasion despite her protestations. A slight thrust and his cock head eased into the dark cleft and settled against her forbidden fruit. He was breathing hard. His excitement nigh overwhelming him and he fought to keep his spend within. It was time. The moment he had promised would happen was at hand. The one his scullery maid had said he must overcome to satisfy his manhood. The butt of his thumb pressed down on his purple bloated bulb and began to force himself into his wife’s arse.In her whispy daze, Prudence sensed something was amiss. What was he doing? His insistence was too high and if he was not careful he would find himself in a most objectionable position that was as disgusting as it was unfortunate! Was his mind addled by drink? She gasped loudly as she felt his member pressing on more urgently.“Henry,” she muttered, twisting her head to look at her dear husband who was a mask of concentration as he stared down at their joining. “Dearest, what are you doing? Thy aim is poor for the hole you seek is the one below.”Henry shook his head. “There is naught wrong with my aim this night, Prudence. This night I wish to seek delight from your body in other ways. I have suffered the torture of its forbidden temptation for too long in our marriage my love, so on this night I intend to redress the issue and have my wicked way with you no matter what.”Prudence stared at her husband wide eyed. “Henry?” she said, shocked. “Whatever are you on about dearest? Have you gone mad? Do not be so disgusting husband. I shall never submit to such a degrading spectacle. The very thought is abhorrent. Let me up this minute!”Henry held firm as she tried to twist free from his grip. “Enough. I order you to lay still wife for this is a reckoning between us. For too long I had submitted to your whims both in public and private and borne them with sufferance and duty. No more. This night shall be a new beginning for our relationship Prudence for I am determined to put my prick in your arse.”His wife felt her mouth drop open in shock at his coarse language. The sheer vulgarity of such a thing rendered her motionless with surprise under him. His prick?! In her arse?! Despite herself, she felt a shiver when there should be a river of outrage and disgust. Her husband was going to force his rather large member into the tight well of her bottom hole?! The disgusting man. It was if he was no more than the lowest type of vagabond who was ruled by the drink and his lust! That she knew such practices were indulged was of no matter. She was a lady and should be treated as befitting her station as mother and head of the household. She had her respectability to think about. More than anything, she suspected such an act would be very uncomfortable indeed!“No wait, Henry. Please. Be still. Tis not a thing to make a wife endure,” she pleaded. “I am afraid of the pain it will bring.”“Nonsense.” replied her husband. “As with your cunty, the pain of your first arse fucking will fade with use. As I have made plain Prudence, from this night forth I shall ensure that we partake of all pleasures of the flesh available to us as man and wife. The first time is one to endure, but from henceforth the delights of such an adventure shall become apparent. It is of some import to me that such a thing is so for my love of thee is not in doubt. Now, let us enjoy the fruits of our loins. Prepare yourself for I am about to take the virginity of your anus.”Beneath him, he felt his wife submit to his words.Prudence was drowning in a sea of emotion. That he loved her was in no doubt and that she loved him still was not in question. He was right in some way. With her whiles and charms, she had held sway over him for all their years together. Her manner had never been one to let her be ordered around and told what to say, do and think. She was so surprised it had taken so long for him to assert himself. Things, apparently, were about to change.“Oh, Henry. If you must, but please take care.” she whimpered as she felt him beginning to invade her bottom.Prudence groaned loudly with a mixture of pain and sufferance as she felt her husband’s penis force its way through her resistance and up deep into the canal of her anus. The white flash of pain made her scrabble and bite the blanket as it washed over her in an agonizing burst of deep dominance and her utter subservience.“Ah, oh Henry,” she winced. “I cannot bear it. Your manhood is tearing me asunder inside. I can feel it's heat in my very belly.”Henry groaned for he was a tingle all over. He had done it. His cock was sheathed to the hilt in the warm tight grip of his beloved’s arse. The sensations were overwhelming and he prayed he would not expel his seed in such spasms of ecstasy. Their first arse fuck had to be one they would remember. He thrust his hips gently enjoying the soft slap of his heavy scrotum against her wet cunt. He was ecstatic. He flexed his massive prick inside her bowels and smiled as she gave a surprised exclamation at the sensation.For the game to be of more worth she would need to learn the language of the gutter.“Do you like my immense cock in your arse, Prudence?” he asked with a smile. He well imagined her blush at his choice of words. “That I love putting my iron rod in your bottom is without question. My cock loves being in thy tight arse dearest.”Prudence quivered as she listened to her husband. His words like fireworks in the dark as her soul wept around his buried organ. His organ. His penis. What had he called it? That naughty word that made her toes curl. His cock. His immense cock. She groaned again for a guilty moment of bliss suffused her whole body in white joy. To think that such a disgusting act could bring forth such abundant sweetness was a thing to amaze her. The heat in her loins was of a kind she nigh thought possible. Such heat was kindled by his words. Those filthy, vulgar, base but oh so appropriate words.She licked her lips. What resistance was gone and mere folly to chase by now. He husband’s desires had lain waste to whatever bedroom morals she had hid behind for all these years. She felt, excited. A strange sort of liberation. The dawning that any act was worthy in pursuit of such pleasure. One more virginity had gone. Her mouth was dry for the last was a thing he would make her do as well. She would feign outrage but, in her heart, she knew look forward to such a thing. But that was for later.“Say it.” said Henry.“No, please love. I cannot.” she whispered. “Such words are too dirty to speak aloud.” Inwardly, she smiled for she knew she would. She yelped suddenly for he eased his hips back and she felt the slow slither of his member as it exited her anus. It’s loss indescribable. She wriggled her bottom at him in frustration. Her husband, the bounder, was going to make her beg for his meat.“Prudence.”She bit her lip and felt her face aflame with shame. “Dearest Henry,” she whimpered. Oh, this horrid beastly man. How could he torture her so after awakening her sexuality? “I, I, I need your thing. Your cock. Your big cock. Please Henry.” Her bottom hole was gaping and twitching as if calling for it.“And, just where do you want me to put my big fat cock, Prudence?” Henry held his organ at the entrance to her anus. Teasing her, by letting its weeping head touch the crown of her dark hole.The insufferable cur!“In, in my bottom, Sir,” she wheedled. “Tis with pleading that I ask you to take thy impressive prick, your magnificent cock, and spear it deep into my poor sore bottom hole. Make haste for I shall lose my mind.”“Once my cock is in your bottom Prudence,” he said, with a broad grin on his face. “What shall I do with it?” It was not his wife who would lose his mind but him. His staff ached with the waiting and his balls felt swollen in their sac. He pushed forward and grunted as her arse swallowed him whole again.Prudence reared up as she felt him slither into her again. Such sweet agony! All those years wasted when such surprise and delights were near. Silly little girl. Her first taste had her desperately wanting more and more and more. She had pushed up on her hands and glanced at her man over her right shoulder with her hair cascading around her.“My arse, Sir,” she ordered. “I want you to take that splendid cock of thine and bugger me till thy feel the compulsion to spend. Dare not remove it for my anus awaits the soothe balm of it to attest my devotion and love. A fucking I seek Sir. Fuck my virgin arse dearest for tis now I understand thy reasons in claiming it.”Into the night and early dawn did Henry and Prudence rediscover the simple pleasures of life and sex.The soft pale light of the next day’s dawn found Prudence on her knees at her husband’s feet. She looked up with devotion as Henry took his stiff cock in hand.“Open your mouth dearest,” he told her. “Tell me what you want to do.”His wife grimaced at the dull ache nagging deep in her bowels for thrice during the night he had plundered her bottom passage. True to his word, each vigorous fucking had brought forth less pain and sprang for untold wonders that had her crying, begging and whispering endearments as he thrust mightily away. His, what had he called it again?, his spunk has been copious in its frothing amount, most of which was still seeping from her red sore hole.Another delight of discovery was at hand, literally. Such a deed a mere day ago would have her aghast and calling for the Peel. But not now. Not after last night. She wanted more of what he could give. Her imagination had been set free and dirty dreams danced before her. Her bottom twitched as she glanced at the length of his leather belt as it lay across the bedside chair. Beware what you wish for she chided herself. She smiled to herself. She suspected she could match her husband for outrageous fortune somehow. But now she needed to learn this. This oral adventure.“Dearest Henry,” she smiled sweetly. “Indulge me please. Tis a thing I’ve oft mused when no one is around and tis something that thrills me to the bone. Such a naughty thing it is for I feel such a wanton whore for even contemplating it. But Sir, if I may be so bold. I wish the privilege of sucking your impressive cock and the honor to taste the rush of thy spunk until I drink thy balls dry.”Henry bent down and kissed his wife on the lips. “I feel the honor is all mine.” he said with love. Such an act from his beloved thrilled him to the marrow. Finally, after all this time, he felt she was his. The love he felt was without fault or measure. As her sweet soft lips licked and kissed the bloated head of his cock, he made a mental note to slip a little reward into his scullery maids wage packet for giving him the courage of his convictions.There would also be the small matter to find her another employer. Just to be on the safe side and to avoid any possible awkward situations in the future. He had no doubt she would find gainful employ soon enough as she was a diligent and careful worker and his reference would count in her favor.He felt a twinge of guilt. But it was a momentary passing for his groin was awash with the delight of having his wife sucking enthusiastically on his well-used member.The past was the past. The only thing that mattered was the future. A future bright with the deep love and wanton desires of his sexually blossoming spouse.By Ian56 for Literotica
Prudence Plundered – A Victorian Master takes charge of his prim and proper wife.By Ian56. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.In 19th century London, Henry Chambers was a man of note and some means. Left a not inconsiderable estate by his late father, he had speculated wisely in the city and had become a respected authority on the whims and fate of the money markets. Such was his status; his advice was sought from wide and far on all matters related to the pursuit of wealth and financial contentment.He lived in a resplendent mansion in one of the most fashionable areas of Westminster where he indulged his public passions for art and fine literature. At the age of 50, he considered himself most satisfied with his lot and was able to look upon the years of his life with justifiable pride at his endeavors. His social standing had increased measurably due to his marriage some 20 years previously to Prudence, his dear love, whom he had been introduced to by one of his clients at a New Year's Eve gala. Prudence had been the third daughter of the famous Fitzpatrick dynasty who had made their name in the early 1840’s as mineral traders and importers. For Henry Chambers it was love at first sight but his attentions had at first been met with a dry indifference by the handsome Miss Prudence who bore her airs and graces with a lofty distain, and it was not without some serious wooing and courtship on his part did he finally win her hand and agree to become his wife.Three daughters and two decades later, she was still a remarkably attractive filly whose abundant charms had grown even more impressive with age and no man felt as proud as Henry Chambers did with such a jewel on his arm when out socializing in polite respectable society.To polite society they presented themselves as a loving devoted couple but for Henry, beneath this nods and smiles, he nurtured a deep dark secret that even his dear wife knew nothing about..“Avast wench,” said Henry, heroically. “I sense the shiver of lust cursing through thy bones I do. But fear not for I am the one to satisfy the aching of thy hairy damp pit with my trusty weapon. Take it out I say,” he bellowed, standing bare-chested with his hands on his hips. “Take out my emboldened cock for it is the deliverer of your salvation and redemption!”At his feet, Bessie, his number two scullery maid, clasped her hands together in rapt but pleading forgiveness. At his command, she reached up and began to tug and undo the laces at the front of his breeches.“Oh, Sir!” she exclaimed, her exposed bosom quivering in the flickering candle light most impressively. “Have mercy on a mere serving girl Sir for I am naught but a slave to these wanton desires of which I have no sense. Such sinful words are a torment Sir, a torment!”“Sinful?” snorted Henry. “I shall have you know there is no finer word for a gentleman’s member than Cock!” He thrust his hips forward to impress his point. “What else do you know such a thing by wench?”Bessie, her curly red hair cascading over her sweet natured face, grunted with frustration as she tugged on her masters entwined laces, her eyes fixed on his obvious arousal beneath the cloth. “For shame Sir, tis innocent I be and only know such sinful names from the station I keep and from those that wallow in the gutter below.”Her face was purple from her efforts until, with a final pull, the laces came free and the front of his breeches sprang open. She gasped despite herself as his bloated deep crimson headed penis slithered and unfurled before her flushed face. Its mass expanding outrageously to reveal a most huge and impressive weapon that had her gasping in high heat and desire. She looked up at him with wide eyes as he stood leering lewdly down. “That Sir,” she gasped in wonder. “Is a prick the like of which I have nay seen and a prick that strikes fear into the well of my cunt so it does.”Henry grabbed his lolling cock. “I like prick. The vulgarity of such a nasty word is worthy of an occasion such as this lass. I intend to take this prick of mine and spear and plunge deeply into that juicy cunt that lays waiting between your firm thighs. Do you expect any less, wench?” His right hand was gently stroking his tumescence and the quivers of ecstasy were sweeping from his groin to his toes and back again. At each up stroke his spare skin withered and unfurled with greater abandon as the head of his organ began to leak his pre-spend.“No Sir,” shivered the maid, her face aflame with her heaving lust. “Though my faint heart flutters at the prospect of such a tight cunty as my own being invaded by such a weeping monster I shall bear its sweet agony with resolve and duty.”She reached up and grasped his veined cock in her slim right hand, her fingers barely able to circumvent its pulsing fatness. Her mouth was dry and her desire urged her to taste his meat. “Sir,” she said hesitantly as she rubbed the underside of his magnificence with her thumb. “I fear my need is becoming overwhelming and its constant whisper begs that I ask you the favor of feeding your prick into my mouth for me to suck on without shame.”Henry felt his heavy under hanging balls tighten in their hairy sac at the lascivious nature of her words. The thought of his comely maid devouring his outsized cock was one to savor for, alas, T'was only under such circumstance as their clandestine meetings whilst his dear wife was away that such a pleasure be upon him.He frowned inwardly at the merest glimmer of his wife for even though he loved her passionately she was cautiously high strung and the very idea of anything more than straight forward love-making was abhorrent to her whiles. Heaven forbid he so much as suggested she pleasure him with her sweet mouth!The frustration he felt at her lack of adventure had lain heavy upon him for all of their marriage. His pursuit of this adventure had found him cast between the firm thighs of his scullery maid who had no such hesitation in joining him in seeking pleasures of the flesh. Indeed, she had suggested and encouraged him on such dark travels that even made him gape at their outrageous landscapes. If only his wife had the merest hint at such mischief and want.His mind drifted as he considered his dear heart on her knees before him, begging to take his staff between her lips and to suck out his thick creamy spend. The stuff dreams are made of he mused. Egad, he wished for nothing more than to ravish Prudence with eager abandon and have her panting beneath him like a bitch on heat, urging him on to fuck the ripe bulb of her vagina with all his might.Bessie glanced up as she fisted her Masters Iron rod. His eyes were closed and he swayed slightly in rhythm to the pleasure of her ministrations. She knew that look for he had spoken idly with her after their exertions had ceased about his frustration and regret. Her Mistress was a sore old fish she thought. Blessed with good looks and a fine figure she was to all intents and purpose primrose, stuff and duty with naught in between. Bessie could only imagine her frigid nature in bed. T'was no surprise her employer sought comfort in the arms of another.His bloated angry cock head was nigh kissing her lips and in that moment she knew it was her duty to ease his frustration. Shifting forward slightly, she opened her mouth as wide as possible and slipped her stretched lips over his pulsing bulge and down over his shaft until she felt his mushroom butt the back of her throat. The smell and taste teased her senses as she began to draw back and suck deeply on his organ. The sucking of cock was to her a delight, a dirty devilish deed that warmed her soul for she knew she was skilled and the pleasure it would bring in its wake. She smiled at the sound of his sigh and lowered her head again as she sucked his prick to her hearts content.In her small room, the oak creaked and groaned as Henry forced his rigid cock into the maid’s succulent cunt as he held her face down over the end of the bed. Deeper he plunged until the neck of his organ slapped wetly against the petals of her orifice which clung eagerly to his girth as if trying to capture its thrust and never let go. The pleasure washed over them in warm wafts as the heat of their fucking grew steadily to a crescendo that had them both grunting and crying out loud. The room bore witness to the depths of their lust and the insanity of their passion.“Take my fucking cock wench,” hissed Henry as he speared her again and again. His appendage was glistening with his pre-spend and her copious seepage now that the climax was near. “Thy swollen twat shall be sore for a week once I have had my way with you Bessie.”Bessie scrabbled at the bedclothes feeling his tumescence crest deep within her belly. Her poor cunty felt over stuffed with cock and the ecstasy was so never ending she feared she might faint at its joys. “Oh Sir,” she gabbled. “Again. Again. Punish my poor cunty with your huge prick. Tis wonderful. Oh Sir! I can feel another climax building within. Fuck me Sir!”The plain oak bed creaked and groaned louder.Henry stared down at his mount, leering at the sight of her full arse wobbling from between the confines of her tugged open white bloomers. His feverish hands reached under her to grasp and kneed each full and impressive tit that had over spilled from the top of her starched blouse. He pinched each swollen teat making her shriek then moan with painful pleasure. He jabbed his cock into her again thus lifting her off her feet and held her against him as he flexed the muscles in his firm backside.For a man of his years, he was still in fine shape and built for stamina. He slithered slowly out of her cunt making her whimper and claw at his naked thighs. Before the next thrust he gave her pale arse a firm slap that made her yelp in surprise. He grinned. Unknown to her, he had come across a book that detailed how the matter of pain by deed of flagellation or spanking was one which was being much discussed in secret society as a means of further sexual exploration, and it was one he was most interested in discovering with his pretty 19 year old maid at a future date.But that would be for another time. The matter at hand was to slake his lust before his wife got home!Bessie stood over the small bowl and began to wipe between her thighs with the damp cloth. She winced slightly for her well poked vagina was blistered and sore from its vigorous shafting by her employers cock. She could feel his spend seeping from between her flower and she shook her head with a smile for the amount of his cum was a never ending surprise. Behind her, he stood fastening his breeches and making himself decent again. She realized his wife would be home soon and it was with sly female knowing that she had eased his need before she got back. Her Mistress would benefit from a good night's sleep this night no doubt. Though that was but a small victory for she had learned through servant gossip that the pair rarely indulged in marital bliss these days. She felt a slight pinch of regret for him. Mayhap she should offer a word or two.“Have I pleased you, Sir?” she asked.He looked at her. “As always Bessie,” he smiled. “I can walk in society now without feeling as if the frustration of my cock weighs heavily like a ball and chain.”Bessie smiled. “I be glad, Sir.” She paused and bit her lip. Should she be so bold? Her station was only to listen and obey after all. But he had loved her nearly a dozen times now and perhaps he would consider her opinion. “Sir, if I may?”He stood at the door to her quarters. “Yes?”Bessie looked at him. “My mamma always told me never to be untrue to one self. In life, one has to live as if each day is the last and the day should be lived as if twas the last day. Do not let frustration spoil that last day with regret Sir.”Henry looked at his servant. A moment of understanding passed between them until he opened the door and quietly left.Dinner was served at eight o'clock sharp.At one end of the long table sat Henry and at the other end, his wife, Prudence, who fiddled with the food on her plate as she was wont to do. Henry looked at her as he idly swilled the wine in his half empty glass. Their conversation was one sided and she chatted away about this and that, and how her day had gone. Dressed in a lace blouse whose frills danced around the crown of her neck, a sensible cut of pleated black ankle length skirt and strapped black knee boots, she looked as ravishing as ever to his gaze. At forty three years and the bearer of his three children, she had lost none of the vitality and beauty that had clasped his heart all those decades ago. He took another sip of wine and felt a familiar stirring in his loins. Despite the events of this afternoon he still felt the pang of desire whenever he looked at his wife. E gads, why did she have to be so willful and disinterested in the physical side of their marriage?!“and I said we would be delighted and honored to attend your ball.”Henry blinked. “What?”Prudence put down her fork and looked at him in that way she had that made him feel slightly guilty. She dabbed the napkin over her full perfect lips. “Really dearest, I swear you look as if your head is in the clouds again. I was saying, Lady Fabisham has invited us to her winter bash on the 16th of December. I told her we would be delighted to attend such a society event. Everyone of worth shall be there. With good fortune, you may be able to charm some new business contacts and opportunities. By the by, I shall need a new frock for such an occasion for one must keep up appearances in such company. A small increase in my allowance is agreeable I’m sure. Heavens, I can’t wait!”Henry pursed his lips, deep in thought for her words drifted in one ear and out the other. There were so many balls, galas, invites to this and that these days that to his mind they all merged into one unedifying mass of time wasted. He had more important things on his mind this night. He took another sip from his glass and waited for the moment when they would retire to their bedchambers later that evening.Prudence stood before the long mirror in their bedroom unpinning her long and lustrous auburn hair. She could see her husband's reflection as he leaned against the door watching her with the glass of wine still in his hand. For a brief moment she shivered for she knew his moods and the sound of his silence. Oh good grief, was that pesky male urge upon him again? She gave her head a shake and her hair bloomed around her porcelain face. No matter. She was tired from her shopping trip and needed her rest. A word of desist would suffice as it always did. Once every month was more than enough for such base encounters she reasoned. The last thing she wanted was to bear another child unto the world. No, Henry would just have to be satisfied with his lot in life.Henry continued to stare at his undressing spouse who had let the black skirt fall to gather at her feet. His jaw steeled as he watched her bend over to pick the garment up thus revealing to his gaze her spectacularly broad bloomered bottom.“The last day with regret.” said the voice in his head.His maid was right. What noble deed was he following? He was head of the household and had rights because of that fact. His mouth felt dry despite the wine. Those rights included the say over his spouse and family. His wife should be beholden only unto him and at the behest of his requirements both emotionally and physically.All his adult life he had been sworn by this sense of husbandly duty and had always submitted to her every whim both in public and private. That she was overt in public was of no import but her dismissal of his urges in private was a nagging boil that he now needed to lanceHe downed the last of the wine and placed the empty glass on the table. Taking a deep breath, he walked over to the side of the large double bed where his wife was slipping the nightgown over her head.At the sound of his approach, Prudence turned around, unable to see her husband for she was still enshrouded under her night garment. “Henry, can you turn out the light dearest and help me with this infuriating thing.”Henry ignored her, grasped her upper arms and lifted her off her feet. Hidden, he could hear her gasp with surprise before beginning to struggle.“Henry, what are you?”Henry kept silent. He carried her to the foot of the bed and dropped her face down, keeping a hand firmly in the small of her back to keep her in place. With his other, he reached up and tugged away the nightgown.Prudence twisted her head to look over her left shoulder. Her face was a blushing mask of surprised indignation. Just what did he think he was doing? He had better stop playing games and let her up forthwith or else! Her furious alarm rose when she felt his free hand clasp the buttons which held the backside of her bloomers together. What? Was he possessed? Had he lost his mind? She writhed harder. That what he wanted was obvious by his very manner but it was most certainly not something she wanted right now!“Henry, dearest, please, you have to let me up,” she gasped as she felt him tugging the second button free. “Look, this is not fair. Dearest husband, you should keep thy urges for when I am agreeable for such a thing. I am tired, give me a few days and I promise you shall have your way, once!”A third button slipped undone. The deep crack of her bottom peeked from the widening gap making him more determined to follow his instinct. After tonight, his lovely wife would know who was master in this household and if he wanted to submit to his desires she would have no choice in the matter. Between his thighs he could feel his penis strain for release from its confines. His lusty gaze fell to his wife’s increasingly exposed backside and swallowed hard. He was determined to teach her there was more to fucking than poking her cunty. The shadow of her secret crack was deep and long. No, tonight it wasn’t her cunty that was going to take the length of his abundant cock. His desire mounted as the last button slipped free and the stretched cloth of her undergarment split wide to set free her glorious arse in all its abundant magnificence.Prudence felt the cool air caress her now bare bottom. Her heart thudded in her chest, and she gasped as she felt his hand suddenly fondling both pale cheeks. This was intolerable! What gave him the right to do with her person as he wished? Used to getting her own way, she drummed her feet on the floor with a mixture of outrage and fear that her husband could be so, so, unreasonable!“Henry,” she muttered. “Stop or else I shall be very, very cross with you!”Her husband ignored her threat and grabbed the abundant flesh of her bottom harder. And what a fine bottom it was indeed. So very full and inviting for any man who wished to cast aside his morals for the pleasures awaiting him. He grimaced for his cock was most insistent on its need to be set free from its confines and to seek that which it hungered for.“Henry, are you listening?”“Be quiet wife,” he interrupted. “I shall not countenance your demands or excuses anymore. From this moment, you will obey my every word when matters of the flesh are in my thoughts. You shall be agreeable to my needs as a loving husband and physical man. Do you understand Prudence?”His wife lay motionless face down on the bed as she considered his terms. He still held both her hands in his at the base of her spine so escape was not an option. Her husband was determined no doubt to extract whatever due he felt was necessary from her person and there was nay anything she could do to prevent such an event!“I understand perfectly well, husband,” she replied coldly. “Tis not oft I say the pleasure is mine and this moment shall it be even less. Do as you will Henry for I submit to your whim as needs must. Indeed, once this penetration is over then tis normal we shall return and the sooner the better I think.” Resigned, she shifted her hips into a more accommodating position for her husband to spear her sex. Despite her graces, she still felt a shiver from experience their past love-making did have faint pleasures, though being a woman of repute she suffered such simple delights with reserve and kept her true emotions hidden. It was unseemly to appear so wanton even in the privacy of ones chambers even unto her mate in life. Until now, Henry was not a man to let his lust rule his head and after the birth of their children, his ardor had settled into a particular routine. Until now..Prudence felt a stirring behind her. Henry was unbuttoning his breeches no doubt and releasing his manhood from its confines. A sudden flush colored her cheeks for the thought of his organ was one which sometimes caught her unawares during idle day dreaming. Brief glimpses caught in the low light of a candle as he slipped beneath the blankets and settled between her firm white thighs. The prodding of its swollen head seeking her wet Venus before the first deep thrust which made the world turn on its axis and the breath catch in her throat. Such a thrust seemed always never ending until the base of his member slapped against the stretched clasp of her womanly lips. It would forever be a guilty pleasure that she would never admit to. Even now, with Henry saddled upon his high horse, she felt the earth move and the forbidden thrill playing with her soul. What had made him so steadfast was not a concern to her anymore for her reasoning had slipped away for she was of high heat and need. Let her husband slake his own lust and she grasp the delirious pang of delight which made the dark glow and her heart sing..Henry, though, had his lust set on more devilish schemes. His cock was now free and he grasped it firmly in his right hand. A gas lamp cast shafts of light through their bedroom window which fell across the raise bottom of his dear wife, the deep dark cleft between both cheeks keeping that which he sought hidden and secret. There was no time for second thoughts or doubt for he was determined on is course. That course was to take the virginity of his wife’s anus come what may.Prudence lifted her head at the first touch of her husband penis to her puss. She was wet now and she could feel the ache of her sex grumbling away as it waited to be sated. Her breathing quickened and her senses began to command her thoughts as she felt his weight settling over her as she lay over the edge of their bed. She gasped as the head of his “engorged penis”, the very word a disgusting delight to her - rubbed up and down her dripping slot.“Henry, I, please do it.” she sighed.But the expected thrust never came.Henry raised the head of his erect prick to push open her bottom cheeks so he could gain free access to the dark rosebud of her bottom hole. The pounding of his heart sounded like waves crashing upon the shore as he pushed down firmly with his left hand to keep his wife in position, for he knew the outrage that would cry forth when he began to force his erection into her virgin anus. Come what may, she would suffer such an invasion despite her protestations. A slight thrust and his cock head eased into the dark cleft and settled against her forbidden fruit. He was breathing hard. His excitement nigh overwhelming him and he fought to keep his spend within. It was time. The moment he had promised would happen was at hand. The one his scullery maid had said he must overcome to satisfy his manhood. The butt of his thumb pressed down on his purple bloated bulb and began to force himself into his wife’s arse.In her whispy daze, Prudence sensed something was amiss. What was he doing? His insistence was too high and if he was not careful he would find himself in a most objectionable position that was as disgusting as it was unfortunate! Was his mind addled by drink? She gasped loudly as she felt his member pressing on more urgently.“Henry,” she muttered, twisting her head to look at her dear husband who was a mask of concentration as he stared down at their joining. “Dearest, what are you doing? Thy aim is poor for the hole you seek is the one below.”Henry shook his head. “There is naught wrong with my aim this night, Prudence. This night I wish to seek delight from your body in other ways. I have suffered the torture of its forbidden temptation for too long in our marriage my love, so on this night I intend to redress the issue and have my wicked way with you no matter what.”Prudence stared at her husband wide eyed. “Henry?” she said, shocked. “Whatever are you on about dearest? Have you gone mad? Do not be so disgusting husband. I shall never submit to such a degrading spectacle. The very thought is abhorrent. Let me up this minute!”Henry held firm as she tried to twist free from his grip. “Enough. I order you to lay still wife for this is a reckoning between us. For too long I had submitted to your whims both in public and private and borne them with sufferance and duty. No more. This night shall be a new beginning for our relationship Prudence for I am determined to put my prick in your arse.”His wife felt her mouth drop open in shock at his coarse language. The sheer vulgarity of such a thing rendered her motionless with surprise under him. His prick?! In her arse?! Despite herself, she felt a shiver when there should be a river of outrage and disgust. Her husband was going to force his rather large member into the tight well of her bottom hole?! The disgusting man. It was if he was no more than the lowest type of vagabond who was ruled by the drink and his lust! That she knew such practices were indulged was of no matter. She was a lady and should be treated as befitting her station as mother and head of the household. She had her respectability to think about. More than anything, she suspected such an act would be very uncomfortable indeed!“No wait, Henry. Please. Be still. Tis not a thing to make a wife endure,” she pleaded. “I am afraid of the pain it will bring.”“Nonsense.” replied her husband. “As with your cunty, the pain of your first arse fucking will fade with use. As I have made plain Prudence, from this night forth I shall ensure that we partake of all pleasures of the flesh available to us as man and wife. The first time is one to endure, but from henceforth the delights of such an adventure shall become apparent. It is of some import to me that such a thing is so for my love of thee is not in doubt. Now, let us enjoy the fruits of our loins. Prepare yourself for I am about to take the virginity of your anus.”Beneath him, he felt his wife submit to his words.Prudence was drowning in a sea of emotion. That he loved her was in no doubt and that she loved him still was not in question. He was right in some way. With her whiles and charms, she had held sway over him for all their years together. Her manner had never been one to let her be ordered around and told what to say, do and think. She was so surprised it had taken so long for him to assert himself. Things, apparently, were about to change.“Oh, Henry. If you must, but please take care.” she whimpered as she felt him beginning to invade her bottom.Prudence groaned loudly with a mixture of pain and sufferance as she felt her husband’s penis force its way through her resistance and up deep into the canal of her anus. The white flash of pain made her scrabble and bite the blanket as it washed over her in an agonizing burst of deep dominance and her utter subservience.“Ah, oh Henry,” she winced. “I cannot bear it. Your manhood is tearing me asunder inside. I can feel it's heat in my very belly.”Henry groaned for he was a tingle all over. He had done it. His cock was sheathed to the hilt in the warm tight grip of his beloved’s arse. The sensations were overwhelming and he prayed he would not expel his seed in such spasms of ecstasy. Their first arse fuck had to be one they would remember. He thrust his hips gently enjoying the soft slap of his heavy scrotum against her wet cunt. He was ecstatic. He flexed his massive prick inside her bowels and smiled as she gave a surprised exclamation at the sensation.For the game to be of more worth she would need to learn the language of the gutter.“Do you like my immense cock in your arse, Prudence?” he asked with a smile. He well imagined her blush at his choice of words. “That I love putting my iron rod in your bottom is without question. My cock loves being in thy tight arse dearest.”Prudence quivered as she listened to her husband. His words like fireworks in the dark as her soul wept around his buried organ. His organ. His penis. What had he called it? That naughty word that made her toes curl. His cock. His immense cock. She groaned again for a guilty moment of bliss suffused her whole body in white joy. To think that such a disgusting act could bring forth such abundant sweetness was a thing to amaze her. The heat in her loins was of a kind she nigh thought possible. Such heat was kindled by his words. Those filthy, vulgar, base but oh so appropriate words.She licked her lips. What resistance was gone and mere folly to chase by now. He husband’s desires had lain waste to whatever bedroom morals she had hid behind for all these years. She felt, excited. A strange sort of liberation. The dawning that any act was worthy in pursuit of such pleasure. One more virginity had gone. Her mouth was dry for the last was a thing he would make her do as well. She would feign outrage but, in her heart, she knew look forward to such a thing. But that was for later.“Say it.” said Henry.“No, please love. I cannot.” she whispered. “Such words are too dirty to speak aloud.” Inwardly, she smiled for she knew she would. She yelped suddenly for he eased his hips back and she felt the slow slither of his member as it exited her anus. It’s loss indescribable. She wriggled her bottom at him in frustration. Her husband, the bounder, was going to make her beg for his meat.“Prudence.”She bit her lip and felt her face aflame with shame. “Dearest Henry,” she whimpered. Oh, this horrid beastly man. How could he torture her so after awakening her sexuality? “I, I, I need your thing. Your cock. Your big cock. Please Henry.” Her bottom hole was gaping and twitching as if calling for it.“And, just where do you want me to put my big fat cock, Prudence?” Henry held his organ at the entrance to her anus. Teasing her, by letting its weeping head touch the crown of her dark hole.The insufferable cur!“In, in my bottom, Sir,” she wheedled. “Tis with pleading that I ask you to take thy impressive prick, your magnificent cock, and spear it deep into my poor sore bottom hole. Make haste for I shall lose my mind.”“Once my cock is in your bottom Prudence,” he said, with a broad grin on his face. “What shall I do with it?” It was not his wife who would lose his mind but him. His staff ached with the waiting and his balls felt swollen in their sac. He pushed forward and grunted as her arse swallowed him whole again.Prudence reared up as she felt him slither into her again. Such sweet agony! All those years wasted when such surprise and delights were near. Silly little girl. Her first taste had her desperately wanting more and more and more. She had pushed up on her hands and glanced at her man over her right shoulder with her hair cascading around her.“My arse, Sir,” she ordered. “I want you to take that splendid cock of thine and bugger me till thy feel the compulsion to spend. Dare not remove it for my anus awaits the soothe balm of it to attest my devotion and love. A fucking I seek Sir. Fuck my virgin arse dearest for tis now I understand thy reasons in claiming it.”Into the night and early dawn did Henry and Prudence rediscover the simple pleasures of life and sex.The soft pale light of the next day’s dawn found Prudence on her knees at her husband’s feet. She looked up with devotion as Henry took his stiff cock in hand.“Open your mouth dearest,” he told her. “Tell me what you want to do.”His wife grimaced at the dull ache nagging deep in her bowels for thrice during the night he had plundered her bottom passage. True to his word, each vigorous fucking had brought forth less pain and sprang for untold wonders that had her crying, begging and whispering endearments as he thrust mightily away. His, what had he called it again?, his spunk has been copious in its frothing amount, most of which was still seeping from her red sore hole.Another delight of discovery was at hand, literally. Such a deed a mere day ago would have her aghast and calling for the Peel. But not now. Not after last night. She wanted more of what he could give. Her imagination had been set free and dirty dreams danced before her. Her bottom twitched as she glanced at the length of his leather belt as it lay across the bedside chair. Beware what you wish for she chided herself. She smiled to herself. She suspected she could match her husband for outrageous fortune somehow. But now she needed to learn this. This oral adventure.“Dearest Henry,” she smiled sweetly. “Indulge me please. Tis a thing I’ve oft mused when no one is around and tis something that thrills me to the bone. Such a naughty thing it is for I feel such a wanton whore for even contemplating it. But Sir, if I may be so bold. I wish the privilege of sucking your impressive cock and the honor to taste the rush of thy spunk until I drink thy balls dry.”Henry bent down and kissed his wife on the lips. “I feel the honor is all mine.” he said with love. Such an act from his beloved thrilled him to the marrow. Finally, after all this time, he felt she was his. The love he felt was without fault or measure. As her sweet soft lips licked and kissed the bloated head of his cock, he made a mental note to slip a little reward into his scullery maids wage packet for giving him the courage of his convictions.There would also be the small matter to find her another employer. Just to be on the safe side and to avoid any possible awkward situations in the future. He had no doubt she would find gainful employ soon enough as she was a diligent and careful worker and his reference would count in her favor.He felt a twinge of guilt. But it was a momentary passing for his groin was awash with the delight of having his wife sucking enthusiastically on his well-used member.The past was the past. The only thing that mattered was the future. A future bright with the deep love and wanton desires of his sexually blossoming spouse.By Ian56 for Literotica
Hey gang! The Bikini Bottom Bad Boys are back at it again with another review and discussion of a season 5 epi! Today we'll follow Spongebob and Patrick as they accidentally board a sea vessel carrying prisoners (EGAD!) and the time the boys are stranded for months in the wilderness only to find an old cave dweller who "helps" them? It's a romp-stomping good time, and we sure do hope you enjoy! Check out our patreon if you'd like! Thank you all! patreon.com/stripedsweater
The puns fly thick-and-fast in a grid that is filled with panache, pizzazz, and other classy words that start with the letter p. Just consider 99D, School name that sounds like a Canadian territory, UCONN (brilliant!!); or 77D, What might lead to a bridge?, VERSE (bravo!); and 44A, Anatomical stabilizer, TOE (bodacious!). We've got all the deets in today's exciting episode, so download, have a listen, and then impress your neighbors with your (possibly) newly acquired knowledge of AXOLOTLYs and company.Show note imagery: The cutest salamander ever, the AXOLOTYLContact Info:We love listener mail! Drop us a line, crosswordpodcast@icloud.com.Also, we're on FaceBook, so feel free to drop by there and strike up a conversation!
A superb Sunday crossword by Michael Schlossberg, meeting the cruciverbal RDA for:old-timey clues -- 5A, "Yikes!", EGAD, and 19A, "Sounds 'bout right to me", IRECKONSO; birds that Mike has never heard of -- 3D, Bird also known as a lapwing, PEWIT, and 84D, Bittern, e.g., HERON; and a word that neither of the cohosts had heard of -- 2D, Petrichor, n.: The pleasant _________ of rainfall on dry soil, AROMA (but to be clear, the word we were unfamiliar with was Petrichor, we nose, er, know, all about AROMA).All in all a fine addition to the Michael Schlossberg pantheon of great crosswords, and 5 squares on the JAMCR scale.A reminder, to get more out of this and every episode, we provide a link to xwordinfo.com, where you can see the entire crossword, filled out, with the accompanying clues. So if you have't solved the crossword yet but don't mind a huge spoiler, check out the site so you can better follow along as we meander through the grid.Show note imagery: Gian Carlo Menotti's AMAHL and the Night Visitors.Contact Info:We love listener mail! Drop us a line, crosswordpodcast@icloud.com.Also, we're on FaceBook, so feel free to drop by there and strike up a conversation!
Nebraska football appears to be making some big moves in the portal. Kyle McCord visiting Nebraska today word now is Dylan Raiola is back in the mix to flip to Nebraska's 2024 recruiting class... Jeff Sims is out. Egad. There's a boatload going on! Nebraska volleyball is preparing for the Final Four between our beloved Huskers, Pitt, Wisconsin and Texas.
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Most of the denizens of official Washington are fanning themselves over the prospect of a government shutdown. That's because, as usual, Congress hasn't done its job.
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A picture-perfect crossword, with an LOL theme, a geographically wide-ranging set of clues (from 35A, Manhattan neighborhood next to SoHo, NOLITA, to 36D,Hawaiian island shaped like an apostrophe, LANAI, to 42D, Setting for many van Gogh works, ARLES), and a few other goodies that we delve into in today's episode.Remember, the NYTimes crossword is a great way to stretch your vocabulary, keep your pop culture references up-to-date, and impress your friends at parties (if you go to those sorts of parties, which you most definitely should). Just go to nytimes.com/crosswords, they'd love to have you as a subscriber! And we would too! If you like this podcast please a) hit the subscribe button and b) tell your friends about us.Contact Info:We love listener mail! Drop us a line, crosswordpodcast@icloud.com.Also, we're on FaceBook, so feel free to drop by there and strike up a conversation!
Egad! It's going to be the LAST SEASON of the Animaniacs Reboot?!? The hosts of the Animanicast watch the teaser trailer, share their thoughts, and share feedback from listeners.
Episode 10 of Harbor City Local TV Space Coast Music Festival pre-show! All information at spacecoastrocks.com We speak with David Morgan of Morgan Financial, title sponsor of the Space Coast Music Festival 2022. We will discuss their history in Brevard, moving to EGAD, the music festival, and their commitment to veterans and the community. We also chat with John Bridges III. The lead guitarist of Zeddemore, Tank Top, and the Bradley Rodriguez Band. Also, the front man for tribute band, the Smashing Pixies. John is a veteran musician to our original scene, while also using his talent to teach the next generation of musicians. Entry music by Tank Top Exit Music by Zeddemore HCL TV in association with Space Coast Podcast Harbor City Local is a 501c3 local non-profit, dedicated to supporting our local original music vital to our art culture; and we use proceeds towards educational/community initiatives. We sell merch, support local, and put on events, like the Space Coast Music Festival, with proceeds going towards our goals. Got music, skate, or other interesting video content that you would like to see featured and shared on our YouTube network, hit us up on our socials. Or, if you are a business/community/educational entity that would like to collaborate on a project, or sponsor an upcoming event, please reach out. Instagram: @harborcitylocal Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/HarborCityLocal Website: https://harborcitylocal.square.site/ WE BUILD THIS TOGETHER Share! Share!! Share!!!Support the show
Space Coast Music Festival pre-show with Island Root Kava Bar!All information at spacecoastrocks.com We speak with Tony Childers of Island Root Kava Bar, sponsor of the IRK Bar stage at the Space Coast Music Festival 2022. We will learn about Kava, its history; and Tony's commitment to the community. You can see his logo on many events around EGAD, including SCMF and Punk in the Park. We also chat with Brian Young, guitarist/singer of Paging Mr. Herman; and bassist of My Dearest Friend. Brian is an eclectic individual, and it shows in his songwriting. You will be able to see both bands at the music festival, as well as at the Best Fest pre-show at Intracoastal Brewing Company, hosted by Best Supporting Actor.Entry music by Paging Mr. HermanExit Music by My Dearest Friend HCL TV in association with Space Coast Podcast Harbor City Local is a 501c3 local non-profit, dedicated to supporting our local original music vital to our art culture; and we use proceeds towards educational/community initiatives. We sell merch, support local, and put on events, like the Space Coast Music Festival, with proceeds going towards our goals. Support the show
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Saturday, 27 August 2022 So it was that he stayed many days in Joppa with Simon, a tanner. Acts 9:43 This is now the last verse of Chapter 9. The previous verse noted the extent that the miracle of raising Tabitha had gone, saying that it had “gone throughout all Joppa.” With that, it now says, “So it was that he stayed many days in Joppa.” The meaning of “many days” is impossible to determine. It could have been weeks, months, or even years. The same expression was seen in verse 9:23 and it was a period of around three years. It is simply an indeterminate amount of time that means Peter stayed and conducted his affairs. During this time, one can imagine Peter evangelizing those who had not received Jesus, providing doctrine and actual accounts of the work of Jesus, and performing or assisting in baptisms of those who had come to faith in the Lord. These and other things would have eventually led to this location becoming a hub for the word to go out. It is at this location that Jonah attempted to escape from the Lord, and as ships came in and went out, there was always the chance of the word being conveyed to those who were on them. While there in Joppa, it says that Peter stayed “with Simon, a tanner.” It is the same name as Peter, who is “Simon Peter.” The Greek word translated as tanner is burseus. It will be seen three times in Acts 9 and 10, all associated with this person. In Chapter 10, it will note that his house is “by the sea.” Having a tannery meant a lot of refuse that needed disposal. Being by a flowing river or the sea would be an ideal spot. Further, the salt water of the sea would assist in the treatment process. As for the job itself, being a tanner, the man would carry around an odor with him. If the tanning was accomplished on site, the whole place would have a really bad stench tied to it. Records of the Jews show that it was considered a lowly, contemptible profession. The job itself cannot be equated, as some scholars do, with a job that was impure according to the law. That would be dependent on the types of hides he tanned (e.g., see Leviticus 5:2), the way they were obtained, and so on. None of these things are mentioned, and so any such thought would have to be inferred. In the law, the use of hides is explicitly noted – “And the priest who offers anyone's burnt offering, that priest shall have for himself the skin of the burnt offering which he has offered.” Leviticus 7:8 Further, the hides of animals were used in the construction of the Tabernacle of Meeting, and they are noted as coverings for people in the Bible, such as John being “clothed in camel's hair, with a leather belt around his waist” (Matthew 3:4). These and other references show that being a tanner may have been a stinky, lowly profession, but it was not necessarily something that caused defilement. It was a part of the normal lives of people within the society. The fact that Peter is with this person, however, does appear to bear on what will transpire in Acts 10. Peter was a Jew who was raised under the law. He saw the law completed in Christ, but he did not yet understand the full extent of what that meant or the scope of its effects. He understood that the legalistic and societal judgments of the Jews were obstacles to interpersonal relationships. He certainly remembered Jesus eating with tax collectors and sinners, and he was willing to live with a person who was considered contemptible to many. But that is only a step forward toward what he will next learn. Life application: There are plenty of jobs people do that others might look down on. Treating wastewater might come to mind – “Eeeew, who would want to do that?” Cleaning public toilets would for sure be something many would not dare to do – “Yuuuuck, I'm glad I don't have to do that!” Picking up trash and cigarette butts probably doesn't seem too appealing to the folks who are coming into the local store to get their morning coffee – “Egad, I'm glad I'm not him. Off to the office, I go.” Each of these jobs may seem rather unappealing, but someone must do them. One thing is for sure, if the wastewater doesn't get properly treated in the nation for one week, the incidents of disease would begin to multiply and would quickly get out of hand. If the public bathrooms were never cleaned, people would be reticent to even go out, lest they had a need to use one! And if things weren't picked up around the local shops and malls, they would quickly begin to look like third-world nations, or maybe San Francisco or some other liberal city. Rats would quickly move in, and from there disease could easily start to spread. The people that do these things perform hugely important functions that others look down on with contempt. But without their efforts, society would quickly begin to collapse. When you drive down the road and smirk at the guy blowing off a parking lot, remember that your lawn also needs to be mowed and your drive needs to be blown off. Simon was a tanner and yet Peter stayed with him. Maybe you can spend some time with people you think you're better than. You might find out that they are, in many ways, above you. A little humility in life goes a long way. Lord God, there are innumerable jobs to keep a society going. Some don't pay so well. Some are stinky or dirty. Some are hot and miserable to be accomplished. But each person that does his job is someone who was created in Your image. If he is a believer, then he is way ahead of the richest and most powerful person who has not come to Christ. Help us to make right judgments about the people we see and come into contact with each day. Yes, help us with this. Amen.
The Yankees have lost seven of their last eight games, including a sweep by the Cardinals over the past weekend. They are 7-13 in the second half, have dropped 18 of their last 28 games, and are 20-23 since the start of that fateful series against the Astros in late June. The optimist might say that this is a lot of arbitrary endpoints, but also, I don't think anyone would deny that they've looked miserable in the past week and mediocre for nearly two months. Egad. Staff writer and frequent Twitter Space guest Peter Brody joined Andrew on the podcast to talk about all these frustrations, and boy have there been a lot this past week. There was the bafflingly terrible baserunning, particularly in the extra-innings 1-0 loss to Seattle. There was the lineup, rotation, and bullpen playing Hot Potato with the question of "Who's going to embarrass themselves today?" There was the gut-punch, long-term loss of Matt Carpenter to a broken foot on a fluky injury. There was the decision to roster Albert Abreu over Ron Marinaccio. There was was Gleyber Torres' lost approach at the plate. And of course, there's nearly everything Isiah Kiner-Falefa, who clearly has some serious friends in high places within the Yankees' organization. The bright side is that the Yankees' first-half lead has afforded them the luxury of maintaining a 10-game lead. FanGraphs has them at 94.7-percent likely to hold it and win the AL East. They should win the division. But are they set for October? We can only hope that the team gets its crap together and regains at least a consistent string of quality play soon. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Multi-touch attribution, media mix modeling, matched market testing. Are these the three Ms of marketing measurement (Egad! The alliteration continues!)? Seriously. What's with all the Ms here? Has anyone ever used experimentation to build a diminishing return curve for the impact of a media measurement technique based on how far along in the alphabet the letter of that technique is? Is "M" optimal?! Trust us. You will look back on this description after listening to this episode with John Wallace from LiftLab and find it… at least mildly amusing. For complete show notes, including links to items mentioned in this episode and a transcript of the show, visit the show page.
HCLTV Ep 8 - Little Rob and Tony Soland of 518 Underground Skate Shop - Follow up to Punk in the ParkWe have a follow up discussion for our Punk in the Park charity event, and 518 Underground Skate Shop 1 year anniversary in EGAD. We'll discuss the day's events, including the TSOL and bands, the skate contest, vendors, sponsors, and more; and listen to some music from bands that performed. Check out our Punk in the Park website, spacecoastrocks.com/punkinthepark or our Instagram @punk.in.the.park for more pics and video. Rob is also the owner of Traditionals Shaves, Cuts, and Brews (along with his wife Becca), and lead guitarist for international hardcore band, Coldside. Tony is also the art director for the event, lead singer of local band, The Easy Uzis, that played Punk in the Park, as well as owner of the Standard Collective in EGAD. Entry music by The Speed SpiritsVideos by Vicious Dreams and Porch CoffinExit Music by Skatter BrainzHCL TV in association with Space Coast PodcastHarbor City Local is a 501c3 local non-profit, dedicated to supporting our local original music vital to our art culture; and we use proceeds towards educational/community initiatives. We sell merch, support local, and put on events, like the Space Coast Music Festival, with proceeds going towards our goals. Got music, skate, or other interesting video content that you would like to see featured and shared on our YouTube network, hit us up on our socials. Or, if you are a business/community/educational entity that would like to collaborate on a project, or sponsor an upcoming event, please reach out. Instagram: @harborcitylocalFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/HarborCityLocalWebsite: https://harborcitylocal.square.site/WE BUILD THIS TOGETHERShare! Share!! Share!!! Support the show
•President Biden's approval rating has dropped for its third straight week, according to a new Reuters-Ipsos poll. •Just four months until early voting begins in earnest, the issue contours of the election are coming into focus. And they spell the letters in EGAD — the economy, guns, abortion and democracy. --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/salisburyobserver/message
HCL TV Episode 7 - Tony Soland, Heather Clarke, Austin Young - Artists, Musicians, and Sponsors for Punk in the ParkWe speak with business owners, Tony Soland of The Standard Collective; Heather Clark of Sleeping Sirens; and Austin Young of Pineapples EGAD. All are valued Sponsors of our upcoming charity event, Punk in the Park, of which we partner with 518 Underground Skate Shop for their 1 year anniversary in EGAD. Check out our Punk in the Park website, spacecoastrocks.com/punkinthepark or our Instagram @punk.in.the.parkTony is also the lead singer of local band, The Easy Uzis, playing the Punk in the Park event Saturday, June 11th at the Eau Gallie Square park. We discuss his time owning Standard Collective in EGAD, as well as the past that led him to this venture, and the future of EGAD. Heather is owner/operator of Sleeping Sirens. You've probably seen her Oddity pop ups or Taxidermy classes in EGAD or around Brevard. We discuss how this business is now nationwide, as well as her time managing the venue 321LOCAL in Cocoa Village, which used to showcase many local, as well as national bands.Austin is lead singer of local band, Gary Lazer Eyes. He is general manager of the new addition to EGAD, Pineapples restaurant. They just celebrated 1 year in business, and have already become a staple of the EGAD experience. We discuss the future of Pineapples EGAD, as well as GLE.Entry music by Gary Lazer EyesExit Music by The Easy UzisHCL TV in association with Space Coast PodcastHarbor City Local is a 501c3 local non-profit, dedicated to supporting our local original music vital to our art culture; and we use proceeds towards educational/community initiatives. We sell merch, support local, and put on events, like the Space Coast Music Festival, with proceeds going towards our goals. Got music, skate, or other interesting video content that you would like to see featured and shared on our YouTube network, hit us up on our socials. Or, if you are a business/community/educational entity that would like to collaborate on a project, or sponsor an upcoming event, please reach out. Instagram: @harborcitylocalFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/HarborCityLocalWebsite: https://harborcitylocal.square.site/WE BUILD THIS TOGETHERShare! Share!! Share!!!Support the show
EGAD! We should probably watch our phraseology but we're just too excited about this episode! Our very special guest EMMA CROW—Zaneeta Shinn in The Music Man—tells us everything about her Broadway debut AND you will not believe the SURPRISE Rebecca drops on both of us! So start spreading the news! We're leaving today! We want to be a part of it… New York, New York! Instagram: @e_crow2004 Instagram: @musicmanbway Instagram: @hardipartyoffiveandahalf #HP5 #SNZ5 #EP1 #EmmaCrow #MusicMan #Broadway #HughJackman #SuttonFoster #WinterGarden #NewYork #76Trombones #Ballet #TheArts #Musical #Community#LoveBIG #LaughLOTS #ASmileForYourEars
Episode 6 of Harbor City Local TV We speak with Lisa Murphy and Wes D of Against the Grain Tattoo. They've been staples of the Eau Gallie Arts District area for 20 years. They will celebrate 20 years in business with an all-out party at Intracoastal Brewing Company. We'll discuss this event, as well as their history within, and before opening in Brevard County. Wes is also a guitarist in the local heavy musical group, Sixty Foot Giant. Don't miss this segment with two of our favorite artists, who represent true original culture in EGAD. Entry music and exit video by Sixty Foot Giant HCL TV in association with Space Coast Podcast. Harbor City Local is a 501c3 local non-profit, dedicated to supporting our local original music vital to our art culture; and we use proceeds towards educational/community initiatives. We sell merch, support local, and put on events, like the Space Coast Music Festival, with proceeds going towards our goals. Got music, skate, or other interesting video content that you would like to see featured and shared on our YouTube network, hit us up on our socials. Or, if you are a business/community/educational entity that would like to collaborate on a project, or sponsor an upcoming event, please reach out. Instagram: @harborcitylocal Facebook: www.facebook.com/HarborCityLocalWebsite: https://harborcitylocal.square.site/ Events: www.spacecoastrocks.comWE BUILD THIS TOGETHER Share! Share!! Share!!!Support the show
On this episode, Larry Jarnes of Northboro Builders and Relentless Equity Group joins Paul in the studio. You will hear about the acquisitions that Larry has acquired recently and how he plans on transforming the Eau Gallie Arts District and Midtown Melbourne into a seamless bridge between commercial, retail and entertainment districts. You will also learn more about what Northboro is up to and finally what Larry's ambitions are to make EGAD a destination like Austin or Wynwood Miami. Tune in live to Facebook every Monday Night at 7pm to watch liveSupport the show
We speak with local artist and dreamer, Derek Gores. Producer of the current Dreamland Mini-Golf and art exhibit in EGAD, as well as previous successful endeavors, like the Robot Love art experience. We discuss these events, as well as the state and future of our arts district in Melbourne, including his 'Create Your World" art camp this summer for local youth. Derek brings along artist and builder, Steve of Toxic Roots; and Dreamland Director of Operations, Rachel Geidel, to join in on the fun. Entry music by Somber MercyExit Music by Paging Mr. HermanHCL TV in association with Space Coast PodcastHarbor City Local is a 501c3 local non-profit, dedicated to supporting our local original music vital to our art culture; and we use proceeds towards educational/community initiatives. We sell merch, support local, and put on events, like the Space Coast Music Festival, with proceeds going towards our goals. Got music, skate, or other interesting video content that you would like to see featured and shared on our YouTube network, hit us up on our socials. Or, if you are a business/community/educational entity that would like to collaborate on a project, or sponsor an upcoming event, please reach out. Instagram: @harborcitylocalFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/HarborCityLocalWebsite: https://harborcitylocal.square.site/WE BUILD THIS TOGETHERShare! Share!! Share!!!Support the show (https://www.patreon.com/Podcast321)
Steven Spencer, with Harbor City Local, joins Jesse in the studio to discuss what HCLtv is all about.Support the show (https://www.patreon.com/Podcast321)
Egad. I, Jon Johnston, finally returned to the podcast after having been in Texas for a few weeks previous. I spent some of my time living in a RV in my brother's yard in Dallas. It was a much better experience than staying in his house where he insists anything below 76 degrees will cause hypothermia. When I set the zoom meeting up for the podcast, I jokingly referred to it as “Return of the King”, which as you know, is one of the books of the Lord of the Rings trilogy. Now Greg named the podcast that. And now this article is named that. And here we are. Greg, Todd, and I get together and do an update on Husker sports. There's many additions to the coaching staff, new players and I sat in a RV thinking a lot about what my perspective is on Scott Frost as our head coach. I am on record as saying Scott Frost needs to be fired. I would be happy to be wrong, but I don't think whatever changes Frost has made will save his job next season. I thought a lot about this. I ask myself, “What If I'm Wrong” and we have a decent discussion about that. I wonder what would happen if Scott Frost just left the offense alone like he clearly did the defense. We have a decent discussion about that. While in Texas, I became convinced I need to buy 27 guns. And I talk about a trip to Waco, Texas. And Virtual Reality headsets. We do updates on Nebrasketball, women's basketball kicking ass, and our hope for baseball season. Give it a listen. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Q & A Presents: Maui Online! – Hawaii's Only Computer Talk Show!
Special Guest Danno joins us! Software in 50 Years We're talking about computers, the future of software, and more! What will 50 years from now look like? Do you own your software? Why pay for subscriptions? Egad!
Michelle Gavin, CFR's Ralph Bunche senior fellow for Africa policy studies, leads a conversation on African politics and security issues. FASKIANOS: Welcome to today's session of the CFR fall of 2021 Academic Webinar Series. I'm Irina Faskianos, vice president of the National Program and Outreach at CFR. Today's discussion is on the record and the video and transcript will be available on our website, cfr.org/academic. As always, CFR takes no institutional positions on matters of policy. We're delighted to have Michelle Gavin with us today to talk about African politics and security issues. Ambassador Gavin is CFR's Ralph Bunche senior fellow for Africa policy studies. Previously, she was managing director of the Africa Center, a multidisciplinary institution dedicated to increasing understanding of contemporary Africa. From 2011 to 2014, she served as the U.S. ambassador to Botswana and as the U.S. representative to the Southern African Development Community, and prior to that, she was a special assistant to President Obama and the senior director for Africa at the National Security Council. And before going into the Obama administration, she was an international affairs fellow and adjunct fellow for Africa at CFR. So we are so delighted to have her back in our fold. So, Michelle, thank you very much for being with us. We have just seen that U.S. Secretary of State Antony Blinken went on a trip to Africa. Maybe you could begin by talking about the strategic framework that he laid out on that trip, and then we have in just recent days—with a new variant of Omicron—seen the travel ban imposed on several African countries and what that means for the strategic vision that he laid out. GAVIN: Sure. Thank you. Well, thank you so much for inviting me to join you today. And I looked at the roster. There's so much amazing expertise and knowledge on this Zoom. I really look forward to the exchange and the questions. I know I'll be learning from all of you. But maybe just to start out to talk a little bit about Secretary Blinken's trip because I think that, in many ways, his efforts to sort of reframe U.S. engagement on the continent, trying to move away from this sort of binary major power rivalry lens that the Trump administration had been using is useful, but also exposes, really, a lot of the challenges that policymakers focused on Africa are dealing with right now. So he tried to reset the relationship in the context of a partnership, of purely acknowledging African priorities and African agency in determining what kind of development partners Africa is interested in, what kind of security partners. I think that's a very useful exercise. Then he kind of ticked through, as every official has to do in making these big framing statements as sort of broad areas of engagement and cooperation, and he talked about increasing trade, which, of course, is interesting right now with AGOA sunsetting soon, working together to combat pandemic diseases, particularly COVID, working together on climate change, where, of course, Africa has borne more consequences than many other regions of the world while contributing far less to the problem, working together on the democratic backsliding and authoritarian sort of surge that we've seen around the world and, finally, working together on peace and security. So this huge agenda, and I think what's interesting and what in many ways his trip made clear is that it's very hard to get to the first four points when the last one, the peace and security element, is in chaos. And, look, obviously, Africa's a big continent. All of us who ever engage in these conversations about Africa are always—are forever trying to provide the disclaimer, right, that there's never one African story. There's never one thing happening in this incredibly diverse continent. But it is the case that the peace and security outlook on the continent is really in bad shape, right. And so the secretary traveled to Kenya, Nigeria, and Senegal. The headlines from his trip, really, were dominated by the disorder in the Horn of Africa that we're seeing right now. So you have the civil conflict in Ethiopia, which has been incredibly costly to that country in terms of lives, in terms of their economic outlook, has been characterized by atrocities of war crimes. And, I think right now, most observers are very concerned about the integrity of the Ethiopian state, its capacity to persist. Regardless of today, tomorrow, or next week's military developments, it's very hard to see a lasting and sustainable military solution to this conflict and the parties do not appear, really, amenable to a serious political negotiation. But it's not just Ethiopia, of course. It's Sudan, where we saw the tenuous military-civilian transitional government kind of fully hijacked by the military side of that equation in a coup that has been, really, rejected by so many Sudanese citizens who are still on the streets even today trying to push back against the notion of military dominance in their transition and beyond, and they are being met with violence and intimidation. And the outlook there is quite worrying. You've got border clashes between Ethiopia and Sudan. You have electoral crisis in Somalia. So the Horn, you know, is looking like a very, very tough neighborhood. And, of course, everyone is concerned about the impact on Kenya and East Africa itself, given the insurgency in Mozambique, which has more than once affected neighboring Tanzania, these bombings in Uganda and the sense of instability there. The picture is one of multiple crises, none of which come with easy fixes or purely military solutions. And then you have this kind of metastasizing instability throughout the Sahel, right, and the concern that more and more states will fall victim to extremely worrisome instability and the very costly violence. So there's a huge security agenda and we're just—we're all aware of the basic facts that it's very hard to make progress on partnerships to support democratic governance in the midst of conflict. It's very hard to come together on climate change or to fight a pandemic in the midst of these kinds of circumstances. So I think it's a really challenging picture. And just to pull a couple of these threads, on this issue of democratic backsliding the Biden administration's desire to build more solidarity among kind of like-minded countries whose democracies may take different forms but who buy into a basic set of democratic values, it's undeniable that the trend lines in Africa have been worrisome for some time and we do see a lot of these kind of democratic authoritarian states, these states where you get some of the form, some of the theater, of democracy, particularly in the form of elections, but no real capacity for citizens to hold government accountable. It's not really a kind of a demand-driven democratic process, that the fix is often in on these elections, and there is polling, right, that suggests that this is turning people off of democratic governance in general, right. If what you understand democratic governance to be is a sham election, you know, at regular intervals while you continue to be governed by a set of individuals who are not really beholden to the electorate, right, and are protecting a very small set of interests, then it's not surprising to see some waning enthusiasm. It's not that other forms of government are necessarily looking great to African populations, but I think it is notable in some of that Afrobarometer polling in places where you wouldn't expect it, right, like South Africa, where people sacrificed so much for democracy, and you really do see a real decline in enthusiasm for that form of governance. So there's a lot of work to be done there. The last thing, just because you brought it up, on the latest news about this new variant, the Omicron variant—I may be saying that wrong. It may be Omicron. Perhaps someone will correct me. And the kind of quick policy choice to institute a travel ban on a number of southern African countries. So I do think that in the context of this pandemic, right, which has been economically devastating to the continent—where the global economic downturn that occurred for Africans, too, but you had governments with very little fiscal space in which to try to offset the pain for their populations. In addition, you have had the issues of vaccine inequity, right, where it's just taken far too long to get access to vaccines for many African populations—it's still not adequate in many places—and a sort of sense that the deal initially proposed in the form of COVAX wasn't really what happened—you know, a feeling of a bait and switch—that looks like—what it looks like is disregard for African lives. And while I am really sympathetic—I used to work in government and it's crystal clear when you do that your first responsibility is the safety of the American people—these travel bans sort of fit into a narrative, right, about scapegoating, about disregard for African life that, I think, is going to make it awfully hard for this new reframing of respect and partnership, right, to really resonate. And I would just note, as a former U.S. ambassador in Botswana, that the scientists in the lab in Gaborone and the scientists in South Africa who did the sequencing and helped to alert the world to this new variant, right, were doing us all a tremendous favor. It's not at all clear that this variant started in southern Africa, right. We know that it exists on every continent right now except Antarctica. We know that samples taken in Europe before these discoveries were made in southern Africa—just tested later—showed that the variant was already there. And so it is a bit hard to explain why specifically southern Africans are banned from travel. You know, I think it's unfortunate. There are other policies that could be pursued around testing, around quarantine requirements. So I'll leave that there. I'm not a public health expert. But I think it's—I'm glad you brought it up because I think these things do really resonate and they inform how the United States is understood on the continent. They inform how Africans understand global institutions and kind of global governance to reflect or not reflect their concerns and interests. And if what the Biden administration wants is partners in this notion of democratic solidarity and partners in trying to reconstruct kind of international institutions a sense of global order, a norms-based rules-based approach to multilateral challenges, it's going to be hard to get the African buy-in that is absolutely necessary to achieve those goals when these kinds of issues continue to give the impression that Africa is an afterthought. FASKIANOS: Thank you very much, Michelle. That was really a great overview for us. So now we want to go to all of you. You can raise your hand—click on the raised hand icon to ask a question—and when I recognize you please unmute yourself and state your affiliation. Otherwise, you can submit a written question in the Q&A box, and if you do write a question please say what institution you're with so that I can read it and identify you properly and—great. Our first hand raised is from Dr. Sherice Janaye Nelson. And let me just say, the “Zoom user,” can you please rename yourself so we know who you are? So, Dr. Nelson, over to you. Q: Good afternoon, everyone. Dr. Sherice Janaye Nelson from Southern University. I'm a political science professor in the department. And the question, I guess, I have is that we know that the African people have a history of nondemocratic governance, right? And when we look at a place like Tunisia, we know that one of the reasons in the Arab Spring that they were so successful—although often considered an Arab country, they are successful because there had been tenets of democracy that were already broiled in the society. The question I have is that to these places that do not have that institutional understanding or have even—maybe don't even have the values to align with democracy, are we foolhardy to continue to try to support democratic governance as the full-throated support versus trying to look at more of a hybrid of a sovereign situation that allows for, in many ways, a kingdom, a dictator, and et cetera, with then a democratic arm? Thank you so much. GAVIN: Thanks, Dr. Nelson. It's an interesting question, and I agree with you insofar as I think that it's really interesting to think about the kind of governance antecedents in a bunch of African countries, particularly in the pre-colonial era, right, and try to figure out how they find expression afterwards. There's no question that, you know, colonialism doesn't set the table well for democracy. There's no doubt about that. But I would say that, you know, despite the loss of faith in democratic governance that we've seen in some of the polling, you know, very consistently for a long time what you've seen is that African populations do seem to want democratic governance. They want to be able to hold their leaders accountable. They want everyone to have to abide by the law. They want basic protections for their rights. So, you know, I'm not sure that there's any society that's particularly ill-suited to that. But I do think that democracy comes in many forms and it's always particularly powerful when there is, you know, some historical resonance there. I also—you know, if we take a case like one of the world's last absolute monarchies in eSwatini right now what you see is a pretty persistent civic movement demanding more accountability and less power for the monarch, more protection for individual rights. And so, you know, I'm not—I think that people are feeling disillusioned and frustrated in many cases and you see this, too, in the enthusiasm with which several of the recent coups in West Africa have been met—you know, people pouring out into the streets to celebrate because they're frustrated with the status quo. They're interested in change. But very rarely do you see then persistent support for, say, military dictatorships or military-dominated government. So I'm not sure that the frustration means enthusiasm for some of these other governing models. People want democracy to work a lot better. FASKIANOS: Thank you. I'm going to take the next question from Lucy Dunderdale Cate. Q: Hi. Yes. I'm Lucy Dunderdale Cate. I'm with the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. I wanted to just ask you about kind of the African Union's role in this, you know, particularly and with the Biden administration, and thinking about, you know, the Horn of Africa security issues that you mentioned. Kind of where do you see that we're going and what do you see kind of for the future there? Thank you. GAVIN: Sure. Thanks for that question. I think the AU, for all of its flaws—and, you know, find me a multilateral organization that isn't flawed—is actually incredibly important. You know, for the Biden administration, which has kind of staked out this position that international institutions matter and multilateral institutions matter, they've got to work better, we can't address the threats we all face without these functioning and they may need to be modernized or updated but we need them, then the AU is a really important piece of that puzzle. And I think, you know, right now, for example, in Ethiopia that the—it's the AU's negotiator, former Nigerian President Obasanjo, who really is in the lead in trying to find some glimmer of space for a political solution, and this was a little bit late in the day in terms of AU activism on this issue and I think it's been a particularly difficult crisis for the AU to address in part because of being headquartered in Addis and sort of operating within a media and information environment in Ethiopia that is one that does not create a lot of space for divergence from the federal government's position. So I think that, in the end, right, the prospect of the collapse of a 110-million-strong country, a place that used to be an exporter of security, a major diplomatic player in the region, right, spurred AU action. But it's been a little bit—more than a little bit slow. But you have seen some pretty forward-leaning stance at the AU as well. Their response to the military coup in Sudan this fall was pretty robust and clear. Now this sort of new transitional arrangement that appears to be more palatable to much of the international community than to many Sudanese citizens is a—we're wading into murkier waters there. But I think the AU, you know, it's the only game in town. It's essential, and particularly in the Horn where the subregional organization EGAD is so incredibly weak that the AU, as a vehicle for an African expression of rules-based norms-based order, is—you know, actually its success is incredibly important to the success of this major U.S. foreign policy plank. FASKIANOS: Thank you. I'm going to take the next written question from Rami Jackson. How much of the democratic backsliding is supported by outside powers? For example, there was a chance for a democratic movement in Chad but the French threw their weight behind Déby's son after he was shot. GAVIN: That's a great question. I think that it's, certainly, not the case that external partners or actors are always positive forces, right, for democratic governance on the continent. There's no doubt about that, and it can be France and Chad. It can be, you know, Russian machinations in Central African Republic. There's a lot. It can be some of the Gulf states in Sudan, right, who—or Egypt, who seem very comfortable with the idea of military dominance and maybe some civilian window dressing for this transition. So you're right that external actors are kind of an important piece of the puzzle. You know, I don't think that there are many situations where there is a single external actor who is capable of entirely influencing the direction of government. But there are, certainly, situations where one external actor is tremendously powerful. Chad is a great example, again. And it is something that, I think, you know, again, an administration that has staked so much of its credibility on the notion that this is something very important to them, you know, is going to have to deal with. And it's thorny, right. Foreign policy always is where you have competing priorities. You need to get important work done sometimes with actors who do not share your norms and values, and it's the messiness of trying to articulate and integrate values in a foreign policy portfolio that runs the gamut, right, from counterterrorism concerns to economic interests. But I think that those are tensions that the administration will continue to have to deal with probably a little more publicly than an administration who didn't spend much time talking about the importance of democratic governance. FASKIANOS: Great. And I just want to mention that Rami is a graduate student at Syracuse University. So I'm going to go next to a raised hand from Mojúbàolú Olufúnké Okome. I know you wrote your question, too. Q: Good afternoon. Thank you very much. Yes. FASKIANOS: Yes. Q: I wrote my question because I couldn't figure out how to name myself on the phone. You know, thank you for your presentation. When I look at democracy in Africa—I mean, this is not the first go-round—and the response by people, by citizens, to the backsliding by governments is not—it looks familiar to me because, you know, in the 1960s—from the 1960s, there were similar responses. People were dissatisfied. They welcomed authoritarian governments again and again because the government they voted for rigged elections, were also authoritarian, and they were kleptocratic. So what's different now and where's the continuity and what has changed, really, with democracy? The other thing is about this COVID—the management of the COVID situation. I also kind of see the—I think I agree with you. The way Africa is being treated looks very familiar—you know, with disdain, with disrespect, as if the lives of the people there don't matter as much. And what is it going to take, really, to change the—because, you know, if a pandemic that cannot be stopped by walls and borders is not instigating change what is it going to take to change the way in which world politics is—world politics and its governance is done? GAVIN: Fantastic questions and ones that, I think we could talk about for, you know, a week-long conference. But so I'll start from the beginning and just take a stab. I think you're absolutely right. There have been these interesting cycles when it comes to governance on the continent and I think—when I think about sort of what's different from what we were seeing in, say, toward the end of the '60s, I think it's a couple things. One is geopolitical context, right. So my hope is that what we're not doing is kind of doing a reprise of this bipolar world where we're subbing in China's authoritarian development model for a Soviet Communist model and sitting here on the other side and, you know, trying to manipulate other countries into one camp or another. I don't think we're quite there yet and I think the Biden administration is trying very hard not to wade into those waters. So I do think the geopolitical context is a bit different. I also think, you know, that where so many African states are is at—in terms of kind of the scope of their existence as independent entities is an important difference, right. So I think that in the immediate kind of post-colonial era, for an awful lot of governments the fundamental basis for their legitimacy was having—is not being a colonial administrator, not being a puppet of some external power and so the, you know, legitimacy came from liberation, from independence. In places that had terrible conflict sometimes legitimacy came from, you know, delivering some degree of security from a long-standing insecure situation. So, you know, you look at—I think that's where sort of President Museveni derived a lot of legitimacy in the late '80s and through the '90s. And I think that, you know, now, as you have these very significant young populations whose lived experience is not one of ever knowing a time pre-independence, you know, they're looking for service delivery, right. They're looking for opportunity. They're looking for job creation, and I think legitimacy is increasingly going to be derived from the ability to deliver on these priorities. And so I do think that that makes kind of the governance landscape a little bit different, too, sort of different ideas about where governing legitimacy comes from. And, you know, I think that can be manifest in really different ways. But if I had to try and, you know, grab onto that interesting idea about what's different, that's what comes to mind. In this, you know, incredibly important question about what's it going to take to recognize African states as equal players and African lives as—every bit as urgently valuable as any other, you know, I do think that as the world continues to grapple with this pandemic and with other issues that can only be resolved globally, like climate change, it will, over time, kind of force a reckoning and a rethink about what are the important states and what are not. You know, it's interesting to me, it's absolutely true that by not moving out robustly to ensure that the whole world has access to vaccines the richest countries have created opportunities for new mutations to emerge. I hesitate to say that, in some ways, in this context because it sounds like I'm positive that these emerged from Africa, and I'm not. But we do know, you know, as a basic matter of science, right, that we're not safe until everyone's safe. And so I do think that as these kinds of issues that military might and economic power cannot address alone, where it really does take global solidarity and an awful lot of multilateral cooperation, which is messy and cumbersome, right, and necessary, my hope is that that will start to change perceptions in framing. FASKIANOS: Thank you. So I'm going to go next to a written question from Abbey Reynolds, who's an undergraduate student at the University of Central Florida. What steps do you think that international and regional organizations can take to preempt future attempts to derail democratic governance in the region—coups, circumvention of constitutional term letter—limits, rigged elections, et cetera? GAVIN: OK. I'm sorry. What steps should who take? I'm sorry. FASKIANOS: Multilateral—international and regional organizations. GAVIN: OK. You know, I think that in a number of cases subregional organizations have been taking steps, right—ECOWAS, certainly, in rejecting coups and suspending memberships, et cetera. I think, you know, if you look at the sort of articulated and documented principles of a lot of these organizations they're pretty good. It's really about the gulf sometimes between stated principles and practice. So, you know, I think the Southern African Development Community is sometimes guilty of this where there are—you know, there's a clear commitment in static kind of principle documents and protocols around democratic governance but you also have an absolute monarchy that's a member state of SADC. You've had, you know, significant repression in a number of states—Zimbabwe leaps to mind—that SADC doesn't have, really, anything to say about. So you can have organizations that have kind of principles and procedures. At the end of the day, organizations are made up of member states, right, who have a set of interests, and I think that, you know, how governments understand their interest in standing up for certain norms, it's—I think it's specific in many ways to those governments in those states how they derive their own legitimacy, the degree to which they feel they may be living in a glass house, and, you know, frankly, relative power dynamics. So I'm not sure. Certainly, it's always—you know, I'm a believer in multilateralism. I think from an African point of—you know, if you imagine African states trying to assert themselves on the international stage, multilateralism is really important, right, to get if it's possible, where interests align, to have as many African states speaking with one voice. It's a much more powerful message than just a couple individual states. But there are always going to be intrinsic limits. FASKIANOS: Thank you. I'm going to take the next question from Gary Prevost with the College of St. Benedict. And if you can unmute yourself. Q: Speaking today, actually, as honorary professor and research associate from Mandela University in South Africa. I've had several students in recent years—doctoral and master's students—study U.S. and allied counterterrorism strategies both in the Middle East and in Africa, and they've come away with a general perspective that those strategies going back several administrations have been almost solely focused on military action and that it has led them in their recommendations sections of their theses to argue that other steps must be taken if these efforts in places like Nigeria or Somalia or Mozambique or even in the Middle East, Syria, and Iraq, are to be successful they must have a changed mindset about counter terror. What's your perspective on that? GAVIN: Well, thanks for that. I wholeheartedly agree, right, and I think, you know, you'll even get plenty of military officers, right, who will say there's no way we can address some—these problems, these, you know, kind of radical violent organizations aligned to global terrorist groups with a purely military approach. It's frustrating. I'm sure it's frustrating for your students, too, because it feels like everyone keeps coming to this conclusion, and, certainly, there have been efforts to, you know, counter violent extremism, provide opportunity for young people. But we're not very good at it, right. We haven't been very good at it yet. There's still a mismatch in terms of the resources we pour into these kind of relative—these different streams of effort, right. But I think also while it's very clear in a situation like Mozambique that if you want to weaken the insurgency you need to be providing more opportunity and building more trust in a community that's been disenfranchised and alienated from the center for a very, very long time. But the how to do that, how to do that effectively and how to do it in a climate of insecurity I actually think is an incredibly difficult challenge, and there are, you know, brilliant people working on this all the time. You know, some of the best work that I've seen suggests that some of this can be done but it's an incredibly long-term undertaking and that, you know, is sometimes, I think, a difficult thing to sustain support for, particularly in a system like the United States where, you know, our appropriations cycles tend to be very short term. So people are looking for, you know, quick impact, things you can put on a bar graph quickly and say that you've done. And I think that, you know, a lot of the kind of peace building research suggests that that's—that, you know, building community trust, which is a huge part of what needs to happen, operates on a very different kind of timeline. So it's a really thorny, thorny problem and how to get—you know, how to sustain political and budgetary support for those kinds of efforts. I don't know the answer yet. I'm sure somebody really smart on—maybe on the Zoom does. FASKIANOS: I'm going to go next to Pearl Robinson at Tufts University. Q: Hello, Ambassador Gavin. First of all, I'd like to congratulate you in your new position as Ralph Bunche Senior Fellow for Africa, and that's actually—as I've been sitting here listening to this, my thought was I'd like to know if you have thought about ways in which you can use your position at the Council to help actualize forms of partnerships about policy dialogues related to Africa. You began by articulating the U.S.'s new strategic vision for Africa. That was an American statement. I haven't really heard an African statement that would be engaging with that policy dialogue. These one-on-one trips of the secretary of state and other people going to individual African countries, based on our agenda, and having one-on-one dialogue discussions, in a way, does not get towards that real notion of African agency in policy and partnership. So I'm actually wondering whether you might envision the Council playing a role and creating some kinds of policy dialogue fora that would have American(s) and Africans participating in ways that would be visible to American publics as well as African publics. So I'm suggesting that you might, you know, be uniquely well suited to have the Council play a role in actually making visible and operationalizing this concept. I just thought about this sitting here listening because what I realized was everybody talking is talking from the American side and I'm wondering if—well, my dear colleague, Olufúnké, actually was an African voice. But I think what needs to happen is there needs to be a way for this taking place maybe with African institutions, academics, civil society actors. So I just throw that out for you to think about and I'd like to hear your first response to that idea. GAVIN: So I think it's exciting and I'd love, actually, to follow up with you. I'm delighted that you're here. I heard some wonderful things about your work. I think there's always the hard part of, right, who speaks for Africa, right, because there are so many diverse African perspectives. But I don't think you're suggesting there's necessarily a unitary voice. You're talking about sort of different actors, and I would agree with you that it's always incredibly rich to have conversations. You know, I recently did a panel with Professor Ed Vitz, who is working on some—working on a paper, I think, that will eventually be a book about sort of U.S.-Africa policy and particularly interested in the kind of frame of major power rivalry. But it was such a refreshing conversation to examine that and compare notes on what we thought the flaws of that frame might be to hear his perspective on where he thought there might be advantages to be seized from it. It was wonderful, and I agree with you that the more dialogue and the more opportunity not just to sort of talk amongst ourselves in a U.S. community that cares about Africa and about U.S. policy the better. You know, I will be honest with you, I often, in a situation like the one right now, I try hard to stick to—to at least keep circling back to U.S. policy because that's where my background is and I, you know, have no desire to posit myself as speaking on behalf of Africans. That's nuts and, you know, not my role. But I do—I have spent a lot of time thinking about how the U.S. engages with the continent. And so I think it's a really interesting notion. I'd love to follow up with you. FASKIANOS: Great. I'm going to take the next written question from Krista Johnston, who's a professor at Howard University. The African Continental Free Trade Area will create the largest consumer market. What are the barriers U.S. businesses investing in Africa and positioning themselves to take advantage of this new trade area and what can the Biden administration do to incentivize this kind of engagement with China? And perhaps I can tack on another question to that because we have a lot of questions—(laughs)—both raised hands—is just to talk a little bit about China's footprint in Africa as well. GAVIN: Sure. Well, so I absolutely agree that the African Continental Free Trade Area is a really incredibly promising step forward for African economic integration and that is, you know, compelling in any number of ways. I think, for example, about the very hot topic of pharmaceutical production, right. And between the Free Trade Area, the standing up of the African Medicines Agency, right, which should help to harmonize regulatory standards for pharmaceuticals and medical equipment throughout the continent, investments seem a lot more attractive, right, when you're looking at much bigger markets than any one country, even than a giant like Nigeria, can provide. So I think that there's tremendous potential here. I will go back to what I said earlier, which is that even with these positive steps, right, it's going to be really important that the peace and security parts start trending in the right direction because it's very—you know, I would say this. U.S. investors are already quite bad at assessing risk in Africa and a backdrop of instability is not going to help that situation, right, and it is, in many cases, going to make a given investment opportunity or partnership opportunity too risky for many. So, you know, there's just no way to jettison those concerns. But wholeheartedly agree it's an exciting development. If the world hadn't gotten sort of hijacked by COVID, I think we'd be talking about it a lot more. On China, you know, the Chinese engagement on the continent is a fact of life that's existed for a very long time and is not going anywhere. It is economic, it is political, it is, increasingly, cultural, and I think, you know, for a state like China that aspires to be a major global power it's entirely predictable and understandable. Do I think that there are some ways in which Chinese investment and engagement are not always beneficial to African states? I do. I have concerns, certainly, about the way China sometimes uses its influence to secure African support for Chinese positions that appear antithetical to stated values in AU documents and other(s) and I have concerns about the transparency of some of the arrangements. I have concerns as well about some of the tech standards and just sort of play for technical dominance that maybe does not have the cybersecurity interests of Africans as its top priority. All that said, I think it's really important for the United States to, you know, understand that there's no—there's nothing to be gained by constantly vilifying China's engagement, some of which has been incredibly helpful for African states hungry, particularly, for financing on major infrastructure projects, and, you know, it's a fact of life we all have to learn to deal with. I do think, you know, there's some natural tension between the Biden administration's democracy focus, right, and the very explicit and intentional efforts of China to present a different model, and I don't think that the U.S. needs to shy away from that or pretend that those differences don't exist. But I do think it's incredibly unhelpful to frame up all of U.S. policy as if it's intended to counter China as opposed to intended to find those areas in the Venn diagram of, you know, those overlaps of African interests and U.S. interests and work together on them. FASKIANOS: Thank you. I'm going to go next to Anna Ndumbi, who is a Ph.D. candidate at the University of Southern Mississippi. Please unmute yourself. Q: Thank you very much. I really appreciate the presentation. I have a quick question in regards to the Democratic Republic of Congo, which is center of Africa. About three years ago, there was a new president that stepped in by the name of Félix Tshisekedi, and he decided to pass a law saying that all the secondary education should be free because, obviously, in Africa schools aren't free. And I, personally, think that maybe it wasn't really—it was something they should have probably considered before passing the law. The result of that is that you have classrooms where there were maybe twenty students and now there's, like, there could be over a hundred students in one classroom, right. So we spoke about the pandemic. When COVID hit a lot of schools were shut down. They were shut down for a long period of time, and when you look at a lot of schools in Africa they don't have the ability of giving out maybe laptops or anything like that to assist students to continue school at home. So in result of that, you see a lot of children who are really below what they should be, below the average when it comes to education, and my question with that is where do we see the future going as far as maybe having international organization(s) or United States intervene because the future is not bright when we look at education with the children or the youth. How can United Nation(s) or maybe other international organization(s) assist, especially with what happened during COVID, going forward? What does the future look like for Africa? And I'm speaking more for the Democratic Republic of Congo. How can nonprofit organization(s) or United States intervene and assist in this matter? GAVIN: Well, thank you for that, and I have followed this a little bit because it was an interesting and kind of splashy promise and initiative on the part of President Tshisekedi and it's been disappointing, I think, to see that some of the, you know, government's budget that was intended to be allocated for that appears to have found its way into a handful of individuals' accounts. But I think that, you know, the fundamental point you're making, which is that in DRC but also throughout the African continent, right, there are these vast populations of young people. It is the youngest region of the world. And if you look at it historically at how other parts of the world have dealt with youth bulges, right, investing in that human capital so that they can be drivers of innovation and economic growth has been a really powerful kind of transformational tool—for example, in Asia. And so I definitely think that you're onto something really important right now about prioritizing investing in young people and their capacity, and you're absolutely right that the disruptions of the pandemic have, in many cases, fallen most heavily on children. You know, how to tackle that, I think, is sort of—you know, I can't design a program in this moment, I'll be honest with you. But I think that you're absolutely right, it's an incredibly important and too often easily overlooked priority. You know, there have been some interesting education innovations on the continent but they're too often kind of small, not scalable, and the need is so incredibly vast. But here, again, I will be a broken record. We do have to go back to this issue that peace and security matters, right. It's very, very hard for kids to get a sustained education that's going to provide them with opportunity in a context of insecurity, which, for a lot of children in eastern Congo, is still the case. FASKIANOS: OK. We have three minutes left. I am going to—and so many questions, and I apologize that we're not going to be able to get to all of you. So I'm going to give the final question to Caleb Sannar. Q: Hi. Yes. Thank you for joining us today, Ambassador Gavin. As they said, my name is Caleb Sanner. I'm a student from the University of Wisconsin in Whitewater. My question is with the Abraham Accords the Trump administration signed the agreement with Morocco to recognize Moroccan sovereignty over Western Sahara. Following that, there was some discrepancies in the southern territory controlled by the U.N., MINURSO, and the Polisario Front, the external Saharawi government, ended up declaring war again on Morocco, resuming the war from nineteen years previously. My question is what is the Biden administration's policy on that? GAVIN: Great question. Reporters have been asking that question, too, and with great message discipline the administration continues to say is that they're supporting U.N. efforts. And so whenever they ask, are you are you going to reconsider this decision regarding recognition of Moroccan sovereignty in Western Sahara, they respond not by answering that question but by saying they're supporting U.N. efforts. So that's the most I can report to you in—regarding that. FASKIANOS: Thank you. Well, we are at the end of our time. So, Ambassador Gavin, thank you very much for being with us and, again, to all of you for your fantastic questions, and I apologize for not being able to get to all of you. But we will have to continue doing webinars on this important topic and on digging in a little bit deeper. So we will be announcing the winter-spring academic lineup next month through our academic bulletin. This is the final webinar of this semester. Good luck with your finals—(laughs)—and grading and taking the exams and all of that. I know it's a very busy and stressful time with the pandemic layered on top of all of it. If you haven't already subscribed for the bulletin, please, you can do so by emailing us at cfracademic@cfr.org. You can follow us on Twitter at @CFR_Academic. And of course, please go to CFR.org, ForeignAffairs.com, and ThinkGlobalHealth.org for new research and analysis on global issues. You can see on CFR.org Michelle's latest post on Africa—blog posts, so you should follow her there as well. So, again, thank you. Thanks to all of you, and happy holidays, and we look forward to reconvening in 2022.
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Queens of the Mines features the authentic stories of gold rush women who blossomed from the camouflaged, twisted roots of California. These are true stories, with some of my own fabrication of descriptive details. It is recommended that you start this series from the first episode. In this episode of Queens of the Mines, we will meet a theatre and burlesque sensation with a secret past, who will reveal herself as California's 19th century Queen of Temptation. This is a true story, from America's Largest Migration, The Gold Rush. The preceding program features stories that contain adult content including violence which may be disturbing to some listeners, or secondhand listeners. So, discretion is advised. Lola spent the following year in Paris, frequenting high-society saloons with the most fashionable bohemians of the day. There was something provoking and voluptuous about her. The purity of the dancer's white skin, her mouth like a budding pomegranate, blue eye tameless and wild, wavy bronze hair with dark shadows, like the tendrils of the woodbine curled almost childishly back from her face. Montez led the most extravagant lifestyle, and it was financed by the collection of wealthy men she had seduced. In that year, she became the mistress of the author responsible for The Count of Monte Cristo and The Three Musketeers, Alexandre Dumas. As well as the famous Hungarian composer Franz Liszt. The composer fell deeply in love with her, so much so that he dedicated a sonata, a long piece of classical music to their love. She ended the year by marrying the part-owner of the French Newspaper La Presse, Charles Alexandre Dujarier. Months after the wedding, during a night of drunken gambling, her new husband offended a man and was killed in a duel. Lord Momsbury, the elderly and proper Englishmen had taken pity on Lola after her husband's death, and Montez as usual, took advantage of the kindness of her admirers. Lord Momsbury hosted a benefit concert for Lola, where she made connections there that would eventually lead to an engagement at her majesty's theatre in London and funded her further travels. After the performance at Her Majesty's Theatre in London, Lola made her way back to Prussia. The following year, she found herself performing for the ageing King Ludwig I of Bavaria. After she performed a private burlesque performance for him, the King was intrigued. The robed man pointed inquiringly toward her well-formed bosom and he asked the woman, ‘Nature or art?' Lola responded by cutting open the front of her dress, exposing nature's endowment. The King instantly fell in love with Lola Montez. He spoiled her rotten, and made her dream a reality when he gave the showgirl her own castle, with a pension. The King named her the Countess Marie von Landsfeld, but he personally called her Lolita. As Countess Marie von Landsfeld, Lola Montez was able to win support from the radical university students in Bavaria. However, the Bavarian aristocracy and even the middle class had refused to acknowledge her as Countess. One general was even said to have declared, “I've never seen such a demon! She said I would see what a spirited woman could accomplish when she set all the levers of intrigue into motion. During her time in Bavaria, entire ministries had risen and fallen at the beautiful seductress' doing. Thousands gathered and rioted the streets, on February 7, 1848 demanding the expulsion of Lola Montez. The crowd echoed with the chanting, “down with the whore”. The King gave in to his people, and his Lolita had vanished to Switzerland then to London. In London, George Trafford Heald her newest husband had bailed her out after an arrest. Heald put his hand on his wife's knee, in a weak attempt to comfort her. Lola hastily pulled it away, turning her body to the window, gazing at the scenery as they were approaching Madrid. He had by now had given up in the attempt to console the stubborn woman during the last hours of their journey. He was only a British cavalry officer, but attracted the woman when he had received a large inheritance. Heald was 20 to her 27, the age difference as well as Lola's notoriety scandalised his wealthy family. The life of royalty and great political influence was now three years behind her, and it was taking some getting used to. A decade before Heald and Montez were in that carriage, rolling into Madrid, on the same road, the young irish Eliza Rosanna was ready to start fresh and the culture there in Spain was new and exotic to her. Her father's regiment had been posted in India as a toddler, and he died of cholera when she was three and her mother was seventeen. Her mother married the Major John Craigie who was a general of the British army in India. They sent Eliza to a boarding school in England and when Eliza was 16 years old, she received word that she was to return to India. Her mother and step father had arranged her to marry a wealthy, 64-year-old judge. On the passage to India, Eliza met a handsome, 30-year-old Irish lieutenant returning home on sick leave. His name was Thomas James. She nursed James back to health in his cabin during the voyage. The two of them did not remain in India long, and to avoid the arranged marriage, Eliza and Lieutenant Thomas James eloped and set off for Ireland. There, she soon found out that her new husband was a violent man and their scandalous marriage was ultimately unhappy. When James needed to rejoin his regiment in 1839, the couple returned, and her beauty made her the new toast of British India. A title previously held by her mother. While living in India, James strayed with the wife of another captain, Eliza saw it as an easy way out. She decided to leave him, and return to Britain. As the ship left the dock, a dashing army officer caught her eye. George Lennox, the grandson of the Duke of Richmond. Surrounded by peeping eyes, their affair blossomed and the couple perhaps enjoyed putting on a show. The door of Lennox's cabin had swung open rather too often, revealing him lacing Eliza's corset or sitting on the bed, watching her rolling up her stockings. The Captain was so infuriated that he barred Eliza from George's table. When they arrived in London, Lennox set Eliza up as his mistress and introduced her to several influential men. The news of her affair eventually made its way back to Thomas James and he sued her for divorce. Eliza lost everything in the separation on the ground of her adultery on a shipboard with another soldier, even though it was James who strayed first. The terms of the divorce prohibited neither party to remarry, as long as they were both living. The affair with Lennox did not last long, and he soon abandoned Eliza. She was left with no means of support. She now faced the dilemma that many 'fallen' women in that era faced, virtually unemployable as a governess or a lady's companion. So, there Eliza Rosanna stood on the dusty street in Madrid, looking up and down the street in either direction, and then back into the window of the establishment where she was to begin studying dance that day. Mobs of men and horses pulling carts were barely dodging the brave nineteen year old girl. “That was then, and this is now,” she said out loud. Snubbing out a cigar in the dirt, she stood up tall, and walked in as if she owned the damn place. HER MAJESTY'S THEATRE June 3, 1843 SPECIAL ATTRACTION! Mr. Benjamin Lumley begs to announce that, between the acts of the Opera, Donna Lola Montez will have the honour to make her first appearance in England in an Original Spanish dance. Mr. Benjamin Lumley sat with Lola in his office at Her Majesty's Theatre in London. "If you make a hit," he said, "you shall have a contract for the rest of the season. It all depends on yourself." Lola, smiled and nodded to the man. She wanted nothing better. As she left the managerial office, she felt as if she was treading on air. Lola stood at the wings, in a black satin bodice and flounced pink silk skirt she waited for her cue. Lumley passed her one last time, giving her a nod of encouragement. "Capital," he said, rubbing his whiskers. "Most attractive. You'll be a big success, my dear." The conductor lifted his baton, and she took in a deep breath. Everything had led up to this moment. The heavy curtains slowly were drawn aside and her heart began to race with excitement. Under a cross-fire of opera glasses, Lola bounded on to the stage and executed her initial pirouette. Her slender waist swayed to the music as she swept round the stage. Her graceful head and neck bent with it like a flower that bends with the impulse given to its stem by the fitful temper of the wind. There was a sudden hush at the finish of the number, she stepped up to the footlights and awaited the verdict. All was well, a storm of applause filled the air. Past the footlights, she could see Lumley from his place in the wings, he was beaming with approval. His enterprise would be greatly rewarded with the débutantes success. There was no doubt about it. Lola thought to the moment where she would sign her contract with him and Her majesty's Theatre. Then, breaking her daydream, an ominous hiss suddenly split the air. It was coming from the occupants of Lord Ranelagh's stage box. The audience gasped in astonishment, and looking to Lord Ranelagh, he shouted, "Egad!" he exclaimed in a loud voice, "that's not Lola Montez at all. It's Eliza Rosanna James, an Irish girl who had committed adultery against Lieutenant Thomas James and vanished. Ladies and gentlemen, we're being properly swindled!" Eliza, unable to remarry under her own name, had reinvented herself as a Spanish aristocrat's daughter with an imperious manner. Donna Lola Montez, well, Eliza Rosanna rushed behind the curtain in tears, the audience was in an uproar. She was left penniless, and Lola fled to Prussia, where she then bore all to King Ludwig 1 and became a Bavarian Countess. Frontier pioneer Eliza Inman wrote in her journal in 1843, “If Hell laid to the west, Americans would cross Heaven to reach it.” It looks like she was right. I am Andrea Anderson, thank you for taking the time to listen today. Let's meet again next time, as we continue the story of Lola Montez, theatre and burlesque sensation with a secret past, as she makes her way to California, On “Queens of the Mines. Queens of the Mines was written, produced and narrated by me, Andrea Anderson. The theme song, In San Francisco Bay is by DBUK, You can find the links to their music, tour dates and merchandise, as well as links to all our social media and research links at queensofthemines.com Before we start the episode, I would like to read this dedication written by Lola Montez in her book the Arts of Beauty. “To all men and women of every land, who are not afraid of themselves, who trust so much in their own souls that they dare to stand up in the might of their own individuality to meet the tidal currents of the world.” You may remember Sam Brannan from the very first episode as the man who brought news of the discovery of gold to San Francisco, chanting, "Gold! Gold! Gold from the American River". When Brannan first arrived in 1846 on the ship Brooklyn, he was the leader of a Mormon colony who intended to start a self-sufficient colony with 238 Saints. His entourage of carpenters, blacksmiths, farmers, bakers and everything a community might need, doubled or tripled the population of San Francisco. He had brought a printing press and used it to publish San Francisco's first newspaper, the Alta. Sam Brannan and his people quickly jump-started the local economy in California, settling mormon island on the Sacramento Delta. Queens of the Mines features the authentic stories of gold rush women who blossomed from the camouflaged, twisted roots of California. These are true stories, with some of my own fabrication of descriptive details. It is recommended that you start this series from the first episode. In this episode, we continue and complete the story of Lola Montez, the burlesque sensation with a secret past who will reveal herself as California's 19th century Queen of Temptation. This is a true story, from America's Largest Migration, The Gold Rush. I am Andrea Anderson, and this is Queens of the Mines.
Egad! Hear that?! What's that sound? Is it Dracula? Frankenstein's monster? Or some other undead weirdo? Worse! It's this year's fiendish fit of groovie ghoulies, back from the dead! So get listenin' or else! ☠ Monsters Crash the Pajama Party Opening ☠ Nita & Bonnie- The Graveyard Rock ☠ The Frantics- Werewolf ☠ Excerpt from “The Wolf Man” ☠ John Carpenter & Alan Howarth, “Halloween III: Season of the Witch” OST- Main Theme ☠ Eddie Dean- Gravedigger's Lament ☠ Sharkey Todd & His Monsters- The Cool Ghoul ☠ The Sabres- Spider Walk ☠ “Return of Count Yorga” radio spot ☠ Archie King- The Vampire ☠ Andrzej Korzyński, “Possession” OST- Anna Rewards Mark ☠ “Horrors of the Black Museum” radio spot ☠ Nightmares & The Jimmie Maddin Orchestra- (Oooh I'm Scared) of the Horrors of the Black Museum ☠ The Poets- Dead ☠ Anton LaVey- Satan Takes a Holiday ☠ Kay Bell & The Spacemen- Scream Along with the Monster ☠ Excerpt from “Hilarious House of Frightenstein” ☠ Wayne King & His Orchestra- Swamp Ghosts ☠ Wendy Carlos & Rachel Elking, “The Shining” OST- Main Title ☠ Lee Ross- The Mummy's Bracelet ☠ Sonny Day- Creature from Outer Space ☠ Count Von Shukker- Casa A Go Go ☠ The Madmen- Haunted ☠ Jerry Livingston & Mack David- “Casper the Friendly Ghost” Theme ☠ The Revels- Midnight Stroll ☠ Vince Guaraldi, “It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown” OST- Graveyard Theme ☠ Griz Green- Jam at the Mortuary ☠ John Zacherle wishes you “Happy Halloween”
I awoke this morning thinking about the Prez coming out with his silly looking “angry face” and giving his “really scary” ultimatum, YOU WILL DO AS I SAY OR ELSE! MY PATIENCE IS WEARING THIN! All it did was make me want to put my fist in his stupid-looking face. Egad, he is so-o-o obnoxious. It almost makes me wish I was never vaccinated so I could tell him to take a flying leap . . . https://www.wordsfortheday.com/index.php/2021/09/burning-stinking-hair/
In which we discuss some of our (formerly) favorite things that haven't aged well. From movies to musicians to writers - our youthful heroes go from cool icons to cringing douche-baggery. If the work hasn't changed, that means it's us. Egad.
Jesse invites Keenun Barley, EXECUTIVE DIRECTOR of EGAD and Melanie Schrader VICE CHAIR, Organization Chair of EGAD to share all of the exciting happening in the district. We discover how this hybrid entity champions for their members in creative ways. We investigate all the way,s EGAD, the non-profit side creates fund raisers and raises revenue. We also learn that with the, CRA, the other side handles improvements to the district. EGAD is a creative place with lots of areas of expression and with the current leadership, EGAD hopes to bring more of everything artsy to Melbourne and the Space Coast.Support the show (https://www.patreon.com/Podcast321)
Some useful timestamps:[Links not showing? Please visit: https://getlpodcast.com]00:00 - BEFORE WE BEGIN00:23 - Intro - Welcome to Episode 51!04:00 - Review: Apple Fitness+16:40 - Review: Balan Wonderworld30:00 - Review: Tales from the Borderlands35:00 - The EGAD difference36:45 - Review: Monster Hunter Rise45:20 - Review: Chaos Walking55:55 - Review: Minari57:20 - Review: Our Friend1:00:10 - Review: The Nevers01:15:18 - Pointlessly Gendered01:16:15 - Gendered Pain01:22:00 - Gendered AI01:27:40 - Vaginal Discharge01:38:00 - Penile Discharge01:51:50 - REDDNIGHT01:55:00 - Outro - Thanks for listening!If you enjoyed, please give us a good rating.
It’s the Jon and Todd show this week as Greg is out. We cover the gamut of Husker sports going on right now! We’re a current events podcast now! Egad! Have you filled out your NCAA basketball bracket? You joined the CN Bracket Challenge, right? The NCAA Wrestling tournament was going on as we were recording. Somewhat of a disappointing showing for our beloved Huskers (I am really fucking tired of typing those words together.) With Todd around, we go through wrestling. Todd and I were both present at US Bank Stadium last weekend for Nebraska baseball. We give you a run down of what we saw. Volleyball update. Nebraska Football - we have to talk about football. We have a discussion about our beloved Huskers’ schedule, noting that Nebraska’s athletic department might be trying to move or add a game on September 4th. A home game. AND WHAT ABOUT OKLAHOMA? I point out what happens at contingency planning meetings and how that could have lead to the debacle that was the consideration of re-scheduling the Oklahoma game. Alien invasion? I have brought that up in a meeting. Trained Communist Rats in the ceiling chewing on network cables? YES I HAVE BROUGHT THAT UP TOO. You gotta listen to find out what’s going on! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
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Microsoft Edge is being retired for Microsoft Edge, now back on MacOS! Chrome came in as the fast, lean, and new browser, but now is sort of bloated and slow. Firefox joined a gym shedding weight, gaining speed, and is back in fighting shape. Opera went from being a scrappy indie browser to joining the cool kids. Egad! What’s a person to do? Browser Wars, et. al. Well, make sure you’re not using Internet Explorer, that’s what. Join Jonathan, LD, and Sam as they talk about Browsers! https://www.google.com/chrome/browser-features/ https://www.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/features/ https://www.microsoft.com/en-us/edge/features https://www.opera.com/features https://www.apple.com/safari/
We got another first in the books! Past and future guest, Wyatt Ward, is FILLING IN for TBRPC favorite, Jordan Lindley. Jordan was "out of town" or something. He told us but we weren't listening. EGOT or “EGAD!” Music Review or “You Dick, Fuck You!” Nicolas Gains or Negative Wage Follow Wyatt Ward, TBRPC, Wyatt, Kyle, and Jordan: Instagram: @thisginger, @theboredroom_podcast, @wyattpeakedinhs, @kylegengineering, & @jordanlindely96 Twitter: @wyattpeakedinhs Spotify: Desk Job. & Jordan Lindley Kyle's Twitch Subscribe to Guilty Dogs Productions on YouTube
Funnels work. They're a great way to solve valuable problems and build trust with your customers... WHILE GETTING PAID! Trouble is, it seems as though some businesses don't lend themselves well to the "funnel" model, but the truth is, you can create an ascending ladder full of offers for pretty much ANY business... ... as long as you take a different approach. Here's what I mean... Also in this episode I: - Mispronounce the word "Russell" - DELIBERATELY - a rather poor attempt at raising a smile. - Brilliantly agitate the "funnels don't work for my business" problem, so it feels more pressing and makes you feel WORSE about your life! - Tease you with a possible solution to this problem before I wildly veer off and talk about myself for a bit (you'll wonder how one man can be so damn selfish!) - Blatantly admit that I used to get paid by lying to people for a living (you might wanna call the cops after hearing this) - Answer the "how many birthdays does the average person have a year?" question once and for all (the answer may shock you... if you're an imbecile!!!!) - Say the words "THERE IS NO FREE OFFER!" - Egad! Did I really say this? Yes (let's hope the Sunday papers don't get hold of THAT quote!) - Finally admit the truth about my four-year struggle... (you'll need tissues for this... but only if you've spilled something) - Crowbar in a desperate plug for you to sign up to my "GOOGLE DRIVE OF AWESOMENESS!!!!" (think you know what "no lube" means? Think again...) - Reveal the price of how much a magician REALLY costs for two hours of magic (I'll give you a clue... it's one of these: £150, £400, or a Ginsters pasty and a foot massage) - Berate you (mildly) for being so selfish - Say the words "THERE IS NO FREE OFFER!" - again! (Am I mad?) - IMPLORE you to fantasise about brides... like you are doing right now! - Generously give wedding magicians a free idea for a killer lead magnet (did I say it was free? I did? Oh... shit, I wasted these brackets...) - Selflessly give magicians 5 (yes, facking FIVE) benefits they can use to get more bookings (I've charged over £1.25 for these in the past!!!!) - Show you the easiest way I know to GUARANTEE you're always offering value to the client - keep this handy trick in mind and you'll never go wrong. .... and some (I think) more. Oh, and while you're here... Don't forget to visit https://insertgaghere.com/email to get access to the GOOGLE DRIVE OF AWESOMENESS!!!! so you can claim your FREE email prompts, writing tips, client-getting ideas, and MORE.
We are back for Season 02 of GETL! Some useful timestamps:[Links not showing? Please visit: https://getlpodcast.com]00:00 - Intro - Welcome to SEASON 02, EPISODE 1!04:25 - REVIEWS & PREVIEWS [START]04:30 - EGAD11:50 - Review: Cyberpunk 207719:20 - Review: The Medium27:10 - Review: Little Nightmares II33:17 - REVIEWS & PREVIEWS [END]34:30 - Dead Movie Franchises That Need Video Game Adaptations45:00 - GODZILLA: KING OF THE MONSTERS49:30 - What do dinosaurs taste like?52:20 - Muscle Wiki55:00 - Sleep Deprivation and Unwanted Thoughts57:35 - NSFW [START]58:08 - Athletes who have turned to porn01:00:40 - You were not first. You were chosen.01:08:30 - Nutritional value of Sperm01:15:00 - Why your penis is a different colour!01:18:42 - NSFW [END]01:19:15 - Outro - Thanks for listening!If you enjoyed, please give us a good rating.
EGAD there's a lot of firing going on in today's crossword -- the theme was YOUREFIRED, and 4 answers were two word phrases with the last word being a synonym for being fired -- CAN, AXE, SACK and BOOT. MERCY! In other news, EPEE got a rest today, in lieu of which we had 23A, Old weapon in hand-to-hand combat, BATTLEAXE. In lieu of UGG, we had a much rarer if not debut clue, 53A, Bit of fashionable footwear, ANKLEBOOT. Jean was temporarily misled at 52A, English Channel, informally, with "the", BEEB, while Mike saw right through 38D, Hole-some breakfast food?, BAGEL.
Happy New Year! We're back! Eric and Chad hop aboard the first podcast train of 2021 to discuss the players that the Giants have signed so far this offseason, what their needs are, and what free agents are left to pursue to fill the holes. Boy, the Padres certainly loaded up with Darvish and Snell, eh? Egad. That said, we do think there is a good chance the Giants could sneak into the playoffs with an expanded playoff schedule like last year, but those details have not been settled, yet. With the demonstration of the NFL finishing its regular season during the pandemic along with last year's MLB and NBA seasons, it seems likely that MLB will proceed with its regularly-scheduled spring training and season. However, the owners will push to delay the season to offset the financial losses of not having fans in most parks for the first couple months. The players won't let that happen. We talk about this and more on episode 212 of the TortureCast, the podcast by and for fans of the San Francisco Giants. twitter.com/torturecast facebook.com/torturecast
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Well, its that time of year again! We made our predictions about 2020 last January, and now? Time to grade them! Egad! Predictions Scorecard 2020! – Part 1 We also have to announce our new prize! Ooh, what could it be? Maybe its something to help with the COVID 19lbs? Why, yes it is! Our friends at OfficeMax/OfficeDepot gave us a great set of JBL Tune headphones! Noise cancelling, wireless thanks to Bluetooth, and can be yours for the price of an email!
I state the clearly unthinkable...what if...the Game Boy version of Street Fighter 2, was made for another system? What system would it be made for? Egad!
Against all inner beliefs, I predict how Street Fighter 2 for the Game Boy would play online! Egad!
2 player Street Fighter out of the box from one Game Boy Cartridge! Egad!
You can listen to the episode by clicking: Episode 57. We are in the dark depths of Inferno! Demons have taken over New York City, the kids are fighting to save the city, and the Power parents now know that the kids have powers! Egad!!! So let's take a look at this demon run New York. Is it really that bad. I mean, sure, there is an increase of out-of-towners, and they are pretty rude. Still, screaming at the kids is just not the right way to go. Even worse than that is when your towns public transportation works against you. That is when you know things have gone really bad. I mean I can understand vacuum cleaners and mailboxes...but evil buses is too much. Ok...Demon cars are also bad too. But this cannot be what this book is about, can it. I mean, the parents just found out about the kids powers, right? There has to be some fallout from that, right. What about the parents, how are they dealing with all of this? I guess we can assume things are going badly since the parents are kinda...creepy. Let's just move back to the kids fighting demonic things. What have we got there? Farting demonic Grandma....ok. I give up. What about the New Mutants, they are in here right. Ok...wait what? You know....I should just listen to the show. And yes, I had to add a flatulence joke....cause I am a child. Don’t forget to support us on Patreon, https://www.patreon.com/JeffandRickPresent. We have started to release monthly episodes for our Energizer and greater tiers. We are covering the alternate versions mini-series that started in 2005. You can also check out the art we talk about at our website: https://jeffandrickpresent.wordpress.com/2020/05/24/power-pack-44-what-price-victory/ You can also subscribe and listen to us on YouTube! We also have some merchandise over at Redbubble. We have a couple of nifty shirts for sale. https://www.redbubble.com/people/jeffrickpresent/?asc=u Our show supports the Hero Initiative, Helping Comic Creators in Need. http://www.heroinitiative.org/ Eighties Action by Kevin MacLeodLink: https://incompetech.filmmusic.io/song/3703-eighties-actionLicense: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ Tempting Secrets by Kevin MacLeodLink: https://incompetech.filmmusic.io/song/5005-tempting-secretsLicense: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/
The podcast episode! Mentioning my favorite podcast. Is it podcast-inception? Podception? Inceptcast w/RSS feeds? Do they still make RSS feeds? Egad the questions!
In order, i list every fightung game I've owned! Also for a two-parter, i somehow rank each fighting game! Egad!
Finding a US advertisement for SF2 for the Game Boy! Egad!
Do all religions lead to one God? Are all religions basically the same? Should you choose the one that is best for you? Is it possible that Wiccanism is true? We are joined by a Wiccan high priest to discuss that and much more on today's Theology on Air. After all, you didn't think that we would stop bringing you fresh content just because we are all isolated, did you?? PS At one point in the conversation, Evan says that the Christian God is "three beings." Egad! He definitely knows that the God of the Bible is one being and three persons. There is only one God and saying three "beings" communicates three gods and while he knows better, he misspoke.
It’s only been a WEEK since last we spoke?! Egad! Well we’ve found the all the positive news that’s fit to print in this quarantined ep of CoyCast! Which Hollywood staples are teaming up to form an entertainment relief fund? Which major comic publisher is looking at alternate distribution models? Which film festival is looking at going virtual? Which of his films did Kevin Smith Just record a free audio commentary for? What comic show just got renewed for season 2? Which iconic channel is doing a townhall to explain the pandemic to kids? Who washes the washmen? And which were my favorite comics from the week of March 25th?! All this and SO MUCH MORE! Visit http://www.coycast.com for everything Coycast including links to the Patreon and official merch! Coycast is a part of the Dragon Wagon Radio independent podcast network. Visit http://www.DragonWagonRadio.com for more great podcasts!
I have a friend that is anxious about knowing whether or not he will know his wife in heaven, He does not like the fact that the Bible says that we will not marry in heaven. (Jesus was posed this question when asked about a woman who hypothetically got married but her many husbands kept dying off until she had married and remarried several times. They wanted to know whose wife she would be in heaven and Jesus said there is no marriage in heaven, and we would be like the angels. Matthew 22:30 For in the resurrection they neither marry nor are given in marriage, but are like angels in heaven. (Sorry Mormons but the Bible negates your belief system. . . . https://www.wordsfortheday.com/index.php/2020/02/egad-eternity-with-your-spouse/
I have a friend that is anxious about knowing whether or not he will know his wife in heaven, He does not like the fact that the Bible says that we will not marry in heaven. (Jesus was posed this question when asked about a woman who hypothetically got married but her many husbands kept dying off until she had married and remarried several times. They wanted to know whose wife she would be in heaven and Jesus said there is no marriage in heaven, and we would be like the angels. Matthew 22:30 For in the resurrection they neither marry nor are given in marriage, but are like angels in heaven. (Sorry Mormons but the Bible negates your belief system. . . . https://www.wordsfortheday.com/index.php/2020/02/egad-eternity-with-your-spouse/
Life often brings about changes that inspire us and ultimately push us into the right direction. As life constantly turns, we evolve. With evolution comes knowledge and wisdom. With that knowledge and wisdom, it is our sole responsibility to do our part to make this world a better place. Join us as we chop it up, our way. If you know, you know. Right? Trevr: IG: @Whoistrevr Chris: IG: @Listen2Charisma T-Stacks: IG: @Miker_Phown --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/iykyk/message
Not long ago I received four letters from folks who are suffering. One guy was beset with worry over his finances. Logically he knows what the Bible says about it being a sin to worry and to trust God. Worry accomplishes nothing save harming our health. Most of the things he fears will never happen, but he worries himself silly about them as though they have already happened anyway. I told him to put his faith in God and buck up . . . https://www.wordsfortheday.com/index.php/2019/11/egad-i-thought-i-had-problems/
Not long ago I received four letters from folks who are suffering. One guy was beset with worry over his finances. Logically he knows what the Bible says about it being a sin to worry and to trust God. Worry accomplishes nothing save harming our health. Most of the things he fears will never happen, but he worries himself silly about them as though they have already happened anyway. I told him to put his faith in God and buck up . . . https://www.wordsfortheday.com/index.php/2019/11/egad-i-thought-i-had-problems/
Stacy Citron breaks down religion!!! Egad!!!!
Stacy Citron breaks down religion!!! Egad!!!!
The adjustment of playing video games though i had planned and prepared for it during Ash's pregnancy. It has been a literal joy being Nathan's father. Also some quick thoughts on newer game consoles and games that are actually....positive?!? Egad!
Inspired by a video I seen, i wanted to see if the other Street Fighter games in the series holds up as well from a view that tries not to be as biased! An episode where SF2 for the Game Boy is not the main focal point? Egad!
Character bio-Sagat from the Street Fighter 2 Instruction Booklet! Reading things! From insert booklets! Egad man!
In this episode, we join Cameron as he stuns EGAD with his Karaoke skills and opens up about how a family tragedy inspired him to pursue his love of singing.
This week on The Nerdpocalypse Podcast, the guys are back (minus Terrence). In the middle of a studio move (hence no intro or outro music), the guys discuss the latest Mission Impossible movie and Tom Cruise's career overall, Alf reboot, Living Single reboot, first image of the upcoming Terminator film, 24 prequel in the works, the Fox News harassment film, Altered Carbon season 2, Max Landis' next project, Black Adam solo film being pushed to next year filming, and much more. SHOW NOTES CHECKED OUT Christopher Robin The Darkest Minds The Spy Who Dumped Me Mission Impossible: Fallout LIGHTNING ROUND Alf tv show reboot in the works at Warner Bros The Sandlot prequel is in the works at 20th Century Fox Living Single reboot in the works at Fox First official image from the upcoming Terminator film Marc Maron joins the cast of “Joker” Fox developing a 24 prequel focusing on young Jack Bauer MOVIE/TV NEWS Zack Snyder gives more information on Robin in Batman vs. Superman: Dawn of Justice #MeToo movement heads to the movies Iron Fist season 2 on Netflix will be 10 episodes instead of 13 Altered Carbon season 2 will star Anthony Mackie Max Landis teases Creature of the Black Lagoon remake The Rock’s schedule helps to delay Black Adam film WTF? by JayTeeDee Micah: http://bit.ly/2I9m4GC Jay: http://bit.ly/2Mezm3y TRAILERS Ozark - Season 2 Venom
Serious business in our 10th episode! Egad! Have you heard of this music making of mine? Let's discuss Fantasia 2: Electric Boogaloo. Hear Kevin's impersonation of Chris Isaac. Oh, and Pencil liposuctions for everybody! This week Donald's motorboating in our short Put-Put Donald and our feature film is the little known Make Mine Music.
After a not-very-well-researched discussion of the Windsor Spitfires Junior Hockey team (congrats on your 2017 cup win, boys!) we play at Mad Men in our segment "Egad Bad Ad!" trying to improve bad TV ads starring athletes. Between Tony Siragusa's depends and Mickey Mantle and Willie Mays in baby bonnets, it's our Adult Baby-est episode yet!
The Bakra 312 Written for television by: Luke Schelhaas Directed by: Charlotte Brändström Starz Synopsis: The Artemis finally reaches Jamaica bringing Jamie and Claire that much closer to their goal. During a lavish ball on the island, the Frasers encounter old allies, as well as former adversaries who threaten to derail their mission. My Summary: Flashback to Young Ian's capture. Young Ian and the Artemis arrive at Jamaica. Young Ian is given to The Bakra. She's Geillis Duncan risen from the dead. Young Ian is drugged, questioned, and sexually assaulted. Claire and Jamie et al. just miss the Bruja. They meet an ally. Misadventure and horror in the slave market. They purchase a slave. The plan the release. Geillis needs a reading and a third sapphire. To the Governor's Ball Team Fraser go. They meet an old patient. They see a ghost, Lord John Grey. Lord John meets Claire. The third sapphire is found. Claire sees a ghost, Geillis Duncan. Claire and Geillis catch up. Geillis agrees to help find Young Ian. The prophecy reading is done. Yi Tien Cho might get the girl. Thomas Leonard arrives. Jamie and Claire escape. Freedom is given. Jamie is arrested. How it played: That's right Young Ian, draw first blood. That'll show ‘em. Many months later, Jamaica. (in a French accent) I'm looking for pirates. Eleanor Guthrie is the Bakra? LMAO. You're in Jamaica mon. Two boys left, that's some scary math. It is a long way to travel Young Ian, about 4500 miles as the crow flies. The Bakra eats them or something. There is a Rose Hall in Jamaica. Well hello there, creepy sexy lady. It's Geillis Duncan. Bath of goat's blood – there are beliefs that animal blood bathing can retain youth. Young Ian, “She's creepy, she's sexy, she's scary.” NEVER EVER take a beverage from Geillis. EVER. She's the ruffie queen. Loose lips. Why does she need the third sapphire? “I sex the virgins up, then kill them.” “You'll know what to do then.” Time Traveler. Sexy AF. Pedophile. Murderer. Poisoner. Slave Master. She's the whole package that Geillis. Geillis is looking for the third sapphire; Claire calls Jamaica the jewel of the Caribbean. Coincidence? I don't think so. Team Fraser break. MacIver is the happiest wig wearing dude ever. A Ball! Meh, no thanks. Who wants to meet the Governor? Right call Jamie, don't let Claire out of your sight. A hog's head of wine was 32 gallons. Ugh, the slave market. Claire is all sorts of uncomfortable. The horrors of the slave market are visually toned down for television. The spirit of how horrendous and dehumanizing it was is made clear. I cannot imagine anyone ever thinking slavery was justifiable. Here's a history of Jamaica and slavery. We're hunting Young Ian's. Another act of dehumanization, branding. Claire loses her shit as only Claire can and hits the auctioneer with her parasol. She starts a bloody row. Then asks Jamie to do something about it. She wants to help the enslaved man. This scene could be, “How Claire accidentally owns a slave.” Temeraire is his name. Jamie schools Claire on the politics and legality of slave ownership. They discuss how to free him in the future, so he stays free. “Hey, honey, we're going to a ball.” They ask for Temeraire's help and tell him he's free as soon as they can find a way to do it. A prophecy. A reading curtailed. I need the third stone. Oh, that whacky Margaret Campbell. Um Geillis, I think your intel is incorrect. We arrive at the ball. The King's House. Jamie's a dandy, Claire's in her 20-year-old gown. That hair! Eke. That wig. Yikes! Yi Tien Cho cleans up. Fancy meeting you here Archibald. Claire's discomfort grows at the sight of the wigged slaves. Jamie asks when the slave trade ends. Yi Tien Cho is a proper distraction. The ladies are interested. He notices Margaret giving a reading to a slave and is intrigued by her. From across the room, they have a moment. Giddy honeymooners. Jamie and Claire stop time with their eye lock. “I will have you later, oh yes I will.” Oh, you smart writers, ghosts it is. It's Lord John Grey. John is dumbstruck and goofy overseeing Jamie. He's stunned to meet Claire. Fergus is looking concerned behind them. Watch out Geillis that wig might spring to life and bark. Egad. Claire's hackles are up. Willie is well. He and Isobel will come in the Summer. These wigs are killing me. A malediction is a curse or imprecation. John was made Governor as an ill favor. Help us find Young Ian. Yadda yadda. Oh, THE SAPPHIRE. Why's he wearing it? What? Claire doesn't like how John looks at Jamie. Claire's hair is a travesty of non-wiggedness. Yi Tien Cho makes a move. He's digging on Margaret. Such a romantic. The Governor chats up Claire. “Come now we both know your virtue was not in jeopardy.” Claws are out. Another ghost revealed. I-spy Geillis. Claire and Jamie use the same phrase. How clever. “Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world.” Geillis Frenemies unite. Claire gets the 411. “Why are men such fools? Ye can lead them anywhere by the cock for a while. Given them a bairn and you have them by the balls again. But it's all ye are to them, whether they're coming in or going out—a cunt. Well here's to it I say. Most powerful thing in the world.” The Philosophy of Geillis. To watch your burning, what a rush. “Bob's your uncle.” “I hid out for a while,” code for I went to France. Yes, of course, Geillis, the tropics are very bad for Englishmen. No, no, of course, I haven't seen him. Of course, I will help. Frenemies gonna frenemy. Hey there, miss grabby hands, that's my sapphire. “She's a touch strange, isn't she?” As Claire said, “You have no idea.” Time for a magical mystery tour. Margaret is in the house! Let the readings begin. Clever roping job. Margaret doesn't want to do it. It feels like death comes to do this reading. With the third sapphire in hand…it's scary talk. 200 years upon the death of a child that is 200 years' old upon its birth. BRIANNA because she was conceived 200 years in the past and born 200 years in the future. Benjamin Button was released in 1922. Newlyweds acting like newlyweds. Oh no, it's a Thomas Leonard. On the way to escape they learn, Young Ian is at Rose Hall. The lying biotch. They agree to allow Temeraire his leave with other Maroons. The Leonard sees their escape. They hold up their bargain and release Temeraire near Rose Hall. Jamie gives Claire the pictures of the kids when Leonard arrives. And the Leonard arrests Jamie after Claire gives him a piece of her mind. Claire is left to find Young Ian. My final thoughts: Absolute episodic whiplash. How many things can be thrown into one episode? I can imagine the writers' room buzz, “We've only 2 episodes left. Jam it all in here or we're not going to make it.” It feels overwhelming at times having everything occur over the course of one day. The episode had no time to breathe and create a realistic pace. I also wonder why Jamie wasn't in full disguise? A wig is certainly not enough to make him less visible. The wigs and Claire's atrocious hair were their own characters. I half expected the wigs to animate and something alive coming out of Claire's coif. A sweet twist giving Yi Tien Cho and Margaret a connection. It may be love at first sight for them. I hope the finale is less jam-packed with the presumed release of Jamie and rescue of Young Ian. What's Coming up? Episode 313 Eye of the Storm: Claire is forced to play a game of cat and mouse with an old adversary as she searches for Young Ian. The Frasers race through the jungles of Jamaica to prevent the unthinkable. How can you participate? To have your questions/comments added, email or call the listener line after the show airs. 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Egad, hope you’re ready for this hellacious edition of Nerds Without Pants: Halloween Havoc style! We are joined by Blake to talk about characters that spook us, movies that chill us, and podcast lengths that make us quake with fear. If you all get to the end of this, well…you’ll see. 00:00-05:03- Intro 05:19-1:43:48- STAGE SELECT: Top 3 Most Terrifying Video Game Characters 1:44:40-2:53:56- CONSUMPTION JUNCTION: The Evil Within 2, Capcom, Martyrs, Inside, Last Shift, The Void, Stranger Things: The Game, Lights Out, They Look Like People, It, Bravely Default, Metroid: Samus Returns, DinoGenics, SNES Mini hot takes 2:53:29-3:20:57- CHRONO CROSSING: 1987 3:21:11-3:27:08- Outro and outtakes NEXT EPISODE: STAGE SELECT: Patrick wants to know what video game characters you would eat, and what you think they taste like. CHRONO CROSSING: What is your favorite game of 1986? Be sure to double check those release dates. SUBMIT YOUR ENTRIES FOR STAGE SELECT AND/OR CHRONO CROSSING BY 8:30 CENTRAL ON NOV. 2! FEATURED MUSIC: The Pretty Reckless- Make Me Wanna Die Silent Hill 3- Lost Carol Stranger Things game outside theme Whatsacow- Prepare to Die
Egad, hope you’re ready for this hellacious edition of Nerds Without Pants: Halloween Havoc style! We are joined by Blake to talk about characters that spook us, movies that chill us, and podcast lengths that make us quake with fear. If you all get to the end of this, well…you’ll see. 00:00-05:03- Intro 05:19-1:43:48- STAGE SELECT: Top 3 Most Terrifying Video Game Characters 1:44:40-2:53:56- CONSUMPTION JUNCTION: The Evil Within 2, Capcom, Martyrs, Inside, Last Shift, The Void, Stranger Things: The Game, Lights Out, They Look Like People, It, Bravely Default, Metroid: Samus Returns, DinoGenics, SNES Mini hot takes 2:53:29-3:20:57- CHRONO CROSSING: 1987 3:21:11-3:27:08- Outro and outtakes NEXT EPISODE: STAGE SELECT: Patrick wants to know what video game characters you would eat, and what you think they taste like. CHRONO CROSSING: What is your favorite game of 1986? Be sure to double check those release dates. SUBMIT YOUR ENTRIES FOR STAGE SELECT AND/OR CHRONO CROSSING BY 8:30 CENTRAL ON NOV. 2! FEATURED MUSIC: The Pretty Reckless- Make Me Wanna Die Silent Hill 3- Lost Carol Stranger Things game outside theme Whatsacow- Prepare to Die
My daily letter to President Trump for Thursday, August 13th, 2017. On health care. Again. Egad.
Silence children, silence. I hear a whisper 'pon the leaves and a mist has descended. WHO COMES TO TROUBLE OUR CAMPFIRE?! Why, 'tis Mister Merry and his sack full of pranks! Open your sack Mister Merry, let us all benefit from its bounty! But what is this!? Little crippled Froomashoom, you shall have your comics wish! It is a bumper to bumper edition of SILENCE! Now we shall truly make merry! That's right, Gorbarek the weepy, this sack contains all the four colour nourishment you will ever require as Gary Lactus and Lord Nuneaton Savage expound upon many an inky truth. From The Wildstorm to Transmetropolitan; Cursewords, The Visitor and why He Stayed, Tank Girl Gold, Storming Heaven, Batman and the 2000AD 40th Anniversary Special. Ho, but this is joy indeed! There is a SILENCE! The Film Has Started, with Savage expanding and expanding on the subject of Anna Billison's The Love Witch, oh sires! There shall be merriment in these hills afore long! But, hark... what is that in the shadows? There, by the babbling brook, do you see? Snuffling and slipping between sight. EGAD! 'Tis The Beast Must Die! And he has... a strange new familiar... @silencepod @frasergeesin @thebeastmustdie @bobsymindless @theQuietusFilm @kellykanayama silencepodcast@gmail.com You can support us using Patreon if you like.
This week’s guest is a longtime friend who crossed a sea to be with us on this lovely long weekend–Noel! We talk creating life, and plumb some dark depths around losing parents, as we come fresh off Chris’ dad’s funeral. We find that there is a lot of commonality among the reluctant bereaved, and sometimes you just need to joke about what the hell to do with a big ol’ box of cremains. Loss is complicated, guys. There are still a surprising number of laughs to be had this episode, so please enjoy, and may all your popes be so very young.
R. Ben Garant, Michaela Murphy, Ryan Stroud and Alan Weber share spooky stories in our 2016 Halloween episode.
Deep in the wilderness of another international break, Matt and Dan aim their trusty Tactics Truck onto the highway of Fantasy Premier League and fire the Glade-infused automobile towards a long-awaited game week. Sadly, much like Matt's latest points total - it can only do 30. Egad! There's a stowaway on board! Yes an actual proper podcaster from The Football Ramble; Pete Donaldson, rolls in to discuss his FPL success - higher in the league than both Matt and Dan, yet hasn't looked at his team since game week 1. The swine. #fantasyfootball #football #soccer #fantasysoccer #EPL #dreamteam #premierleague #ferret #fantasypremierleague #radio #norway #MattOnlyScored30Points #goal #thefootballramble #ramble #petedonaldon #inserthashtaghere See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.
Say your prayers little one. In this podcast, Jordan battles demons!While demons surely make great fodder for podcasting, it is their metaphorical nature that intrigues Jordan the most. We all have internal demons, although we seldom refer to them using such terminology. Demons may strike us in the form of physical ailments, psychological torments, and even separation from oneness with the rest of humanity.But if these demons, whilst unseen, have real impacts on our lives, can they be defeated using unseen weapons? Can a demon be cast out using the unseen power of imagination? How about meditation or yoga?Tim Pickerill(http://twitter.com/beardvsevil), of Watchers on the Couch fame(http://www.onyxedgestudios.com/watchers-on-the-couch), joins Jordan to partake in the sacrament and explore these questions deeper. What is the nature of imagination? What is its’ relationship to reality? And why don’t people use the word “EGAD” anymore?This episode’s wisdom nugget comes from the brilliant psychiatrist, Carl Gustav (C.G.) Jung. Jung’s summation may make Jordan sound a tad less crazy. But be careful, dear listener, because the less crazy Jordan appears, the weirder your world becomes.
Egad! Rose Red and Charlie have happened upon a copy of the Tarotnomicon, a legendary spellbook of untold dark powers, and without a second thought have chosen to use it to conjure forth the spirit of a long-dead Tarot luminary. For their first foray into the necromantic arts, they have summoned Bianca Maria Visconti, for whom the first known Tarot deck was a wedding present. What will they learn? What secrets has she kept hidden within her grave? Will they survive the experience with their minds intact? Will you!?!Major thanks to our friend Anastasia Haysler for this one.
Today's episode is with DC "I'm a huncher" Pierson (writer, actor, comedian, rapper, sketch person)! Egad!! Julian (great hair) and DC chat about being tall and around taller people, Rush Hour, Nintendo Power, and GAD. DC is a writer, comedian, and performer currently in Los Angeles. If you're in New York City June 27th, catch him and Shitty Jobs during the Del Close Marathon Follow Word With Friend Follow DC Pierson Follow Julian Stern
Egad! In this episode of the Spiraken Manga Review, Xan feels a little dirty as he gets to review one of Go Nagai's more...WTF characters, so sit back and enjoy as Xan review "Kekko Kamen" by Go Nagai He also talks about the horrible life of Mayumi , and how a simple prank could become an icon and plans for 2013.hope you enjoy Music For Episode: Intro Music -Kekko Kamen no Uta by Emi Shinohara ( Kekko Kamen OST ), Ending Music - Kekko Kamen no Uta by Emi Shinohara ( Kekko Kamen OST ) Website: www.spiraken.com Email: xan@spiraken.com Twitter:spiraken Facebook: spiraken manga review Random question: Would you want to face Kekko Kamen's finishing move?
Episode 157 is the Dead Letter Award catch-up episode! Brother D reviews three Dead Letter Award-nominated zombies movies on his own - Rammbock/Siege of the Dead (dir. Marvin Kren), The Dead Can't Dance (dir. Rodrick Pocowatchit) and E'gad, Zombies! (dir. Matthew Butler) - and is then joined by Aaron from the DLA-nominated The Zed Word: Zombie Blog to review and discuss La Horde/The Horde (dir. Yannick Dahan, Benjamin Rocher). That's four movie reviews, plus we have a bonus webcomic review (courtesy of Adorable Kate), the news (courtesy of Need-A-Nickname Scott, who's going on a scouting mission for all of us next week when he and his wife Tracey take a trip Walt Disney World), and the Feedback Discussion (courtesy of Miss Bren). (We had some Feedback about Episode 156.6, and to avoid spoiling Survivors, this Feedback appears at the very end of this episode.)Email us at MailOrderZombie@gmail.com or call us at 206-202-2505!Palavr.com Forums - http://palavr.com/forum.php/2010 Mail Order Zombie Dead Letter Awards Ballot - http://tinyurl.com/dla2010Rondo Hatton Awards - http://rondoaward.com/rondo/rondos.htmlThe Zed Word: Zombie Blog - http://tinyurl.com/zedwordE'gad, Zombies! - http://www.egadzombies.co.uk/Fizz and Ginger Films - http://www.fizzandgingerfilms.co.uk/The Dead Can't Dance on Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/deadcantdanceHarmy Films - http://www.harmyfilms.com/The Zombie Hunters Web Comic - http://www.thezombiehunters.com/index.phpInterview with Mark Tofu (Zombie Fallout) - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTsX_7I7oZgZombie Love Song - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YCVMuevcCvYDead Island LinksDead Island Official Site - http://www.deadisland.comDead Island publisher denies movie rights sold (for now) - http://www.gamershell.com/companies/deep_silver/824154.htmlDead Island trailer in chronological order - http://www.ign.com/videos/2011/02/16/dead-island-backwards-forwards-announcement-trailer?objectid=829562Dead Island trailer redone in Minecraft - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nOO2x7JYuIUShaun of the Dead Island - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yR9WsSTAqvgMcFarlane Toys to make The Walking Dead figures - http://geek-news.mtv.com/2011/02/14/toy-fair-2011-mcfarlane-toys-the-walking-dead-action-figures-exclusive-video/The Walking Dead videogame official & interview with Robert Kirkman - http://www.horror-movies.ca/horror_20013.htmlMore Left 4 Dead 2 DLC on the way - http://www.l4d.com/blog/post.php?id=5019Eat Me! trailer - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S5p5Dh--CcMWoody Harrelson on Zombieland 2 - http://www.totalfilm.com/news/woody-harrelson-unsure-about-zombieland-2(Various production music produced by Kevin MacLeod.)
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