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Flushed with their firestuffostered friendship, WAKE celebrates St. Patrick's Day by exploring all of the many ways that Finnegans Wake refers to whiskey: Ireland's beloved, potent créatúr. Joined by world whiskey historian and former Sweny's volunteer Fionnán O'Connor, we explode some myths regarding monks, St Patrick, and potatoes, brush off our pub stool wisdom, prepare the worm on our darling little stills, and consider the role trust plays in what is simultaneously the oldest and youngest whiskey industry in the world. So, tuck yourself into a snug in your local shebeen with a ball of malt, and don't forget to get in on a round: we bet you can't stay for just one. Happy St. Paddy's!Today's chatters: Fionnán O'Connor, Toby Malone, TJ YoungReferences:The Amber Isle Teaser https://vimeo.com/1029613764 James Joyce's whiskey connections https://scotchwhisky.com/magazine/culture/25971/james-joyce-s-whiskey-connections/Ulysses Whiskey https://www.ulysseswhiskey.com/our-storyDave Broom https://thewhiskymanual.uk/James Joyce's whiskey connections | Scotch Whiskyhello-everyone/ Finnegan's Wake and Joycehttps://steemit.com/finneganswake/@harlotscurse/finnegan-s-wake-and-joyceThe Fall and Rise of Irish Whiskey: https://liquorstore.com/blog/the-fall-and-rise-of-irish-whiskey/ A Sense of Place: a journey around Scotland's whisky https://the-right-spirit.com/2023/10/06/book-a-sense-of-place-by-dave-broom/ Fionnán's forthcoming Créatúr: https://creatur.ie/Fundraising for Créatúr: https://whiskymag.com/articles/irish-whiskey-historian-launches-fundraiser-for-new-book-creatur/ Fionnán gets emotional: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bVbkxCU6BV4 For early drops, community and show notes, join us at our free Patreon, at patreon.com/wakepod, or check out our Linktree, at https://linktr.ee/wake.pod. We welcome comments from everyone: even, nay, especially, the dreaded purists. Come and "um actually" us!
Well folks, Hannibal is finally here! This episode finally feels like the show they fell in love with. MK and Courtney talk vacations, life falling apart, and the fundamental differences between cat and dog people.
Chuck and Roxy are back and open with a very quick recap of the Super Bowl (Commercials) and some more details about their upcoming "ski" trip?Next it's time to "Meet the Littles" as our hosts welcome Thomas Bogert to the podcast! (15:30) We get to hear all about his new Facebook page called "Flushed the mouse." FACEBOOK: Search Thomas R. Bogert / Flush the Mouse / Shit talking (insert sport) TWITTER / BLUESKY @TheKr8kenThen our hosts close out the show with your emails and announce their new Oscars contest! (42:00)SONG: "My Worth" by Lorenza Wildcard INSTAGRAM & TWITTER: @lorenzawildcard EMAIL: lorenzawilcard@gmail.comJINGLE: "You Have Flushed The Mouse" - A parody of a song by Billy Joel.Recorded by joeythejammer in Ellicott City, MDRecorded: 07/18/2024 Released: 07/19/2024 First aired: unairedPodcast Website - www.loyallittlespod.com Podcast Email - WTFCPODNET@GMAIL.COMTwitter:@loyallittlespod Instagram: @theloyallittlespodcastPODCAST LOGO DESIGN by Eric Londergan www.redbubble.com Search: ericlondergan or copy and paste this link! https://www.redbubble.com/people/ericlondergan/shop
Stupid News 1-23-2025 6am …The Cat earned a lot of Frequent Flyer Miles …He Flushed His Brother's Ashes Down the Toilet …Never get in the way of a Fat Guy and his food
Send us a textAce and Zim discuss the Bengals sweeping the Browns, the playoff picture and more.SUBSCRIBE to the Wincinnati YouTube channel: https://rb.gy/yz5l4y FIND & FOLLOW the Wincinnati podcast on your favorite platforms:LISTEN on Buzzsprout: https://rb.gy/4d3xksLISTEN on Apple Podcasts: https://rb.gy/bwwbsiLISTEN on Spotify: https://rb.gy/daasvlLISTEN on Stitcher: https://rb.gy/0rc4rwLISTEN on Google: https://rb.gy/xgvsmpLISTEN on iHeartRadio: https://rb.gy/t03chpLISTEN on Amazon: https://rb.gy/vbumtvFOLLOW Ace & Zim on Twitter, where they'll share the latest news about the Cincinnati Bengals and interact with Bengals fans, and host Twitter spaces.Ace: https://rb.gy/gmx9fnZim:https://rb.gy/pb7nvwWincinnati podcast: https://rb.gy/wegjep
My FINAL guest of 2024 is here! I've wanted to have makeup artist Sara Wren on the show for so long, and I'm so glad that the Director of Artistry for Milk Makeup is our final guest interview. In this episode the Philadelphia-based makeup artist takes us behind the scenes of her life in makeup. From being inspired by Gwen Stefani and her first makeup counter job working for Christian Dior to how she became Director of Artistry for one of the most no-nonsense, multi-tasking beauty brands to come out of the 2010s: Milk Makeup. As well as being hilarious and enlightening, this episode is a great opportunity to learn more about beauty retail, because when Sara first started working at Milk Makeup, she actually worked in account management, spending much of her life on the road and in hotels. If you love this episode as much as we did, feel free to reach out in the DMs over on Instagram or find me on Threads - @charisse_kenion for both. And if you really loved this episode, give the show a rating or review - that would be the perfect Christmas gift to me. Also, be sure to follow the show wherever you're listening. Links Find Sara on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/wrentar Find Sara on TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@wrentar Purito Centella Unscented Serum: https://go.shopmy.us/p-11422441 Purito Centella Unscented Recovery Cream: https://go.shopmy.us/p-11422443 Mutha Rebirth Amniotic Toner: https://go.shopmy.us/p-11422448 Obagi Clinical Vitamin C + Arbutin Brightening Serum: https://go.shopmy.us/p-11422452 The Inkey List Caffeine Eye Cream: https://go.shopmy.us/p-11422455 Laneige Lip Glowy Balm: https://go.shopmy.us/p-11422458 Paula's Choice 10% Azelaic Acid Booster: https://go.shopmy.us/p-11422459 Youth to the People Superfood Hydrate + Firm Peptide Eye Cream: https://go.shopmy.us/p-11422465 Shop Milk Makeup: https://milkmakeup.com/ Find me on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@CharisseKenionYT Find me on Threads: https://www.threads.net/@charisse_kenion/ BeautyMe newsletter: https://beautymenotes.substack.com Find me on TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@charissekenion BeautyMe on ShopMy: https://shopmy.us/beautyme
It is time for LAST TIME ON! The podcast for everyone who wants to watch all those great television shows out there, but who has the time for that? Our hosts don't, so they take the randomized highway down your favorite shows they haven't seen, and try to guess what happened... Last Time On!Ben discusses zero g anatomy, Ben sings some sea shanties, and Ben gives oxygen related pro-tips. Oh and Xhafer and Victor are here too.Special thanks to tadeodoria.com and Yum Yum Pod
The Dark Prophecy, ch. 18 to 21 This week on Unwise Girls we talk about the circumstances when it's okay to make fun of someone's trauma, the continued adventures of gender dysphoric Apollo, dead boyfriend guilt, Narcissus and historical recontextualization, how power desensitizes you to the people around you, how the immortal anchor their sense of self to relationships with specific individuals, the mysterious third emperor, generic sea serpents, and the all-powerful Law of Percy Jackson. Come back next week for The Dark Prophecy, ch. 22 to 25! Check out our Patreon! (https://www.patreon.com/unwisegirls) Follow the show (https://twitter.com/unwisegirls) Join our Discord! (https://discord.gg/XnhhwzKQ8d) Hosted by Jacqueline (https://twitter.com/swampduchess) and Jane (https://twitter.com/janeyshivers). Edited by Jacqueline. Cover art by Vera (https://twitter.com/Innsmouth_Inn). Intro/outro: "Super Mariocean" by spacepony (https://ocremix.org/remix/OCR01147)
On this week's episode of 2 Non Doctors, Liz is back from living the van life & has so much to teach you...about toilets. Meanwhile, Maria wants to know why people die in their sleep. Listen for more! Subscribe, rate & review us! Become a Patron! Get access to weekly and monthly bonus episodes, episodes before they are released, stickers and more! patreon.com/2nondoctorsEmail us: 2nondoctors@gmail.comFollow us: Instagram @2nondrs Twitter/X/Facebook @2nondoctors --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/2-non-doctors/support
In this episode of The President's Daily Brief: For nine months, Yahya Sinwar, the mastermind behind the deadly October 7 attacks, evaded capture in Gaza's vast tunnel network. Today, we reveal how Israeli forces finally flushed him out and the military tactics behind it. Israeli authorities arrest seven citizens for leaking military secrets to Iran, dismantling a spy ring that had been active for two years. Cuba faces growing political unrest as Hurricane Oscar's aftermath leaves the island in days of blackouts. And in today's Back of the Brief, tensions flare during King Charles's visit to Australia as an Indigenous lawmaker interrupts a royal reception, accusing the monarchy of genocide. To listen to the show ad-free, become a premium member of The President's Daily Brief by visiting PDBPremium.com. Please remember to subscribe if you enjoyed this episode of The President's Daily Brief. Email: PDB@TheFirstTV.com Patriot Gold: Call 1-888-870-5457 for a free investor guide. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Clare's hospitality providers are warning this county's tourism economy will be flushed down the drain, unless substantial supports are put in place to support the sector. Businesses from across this county and beyond are gathering outside the Dáil this lunchtime, to protest the lack of helpful measures introduced in Budget 2025. According to the Restaurants Association of Ireland, over 580 food let outlets have closed their doors since the introduction of the 13.5% Vat rate last year, while in Clare alone, 18 pubs have closed in the same timeframe. Clare VFI Chair and Owner of O'Deas Pub in Ennis Charlie O'Meara is at Leinster House and has been telling Clare FM's Daragh Dolan that all local businesses need supports to stay afloat.
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Sox fans! Our Chicago White Sox (27-74) were swept by the Kansas City Royals this past weekend. The Sox scored just three runs and turned in a pathetic effort after the break. Can the Sox turn things around in 2025 like the Royals have done? Speaking of 2025, next year's schedule is out... will Crochet and Robert Jr. be around to participate? Thank you for the continued support. Go Sox. #WhiteSox
Watch The X22 Report On Video No videos found Click On Picture To See Larger PictureThe automobile manufactures are now getting the message and they are now moving away from the EV market. US housing is falling apart and its starting to look very similar to 2009. Trump says that JD is now on board with Bitcoin. Trump surprised by Bitcoin. The [DS] OP is now falling apart. There are two many questions, they never expected it to go down this way. [BO] has now been flushed out and they are now pushing Biden out. Most likely the will wait until he is the nominee and then replace him. DNC is now in focus in Chicago, will there be an event. The World is Watching. (function(w,d,s,i){w.ldAdInit=w.ldAdInit||[];w.ldAdInit.push({slot:13499335648425062,size:[0, 0],id:"ld-7164-1323"});if(!d.getElementById(i)){var j=d.createElement(s),p=d.getElementsByTagName(s)[0];j.async=true;j.src="//cdn2.customads.co/_js/ajs.js";j.id=i;p.parentNode.insertBefore(j,p);}})(window,document,"script","ld-ajs"); Economy American Auto Giant Pivots Plans To Build Electric Vehicles At Major Plant To Produce Heavy-Duty Pickups Instead Ford is reversing course on plans to manufacture electric vehicles (EVs) at a major plant and instead will produce gas-powered, heavy-duty pickup trucks at the facility, Reuters reported Thursday. The company initially planned to build three-row electric SUVs at its facility in Oakville, Canada, between 2025 and 2027, but the plant will now add capacity to produce 100,000 F-Series Super Duty trucks at the plant, according to Reuters. Ford said that it is still committed to producing those EVs on that timeline, though it is unclear which of its plants will handle that production. Ford lost more than $4.5 billion on its EV product lines in 2023 Source: dailycaller.com https://twitter.com/ElectionWiz/status/1813917179232039292 https://twitter.com/GRDecter/status/1813961004054974815 https://twitter.com/Rasmussen_Poll/status/1813916120426160422 Biden administration forgiving another $1.2B in student loans The Biden administration announced on Thursday it would be forgiving another $1.2 billion in student loans, covering the debt for 35,000 people through the Public Service Loan Forgiveness program. Source: thehill.com https://twitter.com/GRDecter/status/1813921081918365719 We're in the early stages of a rate cut cycle, adding liquidity to the global economy. With the S&P at record highs, things are heating up. Buckle up! https://twitter.com/BitcoinMagazine/status/1813663239773000038 https://twitter.com/BitcoinMagazine/status/1813980967151001966 June Auto Sales Reporting Thrown off by CDK Cyberattack As automotive retailers bounce back from the cyberattack on leading tech provider CDK Global, their financial results are murky for the period impacted by the incident, prompting challenge maintaining investor confidence. Automotive services and technology company Cox Automotive highlighted the impact of the hack, which impacted dealer management systems (DMSs) for about two weeks, on reporting. Source: pymnts.com Political/Rights Leading 'Trump Russia Hoax' Propagandist's Wife Indicted As Foreign Spy Max Boot - a big fan of 'forever wars' who laundered Trump-Russia conspiracy theories through the Washington Post - is married to a South Korean spy who used to work for the CIA, and is a senior fellow at the Council on Foreign Relations (now on 'administrative leave) - according to a new indictment revealed on Wednesday. Boot's wife, Sue Mi Terry, 54, a native of Seoul living in Manhattan, used her position as a foreign policy expert to trade access to top US officials in exchange for luxury goods and 'high-end sushi dinners,' according to the indictment. https://twitter.com/BecketAdams/status/1813681389520277997 Terry is accused of having "disclosed sensitiv...
Watch The X22 Report On Video No videos found Click On Picture To See Larger PictureThe temps are cooling on earth, so 91 years of global warming has failed. Canada is trying force the older population out of their homes. Costco is raising their membership fee, this is how you know inflation is here. Inflation drops to 3%, right on schedule. Trump will speak at Bitcoin. The [DS] just played their hand, they have no showed everyone that they are traitors to the US. The Save Act passed the House but the Ds voted against it. Traitors everywhere. The [DS] have formed and planned to remove Biden, Trump is using game theory to flush out Obama and it has worked. Biden will stay in the race and become the nominee, then the [DS] will make their move. Trump and the patriots are counting on this. (function(w,d,s,i){w.ldAdInit=w.ldAdInit||[];w.ldAdInit.push({slot:13499335648425062,size:[0, 0],id:"ld-7164-1323"});if(!d.getElementById(i)){var j=d.createElement(s),p=d.getElementsByTagName(s)[0];j.async=true;j.src="//cdn2.customads.co/_js/ajs.js";j.id=i;p.parentNode.insertBefore(j,p);}})(window,document,"script","ld-ajs"); Economy https://twitter.com/JunkScience/status/1811200118328303961 https://twitter.com/endwokeness/status/1811170142031868020?s=61&t=BdBkJAWYzheOiIIylkbO1g https://twitter.com/KobeissiLetter/status/1811134427256299947 https://twitter.com/GRDecter/status/1811382242863694250 cut rates in September? https://twitter.com/KobeissiLetter/status/1811389524833935655 5.4% 7. Rent Inflation: 5.1% 8. Food Away From Home Inflation: 4.1% Inflation has been at or above 3% for 39 consecutive months now. While June CPI was a move in the right direction, elevated inflation in key categories makes inflation feel much higher. We've also now had over 3 years of compounding inflation. Affordability is still getting worse. https://twitter.com/unusual_whales/status/1811389226644373835 https://twitter.com/StephenMoore/status/1811158521863344606 https://twitter.com/Jeff_Jacoby/status/1811413237981966375 https://twitter.com/BitcoinMagazine/status/1811433986914238580 Political/Rights Former Pelosi aide accused of sexual assault by ex-Senate staffer An ex-Senate staffer has come forward with allegations that she was sexually assaulted by a former aide to onetime House Speaker Nancy Pelosi (D-CA). A police report obtained by the San Francisco Chronicle details Zahra Hajee's accusations against Kevin Ortiz. Hajee, a former aide to San Francisco City Supervisor Rafael Mandelman, has also worked for Sen. Alex Padilla (D-CA). She claims Ortiz sexually assaulted her in March and April 2021. Ortiz denies the allegations, saying through his lawyers that the encounters were consensual. Ortiz is the co-president of the Latinx Democratic Club and was working for Pelosi when he met Hajee in early 2021. While he continues to serve as president of the political club, Ortiz left the Democratic leader's office in 2022. In an attempt to verify his claims that the relationship was mutual, the former Pelosi aide provided screenshots of text messages that show Hajee repeatedly requesting to meet up with Ortiz. Source: washingtonexaminer.com Luna push to fine Garland $10,000 per day over Biden-Hur tapes fails The House rejected a resolution Thursday to hold Attorney General Merrick Garland in “inherent contempt” of Congress and fine him $10,000 each day that he does not turn over audio tapes from President Biden's interview with special counsel Robert Hur. Source: thehill.com https://twitter.com/DC_Draino/status/1811426112192262470 https://twitter.com/RepLuna/status/1811421210678604049 https://twitter.com/EndWokeness/status/1811376219402768602 Geopolitical/Police State Elon Musk Defeats $500 Million Lawsuit Over Twitter Mass Layoffs
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Watch The X22 Report On Video No videos found Click On Picture To See Larger PictureThe [CB]/[WEF] have been gas lighting the people for years. They want the people to sacrifice everything and they will keep everything. The unemployment number are so manipulated that they are no longer making sense.The Sahm rule was just triggered, we are in a recession. Mt Gox releases Bitcoin, Bitcoin drops. Fed in holding pattern until Sep. [BO] has begun the push to remove Biden, he will pressure him to step down on his own. The fake news has been instructed by [BO] to show Biden in the worst light. Think about what is happening, the fake news is now attacking Biden, Biden will start calling it fake news. More people will be pushed away. Most likely when Biden doesn't step down, he will be removed. [KH] will step in and pretend she is running, will pick a VP, [HRC]. [KH] will be replaced with [MO]. This will all fail. DHS simulates war games. [BO] is being flushed out. (function(w,d,s,i){w.ldAdInit=w.ldAdInit||[];w.ldAdInit.push({slot:13499335648425062,size:[0, 0],id:"ld-7164-1323"});if(!d.getElementById(i)){var j=d.createElement(s),p=d.getElementsByTagName(s)[0];j.async=true;j.src="//cdn2.customads.co/_js/ajs.js";j.id=i;p.parentNode.insertBefore(j,p);}})(window,document,"script","ld-ajs"); Economy https://twitter.com/EndWokeness/status/1809209497543406029 The revised number gets a footnote. That's why this keeps happening. https://twitter.com/KobeissiLetter/status/1809209723180249327 part-time employment rose by +286,000 workers in May. All while the unemployment rate is now up from 3.4% to 4.1% in just over a year. The reality is that a RECORD number of people are working multiple jobs to "fight" inflation. How is this a "strong" economy? June Jobless Rate Triggers Sahm Rule: Recession In this morning's US Bureau of Labor Statistics data release, the U-3 unemployment rate increased 4.1 percent in June 2024, rising by one-tenth of a percentage point above the forecast rate. This uptick triggers the Sahm Rule, a real-time recession indicator, suggesting that the US economy is in, or is nearing, a recession. The Sahm Rule, developed by former Fed economist Claudia Sahm, is designed to identify the start of a recession using changes in the total unemployment rate. According to the rule, a recession is underway if the three-month moving average of the national unemployment rate rises by 0.50 percentage points or more, relative to its low during the previous 12 months. With the June 2024 U-3 rate of 4.1 percent, the average of the last three months being 4.0 and the lowest 12-month rate of 3.5 percent in July 2023, this criterion has been met. Sahm Rule indications (1960 – 2024) While more data will be required to confirm the Sahm Rule indication, the impact of accelerating prices, interest rates at their highest levels since 2007, and commercially suppressive pandemic policies have probably caught up with US producers and consumers. Source: zerohedge.com Joe Biden Threatens to Send Out Attorneys General to Go After Grocers in Plan to Combat His Food Inflation Crisis Grocery prices are soaring thanks to Joe Biden's tax-and-spend policies. The US economy is in bad shape because of Joe Biden's war on domestic oil and the ‘Green New Deal' disguised as the ‘Inflation Reduction Act.' Moody's Investors Service recently cut the US's outlook to negative. Moody's lowered its ratings outlook on the US government citing high interest rates, government spending, and deficits. Inflation is still high, grocery prices are up more than 19%, gas prices are still high and more than 15 million illegal aliens have poured over the border since Biden was installed in January 2021. Most Americans are struggling to put food on the table thanks to Joe Biden. Joe Biden is now threatening to jail grocers to combat his in...
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In this episode, leading UK psychologist Wendy Dignan talks about happiness. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
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Flames Unfiltered – Episode 193 – UFA's Flushed Hosts- Brad Burud @BradBurud and Kyle Lewis @vanlewis14 --- EPISODE 193 ---GAME RECAPS – Pit@Cgy | Sea@Cgy | Cgy@TBLIVE – NHL Trade Deadline NEWSHanifin heads to Sin CityFLAMES NEWS- Pospisil Suspended, Markstrom Controversy and Waiver ClaimX-FACTOR- Danny Austin @DannyAustin_9 – Last Season vs This SeasonGAME PREVIEWS – Cgy@Fla | Cgy@Car | Col@Cgy Website: Flames UnfilteredListen: Apple Podcasts | Spotify | Google Podcasts Watch: YouTUBE Social Media – X - @FlameUnfiltered |FACEBOOK – Flames Unfiltered |INSTAGRAM – Flames UnfilteredMusic – Booz N Tuna NHL #HockeyX #TalkinHockey #HockeyPodcast #Flames #cofred #nhlflames #calgaryflames #YYC #FireItUp #NHLTradeDeadline*Produced by Inside Edge Hockey News Media Group
The Grand Old Lady Town Has Legends.By Ian56. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Foreword:In a sun-kissed valley and up over a green hill did one come upon the splendid sight of Old London Town. A landscape of steeples, spires, and belching chimney pots stretching to the far horizon as the populace go about their daily business in the growing community they call; ‘the grand old lady'.Each living their own stories that would be told over and over as the years and generations pass. But some of those tales can only be spoken about in dark shadows with a nudge and a wink. Bawdy stories. Ribald stories. Lusty stories that quicken the heart, catch the breath and fire the blood. Stories that aren’t told in polite company; Tales that can only be shared in places such as this.Max Phallus - the elephant cock of Old London.London. November, 1899.“Good God almighty,” the woman exclaimed as she stood there in the doorway holding a pile of freshly ironed laundry for her new lodger. Remembering her station, she put a hand to her mouth in embarrassment. “Forgive my intrusion, Sir.”Mrs. Hoopenlicker was not one to stand on ceremony and always spoke her mind. Twice widowed and once forsaken, the woman had the benefit of wit, wisdom, and life experience. Or so she thought as she stared unabashedly at the dangling member belonging to the young man standing naked in front of her.Gathering her wits, she knocked on the door she had already innocently opened. “There I go again,” she tutted as she stepped into the spare bedroom. “My most sincere apologies for barging in on you, Mr. Johnson. I thought, perhaps, you had gone out for a short walk to familiarize yourself with your new situation and surroundings. The old lady can be quite the eye-opener for those who have not experienced life in the big city.”Albert Johnson finally found his voice as he stood there still dripping water onto the polished wooden floor. “Uh, I, well,” he coughed and stammered as he tried to cover his modesty with his hands. A futile gesture for he was well aware that, endowed as he was, a fair portion of his member was still showing. “That is quite alright, Mrs. Hoopenlicker. No harm done. I was merely availing myself of the clean pitcher of water and bowl to clean up. I shall be more astute with the lock next time.”He watched as his landlady went over to the dresser and placed the laundry on top. “Thank you kindly,” he replied as he quickly grabbed a clean towel with one hand whilst still trying to hide his largesse with the other. “Your attention to my well-being is much appreciated.”Flushed, she glanced at him as he wrapped the towel around his waist. “Supper is at eight,” she informed him as she walked to the door. “I usually cook some oats and milk with a touch of honey. They say it is most agreeable for the stomach and aids restful sleep. Now, I shall take my leave so you can unpack your baggage and settle in.” With that, she closed the door and went on her way with more than just the daily chores on her mind.It was three days hence and the fading light shone through the lattice window as the landlady and her lodger sat enjoying their late supper together before a simmering log fire. In those three days, they had spent the time getting to know each other. They talked about his family back home in the shires. His new situation as an apprentice teller in the financial heart of the city. His pursuits and Interests as well as life in general and how much he was looking forward to living in the grand old lady.Albert Johnson was nineteen years. He was tall. Countryside lean. Sporting a thick shaggy brown mop of hair with matching brown eyes and an attentive sensible nature. Through connections, he had managed to arrange suitable lodgings near to his place of employment and an initial payment for his monthly rent had been agreed with the lady of the house, Mrs. Hoopenlicker. All in all, things had turned out most fortunate as he sat there enjoying his late supper listening to his landlady chatting happily away about all things under the sun.To his surprise, he found Mrs. Hoopenlicker a most entertaining companion. She was charming, bright, and witty with an easy-going manner that put him instantly at ease. Their little adventure on his first day had, apparently, faded into nothing more than an unfortunate memory and had never been mentioned again.Or so he thought.The sound of her voice and warmth of his supper helped the trials of the day float gently away as he sat on the couch enjoying her company. He rested his bowl on his lap and slowly closed his eyes feeling much contented as he listened.Such was his sleepy repose, he didn’t notice his landlady get out of her fireside chair and ease down beside him and put a hand on his right knee.“By chance in Summertime, Mr. Johnson,” said the older woman as she glanced up at her lodger who was now very much awake and staring wide-eyed at her. “The idyllic dreams of an unattached lady such as myself are sometimes disturbed in a way that does peculiar things to her sensibilities and there is not a jot she can do about it no matter how hard she tries.”The young man was about to say something but she put a finger to his lips. “That first morning those idyllic dreams were very much disturbed by what this lady witnessed and is now the only thing she can think about,” She paused for she understood full well that the next step was the greatest step of all. “If you’d be willing, Mr. Johnson, I should very much like to share this dream with you.” To emphasis the point, she slowly drew her finger down the front of his stays.To young Albert Johnson, it sounded as if his heart was in his skull with his mind all at sea. Rational thought had taken flight and even if he could think straight he doubted he would be able to give voice to it. “Ah, uh, well,” he managed as he stared at his landlady as she cuddled closer to him.All things being equal, Mrs. Hoopenlicker was a fine looking woman. Late forties, he imagined. She was of medium height. Maturely curvaceous. Immaculately presented with long blonde hair that was tied in a fashion down her back. She was wearing a starched white blouse that was buttoned to the neck and tied at the wrists as well as a sensible yellow ankle-length skirt overlaid with flower stitching here and there. A pair of laced leather black boots completed the picture.“Fret not about my presumptions, Mr. Johnson,” she confessed. “But I must speak of the things that are to the forefront of my mind. I ask only that you consider my request in the spirit it is meant,” Mrs. Hoopenlicker saw the first flush of desire flicker in his eyes. “And if I may be so bold, perhaps a little persuasion may assist in your decision.” she offered as she got to her feet and pulled out a wooden stool from under the table.Facing away from him, she placed it in front of the fire as she leaned forward thus presenting her lodger with a perfect view of her shapely backside. She paused for a moment before she turned and put her right foot on the stool. Then, as he sat there watching her little erotic dance, she slowly began to draw up her skirt and petticoats to reveal more of her black stockings to his rapt attention. She stopped at the first sign of her garter and bare thigh. “There now, Mr. Johnson. Do you like what you see?” she teased.“But I hardly know you, Mrs. Hoopenlicker,” gasped Albert. “Though I am much flattered by your attention, I think it only right to point out that we have only just met.”His landlady tugged her clothes a little higher so that the needlepoint of her white French knickers was showing. “Isn’t that the thrill of it though?” she breathed suggestively. “What path we choose shall only concern the two of us at this moment. I trust such an arrangement shall be completely confidential by its very nature. I have needs, Mr. Johnson, and conversation can only get one so far. Besides,” she smiled as she ran both hands down her exposed thigh. “If there had been a whiff of doubt, Sir, you would have said so the moment I laid my hand on your thigh.”Her lodger stared at her. The lady of the house was right. He nodded. “Your words have me at a loss, Mrs. Hoopenlicker,” he replied. “Some things are meant to be and I cannot deny I am aroused by the opportunity you are offering me. Let us have our way with each other and hell be damned.”And so began the strange affair between the landlady, Mrs. Hoopenlicker, and her lodger, Mr. Johnson.“What a magnificent appendage, Mr. Johnson,” gasped Mrs. Hoopenlicker as she admired the young man’s sex as it hung down from his groin. Its length was as long as her forearm with the smooth apple-sized head hidden under the foreskin. “I swear it is the most invigorating thing I have ever seen!”Her lodger was flushed of face as he stood there with his shirt bunched up around his waist whilst his landlady knelt at his feet fawning and cooing over his growing prick. Growing not so much in length but in thickness as the engorged head slowly emerged from its sheath.“May I touch it?” she asked politely, glancing up at him. Heavens, her heart was pounding so vigorously in her chest she felt quite befuddled as she reached up and extended a finger to stroke his stiffening manhood.Albert was beyond reason as he stood gently swaying. What a ridiculous question! He very much wanted Mrs. Hoopenlicker to touch his thing and do so much more with it for he was quite unable to resist the temptations she was offering him.He nodded eagerly. “Please do, Mrs. Hoopenlicker,” he gasped. “But with caution for I have little experience in such things and the bell may ring sooner rather than later.”Grasping the monster at its base, she lifted it up so that its great head and one eye stared back at her as it throbbed in her grip. The most noticeable thing to her was how heavy and hot it was. Pushing it further back, she saw his ball sack reaching down to mid-thigh and she could only imagine how full each nut must be with the syrup contained within. Slowly drawing her fist up the shaft, she paused just below the crown and squeezed him gently so that a large drop of dew appeared. Peeking up at Mr. Johnson, she bent her head and deftly licked the pearl away with her tongue. “Never let it be said,” she smiled as she got to her feet; “that I let a single drop go to waste.”Mrs. Hoopenlicker hefted her skirts and delicately removed her knickers before turning away from him so she could kneel on her couch. Revealing her full bare posterior, she glanced over her shoulder to see Albert fisting his weeping phallus as he gawped at her rear all agog. “Mount me from behind, Mr. Johnson,” she urged as the young man stepped between her spread thighs. “I much prefer to be taken this way.”Albert stared at his landlady’s round bottom that lay before him as ripe and succulent as a split peach. Her rotundity was perfect. Large, yes, but perfectly proportioned with each white cheek hiding the delights in between. She had tilted her hips so that her mound was easily accessible to his excited prodding. As he watched, Mrs. Hoopenlicker reached down between her thighs and ran a solitary finger along her hairy slot.Quickly, he dropped his trousers and stepped out of them leaving his heavy bell end swinging lustily in tingling anticipation. Below, he could feel his testes beginning to churn in their mottled sack as he grasped his stiff penis and positioned himself for his initial penetration of her cunty.Suddenly, Mrs. Hoopenlicker raised a hand. “Wait, Sir, Wait!” she exclaimed. “The wattle. The sponge. Such is my state, I was remiss in my protection,” She pointed to her oak sideboard. “Inside is a small bag. To the left. Please bring it to me, Mr. Johnson.”Albert shuffled across and returned with the bag. His landlady opened it and removed a small wedge of sponge. “Even at my age,” she confessed. “It pays to take precautions.” She then removed a ball of string and glanced at his member. Calculating how much she needed, she used a pair of scissors to snip the required length and tied one end securely around the sponge. “Here,” she said, handing it to him. “Before you insert your prick, Mr. Johnson,” she instructed. “Can you be so kind as to push this into my hole first so that it can soak up your spend. The head of your thing shall force it as deep as it needs to go.”To assist, she resumed her position and reached behind to spread her bottom as she felt him gingerly press the contraception between the lips of her sex and up into her passage as far as he could manage before withdrawing his finger.“Are you ready, Mrs. Hoopenlicker?” he asked as he hefted his large purple knob so that copious amounts of juice oozed from the tip. He was consumed with lust and quivered with sexual excitement.The older woman shivered with anticipation as she looked over her shoulder at the length of meat about to invade her womanhood. To penetrate and touch the very heart of who she was and where her true nature lay waiting.Her finger still rubbed between the lips of her sex to help oil her waiting vagina for his prick was a monster! Could her poor sweet fanny even take such a thing inside it? Not only was it long, but it was as fat as a butchers dog with an angry head that wept impatiently from its single eye. “As I shall ever be, Sir,” she whispered. “Have at it and rest not until my venus has taken every last inch of you!”“Ah!” Mrs. Hoopenlicker rasped as her penetration by her lodger’s immense cock continued. Even though she had taken less than half of him, half of him was so much more than she had taken before. He squeezed another inch inside her and she groaned loudly for she could feel her innards being pushed to one side. “Heavens, Mr. Johnson,” she gasped as she gripped the back of her couch. “I swear that thing will rend me asunder. Oh, oh, Oh!”Albert was all a sweat. The mounting of his landlady, though most pleasurable, was surely hard work! Her fanny was wrapped around his prick like a vice and he had to pause while she got used to his probing. He was beginning to think that having such a large fucker was not a blessing but a curse. “You have the most delightful fanny, Mrs. Hoopenlicker,” he grunted as her sex gripped him tightly. “Are you able to take more of my prick?”Mrs. Hoopenlicker was knocking on heaven’s door. Her mind was away with the fairy folk and the sensations that flowed from her sex made her weep with delirium. Her cunty felt absolutely and completely stuffed full of his cock. And yet, from her glance, she saw that he had much more to give her. Could she take any more? Was she physically capable of being fucked completely by such a thing?“Push, Mr. Johnson,” she urged. “Push as if your very life depended on it. Force your ridiculous prick as far and as deep as you can. I shall accept every inch of you if it is the last thing I do!”His landlady braced herself and thrust her buttocks up to make his penetration easier. Albert steeled himself and thrust forward with his hips in slow surges that had the poor woman impaled on his shaft yelping and squealing with wild abandon. The more he forced into her, the more vulgar her language became.“Mr. Johnson!” she shrieked. “Mr. Johnson, sir. Oh my, oh fiddlesticks, I swear on the almighty,” Another thrust. “Ah, oh, oh, oh, fiddley Fuck!”Albert began to twitch. He was hopping from one foot to the other as he rammed more of his prick into his landlady who was twisting and swearing as she knelt there on the couch. His hands had pushed the cheeks of her arse apart and he had a clear view of her brown hole winking at him above her distended cunt.“OH, you well hung bastard son,” Mrs. Hoopenlicker grimaced as her lodger crouched over her with his large balls slapping wetly against her hairy mound. She felt a sudden surge of pure ecstasy and shuddered through the delightful spell it cast over her. Finally. He was completely inside her. She had done it. She had taken all he had to give and it felt wonderful. Her cunty was full of cock and the head of it pressed somewhere deep inside that made her shiver from tip to toe.She turned her head as he heaved and strained above her. “Take me, Sir,” she begged. “Make me whine like a whore on a Sunday. Use that immense prick to pound my little fanny raw and fill my insides with your seed!”The mounting of Mrs. Hoopenlicker continued apace. The room echoed to the sounds of passionate coitus with the fire casting erotic shadows upon the walls as they danced. Albert was struggling to keep his ardor in check as he flexed his hips back and forth against her upturned derriere. Goblin eyed, he drooled as he watched his fleshy spike appear and disappear inside his landlady who had grasped a cushion and was gnawing on it with a face contorted with pleasure and pain.The filthy language she was using only added to his impending release. “Oh, Mrs. Hoopenlicker!” he cried as he banged away. “I adore the way you express your feelings in such a guttural way. But I fear such debasement shall soon tip me over the edge of madness!”Mr. Johnson was right. Her language was from the gutter. A hellish place she had known all too well before her first husband had rescued her from the life she had been living amongst the dregs of humanity who inhabited the capitals underworld.It was then she sensed that the young man riding her saddle was about to reach his peak. “Do not hold back, Mr. Johnson,” she urged as his thrusts became more erratic. “My constitution is well able to withstand the tempest which you are about to unleash upon me!”Her lodger exclaimed a sudden “Oh!” and hammered her gripped buttocks thrice in quick succession as he shot his thick copious semen deep within the groaning woman.Mrs. Hoopenlicker held firm as an exhausted Mr. Johnson collapsed on her as they reached the top of the mountain together. For an age, he covered her with his face close to hers and she could hear him panting like a sated dog in her right ear.“Sir,” she whispered eventually. “The deed is done. You may unmount me now for I need to remove the sponge.”Albert struggled up and watched as his landlady rolled onto her back, spread her thighs, and with a tug on the string hanging from her sex, pulled out the sodden dam. She held it up to the light as a teardrop of his spend dripped from it onto the floor.As her young lodger stood there catching his breath, Mrs. Hoopenlicker knelt down in front of him and lifted up the drooping length of his spent cock so that it hung twitching from her grip. In the light from the fire, it still glistened wetly from the mix of their combined juices as she examined it closely before she licked his waning tumescence clean.“Does that shock you, Mr. Johnson?” she asked as she knelt back.Albert tried to rearrange his common sense and ability to speak as he watched his landlady lick her lips. “Yes. Very much so, Mrs. Hoopenlicker. Today is a day I shall never forget.”The small clock on the mantelpiece began to chime as she got to her feet and walked over to him. “The first of many I hope, Mr. Johnson,” she whispered as she kissed him on the cheek. “The time is late and the day has been an eventful one. With your grace, I shall retire to bed and think upon things till I drop off. Be so good as to secure the locks and turn out the lamps.”He nodded. “Of course.”Mrs. Hoopenlicker stopped at the door and turned back. “Though it may not appear as such after our little tryst, Albert,” she began. It was the first time she had called him by his first name which somehow made the moment more intimate. “Please be assured that I am normally not a woman of such loose morals. It is just that sometimes I like to pretend I am,” she told him. “This day is done and tomorrow will bring what God or the devil decides. With that, I bid you a good night, Sir.”Her lodger watched her take her leave wondering what lay in store for him in the days ahead.“The Copper Kettle” tea rooms just off Whitechapel were the hub around which the tide of local gossip and news ebbed and flowed.It was mid-morning as the brass bell rang and another customer entered the establishment to meet up with her two friends who were sat in a far corner enjoying another day of doing nothing much at all.“Ladies,” said a familiar voice. “How are we this fine Summer's day?”Constance Mulligan and Edith Dowinger looked up to see their long-standing companion, Martha Hoopenlicker, hanging up her coat and coming over to join them.Mrs. Dowinger smiled at her friend and raised an amused brow. “My, my,” she noted with a glance to the lady on her right. “The way you’re preening yourself, dear Martha, you look like the cat who got the cream. Has something happened?”The younger woman sat down and composed herself as the maid delivered a hot pot of tea and a plate full of buttered scones. Pouring a cup, she smiled over the rim at her two friends watching her. She did so very much enjoy playing their little game of secrets and the adventures they dreamed up to while away the long hours of boredom.She sat forward. “Ladies,” she whispered conspiratorially. “By chance and circumstance, I may have come upon a rather well-endowed solution to our much-discussed little problem.”By Ian56 for Literotica
The Grand Old Lady Town Has Legends.By Ian56. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Foreword:In a sun-kissed valley and up over a green hill did one come upon the splendid sight of Old London Town. A landscape of steeples, spires, and belching chimney pots stretching to the far horizon as the populace go about their daily business in the growing community they call; ‘the grand old lady'.Each living their own stories that would be told over and over as the years and generations pass. But some of those tales can only be spoken about in dark shadows with a nudge and a wink. Bawdy stories. Ribald stories. Lusty stories that quicken the heart, catch the breath and fire the blood. Stories that aren’t told in polite company; Tales that can only be shared in places such as this.Max Phallus - the elephant cock of Old London.London. November, 1899.“Good God almighty,” the woman exclaimed as she stood there in the doorway holding a pile of freshly ironed laundry for her new lodger. Remembering her station, she put a hand to her mouth in embarrassment. “Forgive my intrusion, Sir.”Mrs. Hoopenlicker was not one to stand on ceremony and always spoke her mind. Twice widowed and once forsaken, the woman had the benefit of wit, wisdom, and life experience. Or so she thought as she stared unabashedly at the dangling member belonging to the young man standing naked in front of her.Gathering her wits, she knocked on the door she had already innocently opened. “There I go again,” she tutted as she stepped into the spare bedroom. “My most sincere apologies for barging in on you, Mr. Johnson. I thought, perhaps, you had gone out for a short walk to familiarize yourself with your new situation and surroundings. The old lady can be quite the eye-opener for those who have not experienced life in the big city.”Albert Johnson finally found his voice as he stood there still dripping water onto the polished wooden floor. “Uh, I, well,” he coughed and stammered as he tried to cover his modesty with his hands. A futile gesture for he was well aware that, endowed as he was, a fair portion of his member was still showing. “That is quite alright, Mrs. Hoopenlicker. No harm done. I was merely availing myself of the clean pitcher of water and bowl to clean up. I shall be more astute with the lock next time.”He watched as his landlady went over to the dresser and placed the laundry on top. “Thank you kindly,” he replied as he quickly grabbed a clean towel with one hand whilst still trying to hide his largesse with the other. “Your attention to my well-being is much appreciated.”Flushed, she glanced at him as he wrapped the towel around his waist. “Supper is at eight,” she informed him as she walked to the door. “I usually cook some oats and milk with a touch of honey. They say it is most agreeable for the stomach and aids restful sleep. Now, I shall take my leave so you can unpack your baggage and settle in.” With that, she closed the door and went on her way with more than just the daily chores on her mind.It was three days hence and the fading light shone through the lattice window as the landlady and her lodger sat enjoying their late supper together before a simmering log fire. In those three days, they had spent the time getting to know each other. They talked about his family back home in the shires. His new situation as an apprentice teller in the financial heart of the city. His pursuits and Interests as well as life in general and how much he was looking forward to living in the grand old lady.Albert Johnson was nineteen years. He was tall. Countryside lean. Sporting a thick shaggy brown mop of hair with matching brown eyes and an attentive sensible nature. Through connections, he had managed to arrange suitable lodgings near to his place of employment and an initial payment for his monthly rent had been agreed with the lady of the house, Mrs. Hoopenlicker. All in all, things had turned out most fortunate as he sat there enjoying his late supper listening to his landlady chatting happily away about all things under the sun.To his surprise, he found Mrs. Hoopenlicker a most entertaining companion. She was charming, bright, and witty with an easy-going manner that put him instantly at ease. Their little adventure on his first day had, apparently, faded into nothing more than an unfortunate memory and had never been mentioned again.Or so he thought.The sound of her voice and warmth of his supper helped the trials of the day float gently away as he sat on the couch enjoying her company. He rested his bowl on his lap and slowly closed his eyes feeling much contented as he listened.Such was his sleepy repose, he didn’t notice his landlady get out of her fireside chair and ease down beside him and put a hand on his right knee.“By chance in Summertime, Mr. Johnson,” said the older woman as she glanced up at her lodger who was now very much awake and staring wide-eyed at her. “The idyllic dreams of an unattached lady such as myself are sometimes disturbed in a way that does peculiar things to her sensibilities and there is not a jot she can do about it no matter how hard she tries.”The young man was about to say something but she put a finger to his lips. “That first morning those idyllic dreams were very much disturbed by what this lady witnessed and is now the only thing she can think about,” She paused for she understood full well that the next step was the greatest step of all. “If you’d be willing, Mr. Johnson, I should very much like to share this dream with you.” To emphasis the point, she slowly drew her finger down the front of his stays.To young Albert Johnson, it sounded as if his heart was in his skull with his mind all at sea. Rational thought had taken flight and even if he could think straight he doubted he would be able to give voice to it. “Ah, uh, well,” he managed as he stared at his landlady as she cuddled closer to him.All things being equal, Mrs. Hoopenlicker was a fine looking woman. Late forties, he imagined. She was of medium height. Maturely curvaceous. Immaculately presented with long blonde hair that was tied in a fashion down her back. She was wearing a starched white blouse that was buttoned to the neck and tied at the wrists as well as a sensible yellow ankle-length skirt overlaid with flower stitching here and there. A pair of laced leather black boots completed the picture.“Fret not about my presumptions, Mr. Johnson,” she confessed. “But I must speak of the things that are to the forefront of my mind. I ask only that you consider my request in the spirit it is meant,” Mrs. Hoopenlicker saw the first flush of desire flicker in his eyes. “And if I may be so bold, perhaps a little persuasion may assist in your decision.” she offered as she got to her feet and pulled out a wooden stool from under the table.Facing away from him, she placed it in front of the fire as she leaned forward thus presenting her lodger with a perfect view of her shapely backside. She paused for a moment before she turned and put her right foot on the stool. Then, as he sat there watching her little erotic dance, she slowly began to draw up her skirt and petticoats to reveal more of her black stockings to his rapt attention. She stopped at the first sign of her garter and bare thigh. “There now, Mr. Johnson. Do you like what you see?” she teased.“But I hardly know you, Mrs. Hoopenlicker,” gasped Albert. “Though I am much flattered by your attention, I think it only right to point out that we have only just met.”His landlady tugged her clothes a little higher so that the needlepoint of her white French knickers was showing. “Isn’t that the thrill of it though?” she breathed suggestively. “What path we choose shall only concern the two of us at this moment. I trust such an arrangement shall be completely confidential by its very nature. I have needs, Mr. Johnson, and conversation can only get one so far. Besides,” she smiled as she ran both hands down her exposed thigh. “If there had been a whiff of doubt, Sir, you would have said so the moment I laid my hand on your thigh.”Her lodger stared at her. The lady of the house was right. He nodded. “Your words have me at a loss, Mrs. Hoopenlicker,” he replied. “Some things are meant to be and I cannot deny I am aroused by the opportunity you are offering me. Let us have our way with each other and hell be damned.”And so began the strange affair between the landlady, Mrs. Hoopenlicker, and her lodger, Mr. Johnson.“What a magnificent appendage, Mr. Johnson,” gasped Mrs. Hoopenlicker as she admired the young man’s sex as it hung down from his groin. Its length was as long as her forearm with the smooth apple-sized head hidden under the foreskin. “I swear it is the most invigorating thing I have ever seen!”Her lodger was flushed of face as he stood there with his shirt bunched up around his waist whilst his landlady knelt at his feet fawning and cooing over his growing prick. Growing not so much in length but in thickness as the engorged head slowly emerged from its sheath.“May I touch it?” she asked politely, glancing up at him. Heavens, her heart was pounding so vigorously in her chest she felt quite befuddled as she reached up and extended a finger to stroke his stiffening manhood.Albert was beyond reason as he stood gently swaying. What a ridiculous question! He very much wanted Mrs. Hoopenlicker to touch his thing and do so much more with it for he was quite unable to resist the temptations she was offering him.He nodded eagerly. “Please do, Mrs. Hoopenlicker,” he gasped. “But with caution for I have little experience in such things and the bell may ring sooner rather than later.”Grasping the monster at its base, she lifted it up so that its great head and one eye stared back at her as it throbbed in her grip. The most noticeable thing to her was how heavy and hot it was. Pushing it further back, she saw his ball sack reaching down to mid-thigh and she could only imagine how full each nut must be with the syrup contained within. Slowly drawing her fist up the shaft, she paused just below the crown and squeezed him gently so that a large drop of dew appeared. Peeking up at Mr. Johnson, she bent her head and deftly licked the pearl away with her tongue. “Never let it be said,” she smiled as she got to her feet; “that I let a single drop go to waste.”Mrs. Hoopenlicker hefted her skirts and delicately removed her knickers before turning away from him so she could kneel on her couch. Revealing her full bare posterior, she glanced over her shoulder to see Albert fisting his weeping phallus as he gawped at her rear all agog. “Mount me from behind, Mr. Johnson,” she urged as the young man stepped between her spread thighs. “I much prefer to be taken this way.”Albert stared at his landlady’s round bottom that lay before him as ripe and succulent as a split peach. Her rotundity was perfect. Large, yes, but perfectly proportioned with each white cheek hiding the delights in between. She had tilted her hips so that her mound was easily accessible to his excited prodding. As he watched, Mrs. Hoopenlicker reached down between her thighs and ran a solitary finger along her hairy slot.Quickly, he dropped his trousers and stepped out of them leaving his heavy bell end swinging lustily in tingling anticipation. Below, he could feel his testes beginning to churn in their mottled sack as he grasped his stiff penis and positioned himself for his initial penetration of her cunty.Suddenly, Mrs. Hoopenlicker raised a hand. “Wait, Sir, Wait!” she exclaimed. “The wattle. The sponge. Such is my state, I was remiss in my protection,” She pointed to her oak sideboard. “Inside is a small bag. To the left. Please bring it to me, Mr. Johnson.”Albert shuffled across and returned with the bag. His landlady opened it and removed a small wedge of sponge. “Even at my age,” she confessed. “It pays to take precautions.” She then removed a ball of string and glanced at his member. Calculating how much she needed, she used a pair of scissors to snip the required length and tied one end securely around the sponge. “Here,” she said, handing it to him. “Before you insert your prick, Mr. Johnson,” she instructed. “Can you be so kind as to push this into my hole first so that it can soak up your spend. The head of your thing shall force it as deep as it needs to go.”To assist, she resumed her position and reached behind to spread her bottom as she felt him gingerly press the contraception between the lips of her sex and up into her passage as far as he could manage before withdrawing his finger.“Are you ready, Mrs. Hoopenlicker?” he asked as he hefted his large purple knob so that copious amounts of juice oozed from the tip. He was consumed with lust and quivered with sexual excitement.The older woman shivered with anticipation as she looked over her shoulder at the length of meat about to invade her womanhood. To penetrate and touch the very heart of who she was and where her true nature lay waiting.Her finger still rubbed between the lips of her sex to help oil her waiting vagina for his prick was a monster! Could her poor sweet fanny even take such a thing inside it? Not only was it long, but it was as fat as a butchers dog with an angry head that wept impatiently from its single eye. “As I shall ever be, Sir,” she whispered. “Have at it and rest not until my venus has taken every last inch of you!”“Ah!” Mrs. Hoopenlicker rasped as her penetration by her lodger’s immense cock continued. Even though she had taken less than half of him, half of him was so much more than she had taken before. He squeezed another inch inside her and she groaned loudly for she could feel her innards being pushed to one side. “Heavens, Mr. Johnson,” she gasped as she gripped the back of her couch. “I swear that thing will rend me asunder. Oh, oh, Oh!”Albert was all a sweat. The mounting of his landlady, though most pleasurable, was surely hard work! Her fanny was wrapped around his prick like a vice and he had to pause while she got used to his probing. He was beginning to think that having such a large fucker was not a blessing but a curse. “You have the most delightful fanny, Mrs. Hoopenlicker,” he grunted as her sex gripped him tightly. “Are you able to take more of my prick?”Mrs. Hoopenlicker was knocking on heaven’s door. Her mind was away with the fairy folk and the sensations that flowed from her sex made her weep with delirium. Her cunty felt absolutely and completely stuffed full of his cock. And yet, from her glance, she saw that he had much more to give her. Could she take any more? Was she physically capable of being fucked completely by such a thing?“Push, Mr. Johnson,” she urged. “Push as if your very life depended on it. Force your ridiculous prick as far and as deep as you can. I shall accept every inch of you if it is the last thing I do!”His landlady braced herself and thrust her buttocks up to make his penetration easier. Albert steeled himself and thrust forward with his hips in slow surges that had the poor woman impaled on his shaft yelping and squealing with wild abandon. The more he forced into her, the more vulgar her language became.“Mr. Johnson!” she shrieked. “Mr. Johnson, sir. Oh my, oh fiddlesticks, I swear on the almighty,” Another thrust. “Ah, oh, oh, oh, fiddley Fuck!”Albert began to twitch. He was hopping from one foot to the other as he rammed more of his prick into his landlady who was twisting and swearing as she knelt there on the couch. His hands had pushed the cheeks of her arse apart and he had a clear view of her brown hole winking at him above her distended cunt.“OH, you well hung bastard son,” Mrs. Hoopenlicker grimaced as her lodger crouched over her with his large balls slapping wetly against her hairy mound. She felt a sudden surge of pure ecstasy and shuddered through the delightful spell it cast over her. Finally. He was completely inside her. She had done it. She had taken all he had to give and it felt wonderful. Her cunty was full of cock and the head of it pressed somewhere deep inside that made her shiver from tip to toe.She turned her head as he heaved and strained above her. “Take me, Sir,” she begged. “Make me whine like a whore on a Sunday. Use that immense prick to pound my little fanny raw and fill my insides with your seed!”The mounting of Mrs. Hoopenlicker continued apace. The room echoed to the sounds of passionate coitus with the fire casting erotic shadows upon the walls as they danced. Albert was struggling to keep his ardor in check as he flexed his hips back and forth against her upturned derriere. Goblin eyed, he drooled as he watched his fleshy spike appear and disappear inside his landlady who had grasped a cushion and was gnawing on it with a face contorted with pleasure and pain.The filthy language she was using only added to his impending release. “Oh, Mrs. Hoopenlicker!” he cried as he banged away. “I adore the way you express your feelings in such a guttural way. But I fear such debasement shall soon tip me over the edge of madness!”Mr. Johnson was right. Her language was from the gutter. A hellish place she had known all too well before her first husband had rescued her from the life she had been living amongst the dregs of humanity who inhabited the capitals underworld.It was then she sensed that the young man riding her saddle was about to reach his peak. “Do not hold back, Mr. Johnson,” she urged as his thrusts became more erratic. “My constitution is well able to withstand the tempest which you are about to unleash upon me!”Her lodger exclaimed a sudden “Oh!” and hammered her gripped buttocks thrice in quick succession as he shot his thick copious semen deep within the groaning woman.Mrs. Hoopenlicker held firm as an exhausted Mr. Johnson collapsed on her as they reached the top of the mountain together. For an age, he covered her with his face close to hers and she could hear him panting like a sated dog in her right ear.“Sir,” she whispered eventually. “The deed is done. You may unmount me now for I need to remove the sponge.”Albert struggled up and watched as his landlady rolled onto her back, spread her thighs, and with a tug on the string hanging from her sex, pulled out the sodden dam. She held it up to the light as a teardrop of his spend dripped from it onto the floor.As her young lodger stood there catching his breath, Mrs. Hoopenlicker knelt down in front of him and lifted up the drooping length of his spent cock so that it hung twitching from her grip. In the light from the fire, it still glistened wetly from the mix of their combined juices as she examined it closely before she licked his waning tumescence clean.“Does that shock you, Mr. Johnson?” she asked as she knelt back.Albert tried to rearrange his common sense and ability to speak as he watched his landlady lick her lips. “Yes. Very much so, Mrs. Hoopenlicker. Today is a day I shall never forget.”The small clock on the mantelpiece began to chime as she got to her feet and walked over to him. “The first of many I hope, Mr. Johnson,” she whispered as she kissed him on the cheek. “The time is late and the day has been an eventful one. With your grace, I shall retire to bed and think upon things till I drop off. Be so good as to secure the locks and turn out the lamps.”He nodded. “Of course.”Mrs. Hoopenlicker stopped at the door and turned back. “Though it may not appear as such after our little tryst, Albert,” she began. It was the first time she had called him by his first name which somehow made the moment more intimate. “Please be assured that I am normally not a woman of such loose morals. It is just that sometimes I like to pretend I am,” she told him. “This day is done and tomorrow will bring what God or the devil decides. With that, I bid you a good night, Sir.”Her lodger watched her take her leave wondering what lay in store for him in the days ahead.“The Copper Kettle” tea rooms just off Whitechapel were the hub around which the tide of local gossip and news ebbed and flowed.It was mid-morning as the brass bell rang and another customer entered the establishment to meet up with her two friends who were sat in a far corner enjoying another day of doing nothing much at all.“Ladies,” said a familiar voice. “How are we this fine Summer's day?”Constance Mulligan and Edith Dowinger looked up to see their long-standing companion, Martha Hoopenlicker, hanging up her coat and coming over to join them.Mrs. Dowinger smiled at her friend and raised an amused brow. “My, my,” she noted with a glance to the lady on her right. “The way you’re preening yourself, dear Martha, you look like the cat who got the cream. Has something happened?”The younger woman sat down and composed herself as the maid delivered a hot pot of tea and a plate full of buttered scones. Pouring a cup, she smiled over the rim at her two friends watching her. She did so very much enjoy playing their little game of secrets and the adventures they dreamed up to while away the long hours of boredom.She sat forward. “Ladies,” she whispered conspiratorially. “By chance and circumstance, I may have come upon a rather well-endowed solution to our much-discussed little problem.”By Ian56 for Literotica
Tony opens the show by talking about Nick Saban, Rick Pitino, the Wizards, and Charlie Woods. Soccer analyst Taylor Twellman calls in to talk about Lionel Messi and his impact wherever he plays, Bob Ryan calls in to talk about the state of the Red Sox, and whether the Celtics can win the title this year, and Tony closes out the show by opening up the Mailbag. Songs : Jaunt “Holding On To You” ; Nikki Peters with Ben Lange “Wish You Were Here” To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices
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The episode kicks off with a market update, discussing the performance of different indexes and highlighting the impact of China's economy on emerging markets. Chad also explores the challenges faced by regional banks and the potential risks associated with commercial loans and real estate investments. Moving on to retirement planning, Chad emphasizes the importance of knowing your expenses and understanding how they may change throughout different stages of retirement. He provides valuable insights into the 4% rule, which helps determine if your portfolio can sustain your desired lifestyle in retirement. Chad also touches on the significance of balancing your financial goals with your personal fulfillment, including travel plans, hobbies, and volunteer work. Throughout the episode, Chad shares practical tips and strategies, such as leveraging pledged asset lines to avoid selling securities, maximizing credit card rewards for travel, and navigating the complexities of timeshares. He also highlights the benefits of working with a certified financial planner to create a comprehensive financial plan tailored to your specific needs and goals. Don't miss out on this engaging and informative episode that will empower you to make sound financial decisions, plan for retirement, and achieve long-term financial success. Tune in now to gain a new focus on personal finance, wealth management, and the economy. Timestamps: [00:02:18] China's impact on emerging markets. [00:06:32-00:06:43] Commercial real estate loans refinancing. [00:07:59] Flushed down the toilet. [00:11:41] Commercial properties and restructuring. [00:15:26] Small cap value investing. [00:19:33] Financial considerations when selling homes. [00:24:00] Borrowing against securities for real estate. [00:26:59] The rule of 4%. [00:31:39] Rough year for snow. [00:33:35] Increasing vacation budget. [00:36:26] Planning vacations on the fly. Email your money question to chad@chadburton.com Call 1-888-762-2423 for Wealth Management and Financial Planning services or visit www.ChadBurton.com
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Welcome to The Times of Israel's Daily Briefing, your 20-minute audio update on what's happening in Israel, the Middle East and the Jewish world. Today is day 73 of the war. Military reporter Emanuel Fabian joins host Amanda Borschel-Dan for today's podcast. Fabian delves into how the IDF is reacting to the accidental killing of 3 Israeli hostages in Gaza on Friday and what IDF Chief Herzi Halevi is saying. Yesterday, the IDF revealed the largest-ever Hamas attack tunnel discovered by the military, in the northern Gaza Strip, close to the Erez border crossing with Israel, but not inside Israeli territory. Just how big is this tunnel? Were we not in a ground offensive in Gaza, the tit-for-tat retaliation between Israel and Hezbollah would be taken more seriously. What has been seen in and out of Lebanon and Syria recently? Defense Secretary Lloyd Austin is expected in Israel today and may announce efforts to stymie Yemen's Houthi rebel group, which is targeting shipping in the Red Sea. The Times of Israel confirmed that Israel's reported attempt to pump seawater into the vast network of tunnels beneath Gaza was a success. Fabian fills us in. For the latest updates, please look at The Times of Israel's ongoing live blog. Discussed articles include: Live blog December 18, 2023 Halevi to troops, after 3 hostages killed: IDF doesn't shoot people waving white flag IDF uncovers largest-ever Hamas attack tunnel, near northern Gaza border crossing Gallant warns Hezbollah amid frequent attacks from Lebanon, IDF retaliatory strikes Syria says two soldiers hurt, ‘material losses' caused by alleged Israeli airstrike IDF trial of flooding Hamas tunnels with seawater proves successful, ToI told THOSE WE HAVE LOST: Civilians and soldiers killed in Hamas's onslaught on Israel THOSE WE ARE MISSING: The hostages and victims whose fate is still unknown Subscribe to The Times of Israel Daily Briefing on iTunes, Spotify, PlayerFM, Google Play, or wherever you get your podcasts. IMAGE: Israeli soldiers are seen in a tunnel that the military says Hamas terrorists used to attack the Erez crossing in the northern Gaza Strip, December 15, 2023. (AP Photo/Ariel Schalit)See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
12 - 05 - 23 WHAT GOT FLUSHED THAT SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN by Maine's Coast 93.1
To close out this year, I'm going to release a series of short soundbite episodes where I tackle one particular issue or question. Hopefully, there'll be a new episode every day for the month of December. These episodes will be short - no more than four or five minutes. There won't be any adverts, there won't be any guests and I've even shortened the theme tune to keep everything on point.
One of Queenstown's treatment plants will get its pipes flushed tomorrow as the town tries to clean up its water supply. Parts of the top resort spot have been under a boil water notice since September due to an outbreak of the parasitic bug cryptosporidium. It was revealed that the council did not have UV filter on its Two Mile Treatment plant to protect against the protozoa. There have been 73 confirmed cases of cryptosporidium since the outbreak, 20 probable cases and just one case in the last two weeks. Human faecal contamination in the water supply has been identified as the likely cause. [embed] https://players.brightcove.net/6093072280001/default_default/index.html?videoId=6341518899112
Listen to Nine tell this old story of how many times he had to flush a single shit down the toilet years ago
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Ashley doesn't have luck when it comes to accidentally flushing specific items down the toilet. What did you accidentally flush down?
Will House Republicans vote ON THE RECORD for a new Speaker? Or behind closed doors in a secret session with secret ballots and all cell phones surrendered at the door before the vote? Democracy dies in darkness, after all, and Americans demand some LIGHT so we know which House Republicans are MAGA and which are RINOS/UniPartiers. PLUS, the Biden Administration... making Americans stranded in Israel sign NOTES PROMISING to "re-pay" the travel costs of their evacuation? To a military WE FUND with $806 BILLION in taxes? Podcast Production: Bob Slone Audio Productions
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Ron starts this episode talking about the value of a scan tool to troubleshoot a car : takes a call on an 09 CRV where the caller had the cooling system flushed and now there is no heat : takes a call on a 20 F-150 that pings on acceleration, and the dealer says the only cure is to use a higher grade of fuel : takes a call with a question about purchasing a scan tool : talks about the news article about California looking to restrict travel for classic cars. Visit us at https://www.cardoctorshow.com See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
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Well, the Guardians were Royally swept in Kansas City to a legend having a terrible year at the end of his career in Zack Greinke, while employing one of the historically worst hitters of all time. We get into the sweep, the most confirmation we will get on Terry Francona ending his managerial tenure in Cleveland, and the worst hitter in baseball this year. We also talk more about Tanner Bibee's Rookie of the Year candidacy and the matchup that should have been on national TV Thursday, Bibee vs. Grayson Rodriguez and likely AL Rookie of the Year, Gunnar Henderson. Support Us By Supporting Our Sponsors! DoorDash Get fifty percent off your first DoorDash order up to a twenty-dollar value when you use code lockedonmlb at checkout. Limited time offer, terms apply. LinkedIn Right now, you can try LinkedIn Sales Navigator and get a sixty-day free trial at LinkedIn.com/LockedOn. Let LinkedIn Sales Navigator help you sell like a superstar today! birddogs Go to birddogs.com/LOCKEDONMLB or enter promo code LOCKEDONMLB for a free water bottle with any order. You won't want to take your birddogs off we promise you. Jase Medical Save more than $360 by getting these lifesaving antibiotics with Jase Medical plus an additional $20 off by using code LOCKEDON at checkout on jasemedical.com. Gametime Download the Gametime app, create an account, and use code LOCKEDONMLB for $20 off your first purchase. FanDuel Make Every Moment More.Make Every Moment More. Right now, NEW customers can bet FIVE DOLLARS and get TWO HUNDRED in BONUS BETS - GUARANTEED. Visit FanDuel.com/LOCKEDON to get started. Sleeper Download the Sleeper app and use promo code LOCKEDON and you'll get up to a $100 match on your first deposit. Terms and conditions apply. See Sleeper's Terms of Use for details. Currently operational in over 30 states. Check out Sleeper today! FANDUEL DISCLAIMER: 21+ in select states. First online real money wager only. Bonus issued as nonwithdrawable free bets that expires in 14 days. Restrictions apply. See terms at sportsbook.fanduel.com. Gambling Problem? Call 1-800-GAMBLER or visit FanDuel.com/RG (CO, IA, MD, MI, NJ, PA, IL, VA, WV), 1-800-NEXT-STEP or text NEXTSTEP to 53342 (AZ), 1-888-789-7777 or visit ccpg.org/chat (CT), 1-800-9-WITH-IT (IN), 1-800-522-4700 (WY, KS) or visit ksgamblinghelp.c Follow & Subscribe on all Podcast platforms…
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