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No Money, No Mission: The Truth About Pricing Your Cash Practice In this episode, Doc Danny Matta shares what he's seeing across dozens of clinics: most cash PT owners are undercharging—especially in high cost-of-living markets. He breaks down a four-clinic pricing test, why price ≠ local median income, and clear targets for sustainable margins so you can hire, retain talent, and keep your mission alive. Quick Ask Help us reach our mission of adding $1B in cash-based services to physical therapy: share this episode with a clinician friend or post it to your Instagram stories and tag @dannymattaPT so he can reshare! Episode Summary Pricing drives scale: Bigger, healthier clinics almost always charge more and keep volume steady enough to grow. Four-clinic test: Comparing average visit rates vs. local median household income showed no clean correlation—the lowest-income market had the highest price point. Fear tax: Owners fear backlash when raising prices; in reality, drop-off is rare and usually limited to poor-fit patients. Market targets: Most markets need $190–$200+/visit average. High-cost markets (NYC, SF, LA, Boston, Chicago, etc.) should target $250+/visit. Mid-sized-city edge: Lower overhead + above-average pricing = clinics running 40%+ net margins. No money, no mission: Healthy pricing funds salaries, benefits, space, culture, leadership development—everything that sustains impact. Lessons & Takeaways Price for your costs, not your fears: Match rates to COL, rent, salaries, and benefits—or growth stalls. Volume x Price = Revenue: Find your sweet spot; small price lifts often don't dent demand. Benchmark with peers: Mastermind conversations expose underpricing fast. Raise with intent: Reinvest into team, space, and patient experience. Mindset & Motivation Permission to charge: Premium outcomes and experience justify premium pricing. Mission requires margin: You can't build great jobs or serve at scale without profit. Courage compound: Every successful price raise builds confidence for the next. Pro Tips for Owners Set targets by market: Standard markets: $190–$200+ AVV. High-COL markets: $250+ AVV. Audit contribution margin: Know your per-visit profit after labor, room, and overhead. Use pricing tiers: Eval premium, follow-up standard, package/plan discounts tied to outcomes (not minutes). Communicate simply: "To reach your goal, most people need X visits over Y months. The investment is Z." Then pause. Grandfather gracefully: Honor legacy rates for a window; apply new pricing for new plans. Notable Quotes "What you charge isn't just income—it's how you fund salaries, benefits, space, and leadership." "No money, no mission. Your purpose can't survive long-term on underpricing." "Most fear a mass exodus after a price raise. It almost never happens." Action Items Calculate your actual AVV (average visit value) over the last 90 days. Compare against your market target ($190–$200+ or $250+ in high-COL areas). Plan a 10–20% price adjustment with clear rollout (date, scripts, FAQs). Reinvest the lift into team comp/benefits and patient experience. Benchmark with two peers this week—confirm you're not the outlier undercharging. Programs Mentioned PT Biz Part-Time to Full-Time 5-Day Challenge (Free): Get crystal clear on your numbers, pick your path, and build a one-page plan. Resources & Links PT Biz Website Free 5-Day PT Biz Challenge About the Host: Doc Danny Matta — physical therapist, entrepreneur, and founder of PT Biz and Athlete's Potential. He's helped over 1,000 clinicians start, grow, and scale successful cash-based practices across the U.S.

HOUR 3: Lawsuit claims the hotel is liable after a grandfather died follow a REALLY hot shower. full 1983 Wed, 29 Oct 2025 21:00:00 +0000 WgBmpctxpXEJGv4vZADgziJQRdi6CLxI news The Dana & Parks Podcast news HOUR 3: Lawsuit claims the hotel is liable after a grandfather died follow a REALLY hot shower. You wanted it... Now here it is! Listen to each hour of the Dana & Parks Show whenever and wherever you want! © 2025 Audacy, Inc. News False

Samantha Rae Booth, 35, has been linked to the death of 83-year-old David Ong,the grandfather of the toddler she was trusted to care for. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The Halloween season has Ethelbert, Ann, and Casey talking about spooks and ghosts. Casey tells a story about his old fiddle playing grandpa. In a flashback sequence to old Ireland,…

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In this heartfelt episode of Radio Medium Laura Lee, listener Shaylee from Illinois connects with her late grandfather in spirit, who brings through emotional messages of comfort, healing, and love. Through Laura's intuitive reading, Spirit validates Shaylee's grief, her dreams of visitation, and her struggle to move forward after loss. Her grandfather shares insights about family unity, letting go of guilt, and rebuilding strength through faith and love. Laura also delivers spiritual coaching on navigating relationships during grief, repairing energetic blocks, and embracing signs from Spirit that our loved ones never leave us. Tune in for an authentic, healing message from the other side filled with hope, validation, and divine guidance.

Text usOn Night 26 of the Anthology of Horror Halloween Special, we step into the flickering workshop of memory with “My Grandfather's Final Invention” by Alice Thompson—a haunting story of legacy, obsession, and the ghosts we leave behind in the name of progress.It begins with a granddaughter uncovering the remnants of her grandfather's secret work—an invention whispered about but never revealed. What she finds in the dust and shadows of his abandoned study challenges everything she thought she knew about him. Piece by piece, the truth begins to take shape: a machine built not to serve, but to remember; not to live, but to linger.As the story unfolds, the line between creation and curse grows dangerously thin. The question becomes not what he built—but why it's still running.Credits:Story: “My Grandfather's Final Invention” by Alice ThompsonNarration: Spring Heeled Jack (Anthony Landis)Produced by: Mickie EberzMusic by: EmpressClosing Song: “In the Name of Love” by EmpressSupport the showDemented Darkness https://open.spotify.com/show/2ausD083OiTmVycCKpapQ8Dark Side of the Nerd https://open.spotify.com/show/6cwN3N3iifSVbddNRsXRTuFoxhound43 https://rumble.com/user/Foxhound43

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 14 Wagers In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             An army is one man's courage and a thousand men's discipline    "Oh! Pay up, pay up," Opal called out. "Damn," bitched Rio. "I keep hoping my boy Zane will develop some standards, but oh, well." "They were betting on you bringing me back for sex?" Paige whispered, but her desire was glowing bright. I shook my head and chuckled. "Don't worry about it; I still see you as a whirling vortex of passionate lust," I assured her. We passed around the Chinese screens that separated my area from the rest of the floor and I was relieved to see everyone but Barbie Lynn had left, and Barbie had curled up on the near side of the bed and was still asleep. As we moved around the bed, Paige's resolve began to falter. "Sit down, let's talk," I said softly. Paige was clearly confused. "The most powerful tool in sex is the brain," I continued. "I want to know you a little better first." "I should be great at this," she replied. "How many boys have you kissed?" I asked as we sat down. She looked surprised by the question. "Two," was her curt response. "Zane, I want you to take my virginity." Now it was my turn to be surprised, but I was only put off for a moment. "Tell me about those two times," I persisted. Paige had started tugging her shirt out from her skirt and was clearly not pleased with my request. "Zane, didn't you hear me? I want you to pop my cherry, break me in, fuck my cunt, whatever you want to call it," she told me. "Yes," I nodded, "and I'm looking forward to that, but answer the question please." "I, I've been kissed by two boys, one kiss per boy," she replied, but I could tell there was more to it. "Do I have to play twenty questions with you?" I gave an exasperated sigh. Paige flushed with anger. "Fine, damn it," she growled. "The first boy, I paid to kiss me on the lips. He did so, and he looked at me like he wanted to throw up." That looked like it hurt her to admit. "The second time, it was a joke, a dare. I closed my eyes, he kissed me on the lips, and then I heard the applause. They congratulated him for kissing the freak," she recited with anguish. "They laughed at me while I ran away." She looked furious and miserable at the same time. I tilted her head up toward me. I let my first kiss barely brush her lips. I let her study my reaction, and then I kissed her again. The third kiss pressed our lips together, and on the fourth, our tongues touched. The fifth saw her wrap her arms around me and hold me tight for nearly a minute. She was panting for breath when we came up for air. I used that moment to pick her up and place us both farther into the bed. "Eep!" she exclaimed, then she started to giggle. I straddled her and dove in to nibble her neck. Paige beat at my chest with her fists but couldn't stop laughing. "That tickles!" We fell back into kissing for a while; Paige didn't need to rush into sex despite her declared desires. "Shouldn't we take our clothes off?" I responded to that by sitting up, grabbing her shirt in both hands over the breasts, and ripping it open. Buttons went flying everywhere and Paige's eyes expressed her shock. I reached for her bra but Paige's hands flew to mine. "Wait," she gasped. "It unsnaps from the front." I even let her open the bra for me, exposing her ghostly breasts and pale pink areolas and nipples. I shifted down Paige's body and latched my lips to her left breast, causing her to cry out in pleasure. "Oh, damn," she purred, "this is so much better in real life." I wasn't sure I knew what that meant, or that I even wanted to know. I feasted on each nipple and breast in turn until they were fully engorged and bright, rosy pink from my attention. She'd spread her legs wide open and was humping her hips up against me. I pulled away long enough to get my shirt off before descending on her for kisses once more. In the midst of that, we rolled over where she grabbed me by the side of the head and covered my face with butterfly kisses. "I've always wanted to do that," she beamed pure joy at me. I moved my hands down her ribs, waist, and hips until I was able to pull up her skirt and grab her ass. Paige aggressively humped me in response, smiling at me and breathing heavy. Without any urging, Paige pushed up my body until she dangled her breast against my lips. I greedily sucked one in, teasing her nipple with my teeth. Paige yelped but followed me down without comment, cradling my head into her chest and rocking me back and forth. "Careful, Honey, he's addictive," Barbie Lynn sleepily intervened. "He's going to take my virginity," Paige exulted. "Is he now?" she grinned at me. "She's asked; I'm considering it, but I want to know she's really ready for it first," I mumbled back between mouthfuls of tit. "Wait," she panted, "you promised me." "Paige, Rule #7 for guys: when sex is involved, we lie," I informed her. "Oh, what lie did you tell Barbie Lynn?" Paige inquired. "He forces me to orgasm so he can bask in my post-orgasmic bliss," Barbie Lynn sighed dreamily. "Besides," I said, as I ran my hands through her fine white hair and tucked a few locks behind her ears, "I am not saying we won't do it, but you are an incredibly tough read and we aren't going to do something I don't think you need." "How come you get to decide?" Paige sounded annoyed. "I'm the only guy you've approached who you didn't find on an escort service website; we are in my bed; and, oh, yeah, I've had sex hundreds of times and you are in all ways a virgin," I listed off the reasons. "Paige, you only get to do this 'first time' once, and I would like it to be something you love and want to do again and again." "Well, I know what I want. I am in your bed and you're half-naked already," she emphasized by grinding her pelvis into me. "I'm also on top and I don't think you can get rid of me that easily." "This one is a little firecracker," Barbie Lynn chuckled. "She's that," I commented, "but you should always be leery of someone who thinks they are always right." My words didn't stop me from pressing my cock up against Paige's twat. "We could always have a little butt-sex instead," I teased. "No!" Paige squeaked. "You are huge and my asshole is tiny." "Oh, God," I laughed. "You actually looked at your ass in a mirror." Paige blushed furiously. "Listen, Paige, trust me on this. You can go into town and find some college guy who will jump at the chance to screw you. What you have to wonder is how much he'll care about you and your needs as well as how good he is at sex. Let's get naked." "Finally," Paige mocked. She rolled off and shed her clothes so fast they left angry red tracks down her legs. I took my time but Paige didn't seem to mind. She reached out and ran a hand over my bicep and shoulder. "He's real enough," Barbie Lynn assured her quietly. "How did you know what I was thinking?" Paige mused. At least she only implied Barbie Lynn was stupid. "Paige, sweetie, how many of us FFU girls expect to be able to choose our man, much less one worth having? And don't you be disparaging of Zane, now, either. I can smell your arousal from here," Barbie Lynn said with a sexy curve to her lips. Paige was thinking of her retort when she gasped as I caught her distracted and slipped two fingers along the folds of her cunt. When her razor sharp focus latched onto me once more, I pushed her onto her back and mounted her. Her legs splayed out to either side and the location of her hips against my stomach reminded me of how narrow her hips were, narrower than even Iona's. She still did her best to wrap her legs around me as she placed her hands on my shoulders. "Are you going to make me scream?" she asked nervously. "Every girl is different so don't worry about it," I grinned. "Besides, I can tell you'll be really good at this." "How can you know I'll be any good at sex?" Paige snapped. Yes, that was the sore point I was looking for. "Your eyes sparkle when you touch me, you react instinctively to my touch, you are in good physical shape, and you're very sensitive all over your body," I explained. "What you saw as fooling around was me mapping out how your body works and where your erogenous zones were. No two women are the same and I love exploring. Now I'm getting back to it." I began placing kisses along her sternum, down toward her navel. Her stomach pulsed when I kissed the belly button. "Oh, aha," Paige moaned. I licked and stroked the area around her navel, causing her torso to gyrate from the sexual stimulation. "Umm, that feels nice." Unlike previous encounters with other women where I avoided the cunt while I worked around it, I instead placed one hand immediately to the area, squeezing two fingers into her cunt and wiggling them around. I left the clit alone for now because I was encouraging a slow boil, not a flash burn. I wanted Paige in an erotically charged high before I challenged her vaginal virginity. Paige's skin had this false translucent quality to it that was exciting to watch. You could track the arousal of a touch by the blood rushing to the skin around the excited area. Physically, she could conceal nothing, and she was far from sexually experienced enough to stifle her vocalizations of pleasure. "I just want to be fucked," she moaned," I just want to be fucked, aha, oh." Her words said one thing but her body expressed its desire for more excitement. "No, she groaned as she ground her hips against my lips. When I stabbed my tongue to her clit, she acted like a jolt of electricity arched through her body. Now, when I've performed cunnilingus on a girl, I expect a bit of movement; I'm doing something wrong if she lays there. Paige was all over the place, pulling away then thrusting back as well as rolling her hips rapidly side to side. At the moment her thrashing turned into trembles, I withdrew my lips and fingers, causing Paige to whimper and look down at me. "Huh?" she pleaded. I gave her a mischievous grin, then blew on her clit. Paige hiccupped, then threw her head down on the bed violently. I began sucking on the inside of her thighs for about one minute, letting her settle down, then leapt on her clit with my tongue once more. "Oh, God!" Paige squealed. I moved my tongue off, trading off with two fingers parting her labia and flicking her clit with my thumb. I alternated back and forth over five minutes until I noticed Paige was sobbing and tearing up the sheets with her fists. "Have mercy, Zane," Barbie Lynn whispered. I gave a quick nod before placing my lips around Paige's clit and sucking on it with growing intensity plus twirling the tip of my tongue along its tip. I also made tiny fucking motions with two fingers into her cunt. She didn't last thirty seconds. "Oh, my, God, Zane!" she growled. She wasn't loud but she rumbled her orgasm from deep in her chest. It was kind of surprising, coming from such a lithe, ephemeral being. Paige was sucking down further sounds internally so that they were merely sobs. I crawled up to her side, rested sidewise, propped up by an elbow, and placed a hand on her stomach as I watched over her. When she started gasping for air, her eyes locked with mine once more. Paige feebly pushed on my chest so I let her push me on my back. She struggled to rise over me, then collapsed on my chest. "I, that was, you still didn't fuck me," she wheezed. I sighed in frustration, pulled Paige on top of me, chest to chest, and then began playing slap-happy with her ass. "Ow,ow, ow, ow, ow," she squalled. "Stop that; I bruise easily," she added, with tears in her eyes. "Damn it, woman, is it going to kill you to accept that I know what I'm doing?" I responded angrily. "Since you are clearly clueless, what we just did was foreplay. I wanted to relax your body before we moved to the next step." Paige had enough common sense to look embarrassed but not enough to keep quiet. "Well my ass still hurts," she pouted. "What?" I questioned. "Did you say you wanted me to hurt your ass?" I grabbed each ass cheek and pulled them apart. "No!" she squeaked, "You are too big." She grabbed my hands in her smaller grip and tried to pry them off. We rocked back and forth until we rolled over. She struggled but I soon ended on top of her, Paige on her stomach, and my legs prying hers open. "No, no," she pleaded as she felt my cock resting on her ass cleft. "Relax," I whispered into Paige's ear, "have you ever heard of doggy style?" "You aren't, going to have anal sex with me?" she gulped. I pushed my body up and after a moment, Paige followed, pressing her back against my torso once more. "I'd never do anything to you that you didn't want me to," I assured her, "though I am going to have you begging me to bugger you before this semester is over." "Uh-uh," Paige assured me, "not going to happen," but she did wiggle her ass against me playfully, testing my resolve. I balanced on one hand so I could use the other to pull her hair away from one side to the other. Her neck, ear, and the side of her face were now revealed. I sucked on her shoulder while I repositioned my cock so that it slid down her ass, past her anus and cunt, so that it pressed along her pubic mound from below. Paige began humming pleasurably and gyrating her hips against me. I put my free hand on her breast and massaged it as well. "Promise me you won't keep me waiting this time," she murmured. "Promise you'll take me." "Of course I will, Paige. You have to relax and enjoy yourself and not get worked up about us having sex," I comforted her. She rocked against me and I pushed back. "Nice and slow," I cautioned her. "I'm not going anywhere." With a little effort, she did as I requested. I kept running my hand down from her breast to her stomach, each time going a little farther down. She'd tilted her shoulders and neck so that we could kiss but she also found my lips on her neck to be tantalizing. I was tricky enough that I had my cockhead parting her puffy lips before she realized it. In fact, I had three separate penetrations that elicited moans, then she looked up at me. "Don't be afraid," I told her sympathetically. "Remember the faces of all the girls you've seen me with while we are having sex and know that it is going to be just as good for you." Paige looked down at the mattress and nodded her head. She pushed back but it wasn't easy. Her entrance felt like a vice restricting my entrance. Even totally wet, her vaginal muscles were blocking my progress initially. I patiently kept at it, incrementally advancing with each coaxing touch. When I brushed against her hymen, Paige didn't even recognize the moment had come. I subtly brought my arm down to her stomach and wrapped her up in my arm while teasing her ear with my teeth. "Yip!" Paige exclaimed as I pierced her virginity. "Oh, God, it burns," she sobbed. I gave her a few seconds to adjust before penetrating even deeper. "No," she moaned, and tried to pull away, but I didn't let her. "Zane," she pleaded for me to let her go. "It hurts." I kept at it. "I never thought it would hurt this bad, please." She gave one final gasp as I pressed the final inch into her, then we remained there, locked in sexual congress while she wept and trembled underneath me. I considered it a minor miracle Paige had remained on her hands and knees as we reached this point. Now I had to get her past the stage where pain dominated pleasure. "We'll move when you feel you are ready," I instructed her. Paige nodded, then nothing else for some time. She caught me off guard when she flexed her grasp on my cock. "Umm," she purred. "Did you feel that?" My groan was my reply. Paige pulled away a tiny bit until the pain kicked in and she stopped. Seconds later she repeated the process, withdrawing several inches, then reversing the procedure and allowing me deeper in once more. "It hurts less," she admitted. A moment later as she shifted to a faster rhythm, "it is really quite nice." "You might want to ask Zane how he is doing," Barbie Lynn chided Paige. "But I honestly don't care," Paige noted. "If you want to do this again, you might want to start caring," Barbie informed her. I winked at the blonde sex angel. "Zane, do you like having sex with me?" Paige asked in a much kinder tone than normal. She must have been truly appreciating the lovemaking she was receiving. "It feels like you are trying to rip my cock off," I ground out. "You are damn tight, then you are adding those contractions on top of that. I may not be able to have sex for a week." "Paige, I like you, but if Zane is telling the truth, I going to seriously rearrange your anatomy," Barbie Lynn promised with dangerous intent. "I apologize," Paige pouted. To prove how sorry she wasn't, Paige rotated her hips down then back up several times rapidly. So that's how she wanted to play it. I placed both hands on her shoulders and let her make a few more tentative moves before slamming my member all the way in. "Oh, fuck," she gasped. I slowly drew back my full length, then rocketed back in time and time again. Paige was sweating and panting from earlier exertions but now she was barely hanging on. Slap, slap, slap, my hips mashed against her ass. Paige gave a breathless grunt each time I drilled her, and that was followed by a relieved sigh as I pulled back. By the desperation in her voice, I knew she wouldn't last much longer. "Oh! My! Fucking! God!" she growled loudly. I now knew what it felt like to have put my cock in a fire hose and had some asshat turn the water on. Paige's cunt juice had been plentiful the first time she had an orgasm. This time they were copious and forceful, and my cock was simply in the way; what got past stung the hell out of my ball sack. Normally I have really good control over my sexual climax but I was being sorely tested. Worse, I couldn't simply pop out of Paige because that would cause her pain. The odds of her using birth control were next to nil and none, so it fell to me to find something to center my mind and not ejaculate. "Zane, are you okay?" Barbie Lynn said in a hushed, worried tone. I could only nod. Paige was erratically pushing up and down on my cock, to the point where I grabbed her hips in order to not have a nasty accident when her muscles relaxed and my overstimulation ended. "Don't, move," I panted painfully to Paige. Paige didn't quite comply but I didn't blame her because her arms gave out and she slumped forward. I held up her rear by my hold on her hips. I carefully let her slide off my cock and finish splaying out on the bed. I sat back on my heels, breathing deeply and fighting for control. "Come here, Baby," Barbie Lynn ordered, picking up on my distress. I moved over Paige's leg toward Barbie and she joined me by turning around, meeting me half way. "I've got this," she purred, as she wrapped my cock in one hand and placed her lips over the head. Despite Paige's vaginal fluids and some blood, Barbie loved it. She bobbed up and down twice before my resolve finally crumbled. "Cumming," I gasped. Barbie Lynn shot me a quick grin, then pumped and sucked with renewed vigor. When I started ejaculating, Barbie Lynn made some half-hearted swallowing efforts but I knew she was holding something back. I smiled at her as I ran my hand through her honeyed locks. When I finished unloaded into Barbie Lynn's mouth, I pulled her up, she leaned into my body, and we kissed. I tasted my semen on my tongue as we swapped fluids. Barbie Lynn licked her lips in a highly sensual manner as we broke our kiss. She gave me a little wink, acknowledging how much I'd changed her in our short time together: kinky, sexy, and beautiful. "Whoa," whimpered Paige as she opened her eyes and looked in our direction. "That was intense." She sighed and took a deep breath. "I should have mentioned this earlier, you didn't need to pull out. I had, issues when I was little and my ovaries were removed. I'm never going to have children." I switched back to Paige and kissed her on the forehead. This was probably time for some sympathy, if Paige had been anything approaching a normal girl. "You fucking wait to tell me this now?" I chided her. "Do you have any idea the panic attack you put me through? I was stuck inside you and you were so damn hot I nearly lost it. I was trying to figure out what I was going to tell your father, damn it!" "Father?" she seemed confused for a second, then, "Oh. Why would I ever marry you?" "I'm a billionaire philanthropist genius playboy," I joked. "You are Iron Man?" she mocked me. "Or Batman, your choice," I volleyed back. "If you hadn't made me feel so fantastic right now, I'd recode your computer to operate in Mandarin," she snickered. "Iron Man is one of my heroes and I will not have him mocked by the likes of you." "Clearly, the first round of spanking didn't work, but I'm nothing if not persistent," I glowered. Paige's hands flew to her vulnerable and still rather red backside. "Don't you dare," she threatened. I pivoted, she flinched, then I leaned down and kissed her ass cheek. "What?" she murmured then I kissed her again and again. I slowly pried her hands away and soon had planted little signs of affection all over her tender, sore flesh. "Kiss ass," Paige teased. I had to wonder if she was taking social lessons from Rio. "Tell me something: how did you get to be so quiet? I'm normally pretty good at not letting anyone sneak up on me but you have done it to me twice already," I asked. "That's not a totally stupid question," Paige answered. "I have been basically friendless most of my life, if you don't count the internet. I was small, different, and was picked on. I learned to be quiet and go unnoticed," she explained. "I admit to having a harder time with you than with most people." "Because I lived out in the jungle and became more observant?" I queried. "No," she sighed in exasperation. "Because I've wanted to grab you and drag you back to my room since I first laid eyes on you, Zane. Mentally, you are unremarkable, but physically, you scream out 'Sex, sex, sex!'" That observation made Barbie Lynn laugh out loud. My pained and confused expression only caused them to laugh louder. Someday I'm going to come out on top of one of these exchanges. Then I'm going to run away from school because I want to leave on a high note and I'm not likely to ever win a second time. Girls, Relationships and the Chancellor too. "Zane? God Damn it, Zane!" Raven screeched at me as she barged into my room. What could I say? Barbie Lynn was halfway under the sheets but her tumultuous breasts were clearly exposed. Paige was totally naked, face down on the other side of me but had clearly been fucked thoroughly and her tight pale ass spanked hard. Oh, yeah, and I was kneeling between the two, totally naked as well. I vaulted over Barbie Lynn (who was closer to the entrance and Raven) because I didn't want to hurt her injured knee, snatched up my robe, and put it on. "Very complicated, long story, we can laugh about it later," I dazzled Raven. I took her by the elbow and headed her out of my bedroom. "Why don't we study on the far side of the main Solarium?" The look of betrayal in Raven's eyes destroyed any doubt that she was crushing on me in a big way. For the love of God, I really needed to find some lesbians to hang out with because these straight chicks were driving me crazy. Before we could leave, Iona nearly piled into us. "I'm sorry, Zane. She slipped past me," Iona apologized. "I only wanted to talk with him and, and he was in bed with yet another girl," Raven bitched. "I'm still ready to study with you," I offered. "How can we study if you are always having sex with other women?" she stomped her foot in frustration. Iona shot me a worried look. I put a hand on Raven's shoulder and made eye contact. "Raven, I promise you we will get this project done, you'll get your good grade, and I'll carry my part of the project. I'm here for you," I assured Raven. "You, you aren't giving any thought about us, our project together," was her accusation. "What do you want me to do?" I asked evenly. "I, I think I should go to Ms. Goodswell and request another partner," Raven sighed. I looked to Iona who looked to the living area past the Jacuzzi. "Ms. Goodswell is right over there," Iona indicated our teacher who was sitting with Dana and five other teachers who had come in while I was, busy. "Your place has controlled access," Iona answered my unasked question as to why I had so many other educators in my place. "Bazz's people can 'accidentally' step in." Raven was not deterred by the other teachers hanging around Virginia as she made a beeline across the room. At least she was polite enough to wait while Virginia disengaged from the others so she could talk to us. "Raven, Zane, how can I help you?" Ms. Goodswell inquired, yet I had a sneaking suspicion that she was way ahead of the situation. "Ms. Goodswell," Raven started, "I really need to get a new project partner." "Why is that, Raven?" Virginia asked. "We simply aren't working out," she sounded exasperated. "And, I think the other girls were right; I don't feel safe around him," she tacked on. I lowered my head and sighed. This sucked. "Very well. Zane, do you want a new partner?" Virginia turned to me. "Sure, whatever. If Raven doesn't feel safe, she deserves someone new," I shrugged. "Alright, then, but I want you two to know a few things," Virginia began. "First off: Raven, I don't like being lied to." She held up a hand to forestall Raven's protest. "You were so uncomfortable with Zane's presence that you came up to his dorm uninvited, asked his whereabouts, and went into his bedroom unescorted. At what point in time did you feel unsafe?" "He was in bed with two girls, Barbie Lynn Masters and Paige Zeller," Raven said angrily. "Did you ask Zane what was going on or did you simply assume something and storm out?" Virginia stated. Raven opened her mouth, then shut it. "Now, do you think I assigned you to Zane solely because you answered one question incorrectly?" "You mean why I didn't want Zane as a partner initially?" Raven suggested. "Precisely. Raven, you scored the tenth highest placement score for English. That is why you are in my room, I have the top twenty freshmen in my class. Do you know what Zane's placement rank was?" "I don't know," she finally admitted. "He was second," she informed Raven, and me. I had no idea and really, such things don't interest me. "Raven, I didn't place you with Zane to help out Zane; I put you with Zane to help you." "Oh," Raven said in a small voice. "I didn't know." "What you have committed is reverse discrimination," Virginia explained. "Everyone assumes that since Zane is attractive, that he's not too bright. It is the same way most guys perceive bubbly blondes with big breasts, mentally insignificant." "Finally, your real problem with Zane is not his intelligence, his self-control, or the time he is willing to spend with you; it is his libido," Ms. Goodswell instructed. "You may want to ask yourself why you are upset with what Zane does with other students in his spare time and discuss this with him. He is standing right next to you, after all, and he could be elsewhere if he desired." "Very well," Raven conceded, "I'll work with Zane as long as he agrees to not get distracted while we are together." She looked to me for confirmation. "Agreed, I mean, I will try," I responded. Raven didn't seem totally satisfied but she allowed my promise to stand. "Let's get started." "Good," she said, but then she hesitated while she looked around at the other girls in various groups in the Solarium. "Let's go back to my room," I suggested. Seeing her skeptical look, "I need my tablet and then we can pick out a place and start studying." "Why do I need to come with you?" she glared. "With you, I'll be safe," I informed her. "Sometimes the ladies can forget I am here to get a degree and you help remind them of that with your seriousness." Raven shrugged and followed me back to my room. When we got there, Barbie Lynn was sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling up her socks. She was otherwise dressed. Paige was spread-eagled on the middle of the bed, staring up at the ceiling. "Hey, Zane," Paige smiled. "Are you finished?" "We came back for his tablet, Paige," Raven growled. "We haven't started yet. Stay where you are; we have work to do." Paige's mouth dropped open in shock and outrage (Raven is a freshman, after all). I was happy Raven didn't call Paige a slut because I knew that was actively on her mind. I grabbed my backpack, retrieved another bathrobe from the wardrobe, and walked over to Paige. "Here you go. Take a little time in the Jacuzzi," I suggested. "I have nothing to wear," Paige rolled her eyes at my stupidity. "Go naked; you have a beautiful body that's a pleasure to behold," I told her. Paige studied me, weighing my dare to her. Barbie Lynn shot me a smile and a wink for me pressuring Paige. "Zane, we need to go," Raven insisted. She took hold of my elbow but didn't try to move me. "As you wish," I bowed to Raven. As we turned to leave, Paige called out, "The Princess Bride!" she laughed. Raven looked at me to make some sense of that. "It is a movie I like; it's old," I explained. We trecked out but I deviated from our course long enough to grab Rio, who was publically molesting Mercy. "Take it to an alcove, you two," I said softly. Rio challenged my stance but then we both started chuckling. "I can't promise to keep it quiet, Bro," she winked. "Stuff your panties in her mouth," I suggested. "I'm not wearing any," she grinned. "Put her panties in her mouth, then," I told her. "She's not wearing any either," Rio teased me. "Fine, I give up," I threw up my hands and continued off with Raven. "Was it like this for you, before you came here?" Raven asked me once we sat down in an isolated area. "It was different but similar. After a few weeks everyone knew everyone else, so it wasn't like us kids weren't aware of one another," I explained. "So you've always lived like this?" Raven sounded incredulous. "Raven, how would you describe your relationship with your parents?" I began. "I'm not sure what that has to do with anything but my father died of cancer when I was twelve and I have been raised by my mother ever since," Raven explained. "We are pretty close and we've both worked to raise my brother, who is four years younger than me." "So you had a partnership of sorts," I filled in. Raven nodded. "My parents and I were very close; we did almost everything together, and I was a part of their lives for as long as I can remember. When they died, I went to the far side of the globe to guardians who didn't want me hanging around, yet expected me to act in a very restricted moral way with no training or incentive." "My Uncle only had enough time for me to punish me for not living up to his moral code while my Aunt parroted his beliefs. I guess it was only natural that I formed my own code of ethics and relationships. I had a strong sexual curiosity and personality that drove me to express it," I added. "Where is this going?" Raven sighed. "It means I have no serious understanding of monogamy outside of marriage. Worse, I have little respect for restrictive authority. Mindless discipline strikes me as unnatural. Don't get me wrong, though; I don't really care how you, or anyone, choses to live, as long as you respect that right in others." "Couldn't you have conformed to what the rest of us want at this school?" Raven countered. "This is a Christian Girls School and we shouldn't be having sex." "I think we have a fundamental misunderstanding here," I nodded. "We both accept that I want to have sex, but why do you assume that some girls here don't?" "That is not what matters," Raven declared. "What matters is that they wouldn't be succumbing to temptation if you weren't here." "That, I have to agree with you there," I admitted, which stunned Raven. "I doubt any of the girls I am with now would go trolling the local college for guys to score with." "So you see what a problem you are and how you shouldn't be at FFU," Raven concluded. "Belief without temptation has no merit," I quoted. "A promise to abstain from boys is nothing more than empty platitudes if there are no boys around." "Zane, we came here because no boys are allowed. Our pledge is a declaration of solidarity with our fellow students," Raven stated. "But the pledge is voluntary so you should respect their decision to do something else if the situation changes," I suggested. "A lot of girls here treat me nicely but aren't jumping my bones, girls like you." Raven didn't comment for several seconds. "I only wish more girls felt like I did," she said weakly. "Well, I'm glad you feel that way about me," I told her, as I pulled my legs up to a lotus position, adjusted my robe, and got ready to work, "because I find you very attractive and that would make things difficult." "Yes, that would make things difficult," Raven muttered sadly. It didn't really matter how Raven ended up beside me, her legs curled up under her and her head poised at my shoulder looking over our choices of works to read through. She didn't have Iona's insightful genius but she had a dedication to detail that was remarkable. She was apparently impressed with my ability to link Irrelevant Detail A with Curious Reference B. In two hours, Raven was excited over the progress we'd made. "Of course you are happy," I teased her; "you expected nothing from me so everything you get is a bonus." "I apologize," she said softly. "Don't worry about it," I chuckled, "you are hardly the first girl on this campus to think I'm an idiot." No sooner had I spoken those words than Paige hopped over the seat behind me and took the armrest of the chair opposite Raven. "You are a moron, not an idiot," Paige corrected me. "Now, it has been two hours and I've finished my homework. Let's go." "Hey!" snapped Raven. "Excuse me, but did we have plans?" I addressed Paige crossly. "You have been sitting over here for two hours with this bimbo. If she hasn't finished working with you by now, she's even duller than she looks," Paige informed us. "Bimbo!" responded Raven as she stood up to confront Paige. "Paige," I cautioned, "why are you doing this? This is way beyond your normal anti-personnel skills." "I don't like her, and I like her spending time with you even less," Paige declared. "At least I didn't have to spread my legs to make him spend time with me," Raven retorted. That seemed to upset Paige so I intervened. "That's not true," I told Raven. "I hang out with Paige because she is intriguing and smart, like you. Anything else is a private matter between her and me." "I don't like her," Raven replied. "You suck up oxygen that would be better used by mewling infants," Paige countered. "Enough!" I snapped. I turned, cupped Raven's jaw, and kissed her on the lips, leaving her shocked. I turned to Paige and with my countenance, I let her know she'd gone too far. I walked off, looking for somewhere else to be, but the floor was pretty occupied by freshmen now, in their little groups studying and relaxing. I even caught sight of Rio playing pool with Valerie and enjoying herself. Iona was with a group of students I recognized but Barbie Lynn and the teachers were gone. Only Dana remained, an isolated island of calm, watching her television and drinking her beers. I slouched down on the seat next to my former coach. "You are not getting a beer," she told me. "Do I look like I want a beer?" I sighed. "No, you look like you need a beer," she chuckled, "which is worse." "Man, that is a sad assessment of my situation," I groaned; "accurate, but sad." "You need to say 'No' occasionally, Zane," Dana observed. "Since I can no longer keep these girls safe from you, you need to keep yourself safe from them. If you don't set some boundaries, there is going to be trouble." I digested that for a minute. "You are laughing at me on the inside, aren't you?" I remarked. "Pretty much, yes," Dana winked. "This is some twisted plot of yours to make me take some responsibility, damn you," I continued. "Yep," she quipped. "You would think that having so many girlfriends, or potential girlfriends, would be a great thing," I stated. "My problem is that there are so many wonderful girls to meet and I want to get to know them, and it isn't like I get to know someone in one hour, or one day, or even one year, really." Dana laughed out loud so hard she started to cough. "Who would have thought you were a romantic," she snorted. "If you limited yourself to one-night stands, your life would be far easier." "I frankly don't think that is a possibility for me," I shrugged. "Even Paige?" Dana asked, "I know she annoys the crap out of you and she's a total stalker." "She is not," I defended Paige. "She's different but I like her intensity." Dana smirked and a set of arms wrapped around me from behind. Paige rested her head on my shoulder and kissed my ear. "I came back to bitch you out for taking Raven's side over mine," she said softly, "but now I think I'll simply forgive you and be done with it." "Damn it, Paige," I snapped nervously, "would you stop sneaking up on me?" "No," she responded after a moment's introspection. "I want you to be somewhat afraid of me." "Paige, you might want to consider what the hundred and some other girls are going to do to you when they learn you want exclusive rights to Zane," Dana grinned. "We don't have to be exclusive," Paige informed her, like I wasn't even there (this happens to me way too much). "He only needs to be available when I need him. We'll work out other arrangements for us by the end of the semester." "Paige, you accept me on my terms or we don't get together at all," I warned her. "Part of your appeal is that you do so many other things so well," I continued. "You don't need me." "Zane, I gave you, she reminded me with a mixture of anger and sadness. "Paige, you were my first, too," I enlightened her. "I've never taken a woman's virginity before." "It was special to me," she whispered. I turned my head and shoulders far enough around to kiss her. "It was special for me, too, but I know it meant more to you. What I did can't compare to what you went through," I related. "It is not meant to. I haven't forgotten my first time; that doesn't change the fact that I love someone else and I want to spend the rest of my life with her. It has nothing to do with you or any of the other girls. I feel she is the one for me and it doesn't make rational sense," I explained. "I respect that, Zane," Paige allowed. "You are an idiot and a moron; I'm going to need to train you to accept what is best for you, which is me. I became a woman through your exertions and I'm not willing to surrender that glorious feeling to anyone." Dana laughed uproariously while I groaned in despair. "Fine, I'll let you deal with Christina and company," I grumbled. I stood up and disentangled from Paige. She followed me around the sofa until she was cuddled up against me. "Do we have some time?" she inquired while rolling her hip along my pelvis and getting a response from my suicidal cock. "Dinner first, but I wouldn't be opposed to some bedroom time with you," I grinned to Paige. "I'm thinking a hot oil massage, then some cowgirl action." That definitely excited her. Food did end up taking precedence over sex because I was desperately hungry. The meal time was tense, with bandaged members on both sides of the aisle. The big news was that the Board of Directors was meeting tomorrow morning in an emergency session. No mention of the fates of Coach Gorman or Heaven was made. When I got back, I borrowed Gorman's phone and I gave Heaven a call. She exploded all over me when she realized it was me and not the Coach. "I was afraid something had happened, damn you," she snapped. "There is a little thing known as caller ID." "Um, Heaven, you didn't let me get a word in," I pointed out. "How are you doing?" "I'm going nuts," she groused. "I think it is worse, being so close and not being able to help." "Being here isn't all that great," I related. "We are all stuck in our rooms, pretty much. The Coach was fired so she's over here, drinking beer and watching TV." "That has to be weird," Heaven noted. "Are you okay?" "Actually, all my problems are solved," I told her. "Paige Zeller has decided she owns me." "Zeller? That little albino Science Club geek?" Heaven muttered. "When I get back, I'll fix her ass." "Gee, thanks," I chuckled, "but I think I can handle her. The important thing is that we are going to get you back, and as soon as we do, " The TV went dead. "What the, a few of the girls working at the computer stations and at their laptops exclaimed. Our answer was twofold. Ms. Marlowe and five security guards came up the stairs and stared out over the room. My 'room' was a lot to take in the first time around. The arrival of campus security explained the loss of outside access. When the guards entered the security code for the door, it had alerted the system the Science Club had put in place and stopped security from finding our illegal hook-ups with a cursory search. "Ms. Gorman," gawked Ms. Marlowe, "do you have beer up here?" Dana raised a half-drained beer up, examining it intently. "Yes, that would seem to be the case, Edith," Dana responded. "Do you want one? I have five left." "No! This kind of behavior is not allowed," Ms. Marlowe declared. "I'm not employed here anymore, or did you miss that outburst this morning?" Dana chuckled. "You can't kick me out of my room for a month, or so my contract states. I'm not letting any of the students have any, if that makes you happy." "Are you drunk?" Edith inquired. "Not yet, but I'd like to be," Dana sighed. "How about you get on with the security sweep you are here for so I can get back to it." Edith Marlowe shook her head in disgust, then dispatched her guards to look around. There was blatant hostility being generated their way by the present student body. On any other day, that anger would have been the end of it, but one girl started handing out pool cues and girls lined up to get them. "Put those down right now," Ms. Marlowe commanded. "Get stuffed," Vanessa Hutchins, a freshman, shot back. She'd been particularly impacted by Rhaine's actions, having been propelled twice down different stairwells. "Zane," Dana cautioned me. I stood up and walked over to Vanessa. I took the pool cue from her hands gently and placed it on the pool table. "Come on, ladies, the sooner we let them get done, the sooner we can get back to ignoring them," I said to the students. Slowly the sticks were put aside and the guards returned to their search. "Ms. Hutchins, you are coming with me," Ms. Marlowe stepped forward. I turned and looked down at her. "Don't press your luck," I told Marlowe evenly. "We aren't resisting this search but tempers are high and only going to get worse if you push things." "Edith, try to remember that you not only have to get out of this room, you have to get out of the building," Dana pointed out. "I underestimated these students so I'm now sitting here drinking beer and considering my job options." Ms. Marlowe looked down her nose at Dana, who didn't appear to give a crap about her opinion, then motioned the guards to resume looking around. Campus Security hadn't been gone five minutes before Rio came running up to me. "Hey! I heard that there was almost a fight here," she asked me. "Nothing much to it," I shrugged. "Vanessa over there decided that Ms. Marlowe should become familiar with the grain of a certain pool cue and I had to put a stop to it." Valerie and Iona came up in time to hear the explanation. "I guess it was too much to hope that the Chancellor would leave you alone," Iona moped. "People with her personality type don't let go easily," Valerie commented. "I've met more than my share in law enforcement. Their power over other people is how they define themselves." "Therefore, we need Zane to keep her preoccupied," Paige gloated. Mother Fucking God! "I'm going to have to get you a collar with a bell, damn it, Paige," I growled to my albino ghost. "Of course," she hugged me, "I'll wear a black velvet one with an electronic chime on it and you get to wear a shock collar so you can keep your limited intellect on the important things." "Important things?" Valerie grinned. "Yes; important things like obeying me," Paige grinned triumphantly. "Paige, could you please walk this way with me," Iona said sweetly. "We need to talk." "Not right now, Iona; I'm busy with Zane," Paige dismissed Iona. "Paige, come with me right now or I will inflict such painful force upon your person that even Rio will blanch at the damage delivered," Iona stated with a terrible resolve. Paige regarded Iona with disdain. I was about to break things up but Valerie held me back with a small shake of her head. "I'm not afraid of you, Iona Becket," Paige remarked. "Then you haven't studied the implications of our fight. You will win, and Zane won't have anything to do with you anymore. Rio and I are his first friends here and you understand how he weighs such things," Iona told her calmly. "Hurt me, and kiss him goodbye." Paige's face grew grim. "Now let's take a walk and talk this over, Science Clubber to Science Clubber." "I accept the validity of your socio-dynamic theory. Let's talk then." Paige nodded her acceptance of Iona's statement and with a tiny bit more respect for my diminutive friend, the two geeks walked off. Valerie found the exchange to be both confusing and amusing. "Zane, the girls and I were looking over my ride and talking about taking a few weeks off after the spring semester ends and riding out in my territory," Valerie informed me. "I figure I could teach everyone to ride; I could teach Iona basic mechanics; and Rio could learn to fight." "What do you need me to do?" I asked. "Honestly, you are learning to shoot guns and bows, plus you have martial arts training, so you should do fine. I also heard a rumor that you know something about outdoor survival, which is also handy," Valerie continued. "As long as we can keep you away from the other ladies, we should be okay." "That sounds great. Maybe we could put in some rock-climbing once we get there," I suggested. "Didn't, didn't your parents die in a rock-climbing accident?" Valerie asked. "Yes, so? It was something they loved to do and something they taught me to love," I responded. "I won't give up that part of them over one bad memory." "I can't tell if that's cold or touching," Valerie smirked. "I'll let you figure that one out," I grinned back. "Some things you tell the world, some things you tell your friends, and a few things you keep to yourself." "Is that why you don't pry?" Valerie noted. "Rio says you've never asked her about her history, which makes you pretty unique. 'What were you in for?' was my first question to her." "It is my business to know who you are, not who you were," I told her. "I have to live with you in the present, so that's my business." "My Mom is going to love you," Valerie grinned. "How about your Grandfather?" I inquired. "Touch me in a sexual manner and he'll break out of Maximum Security to kill you," Val winked. "I'm not afraid," I boasted. "Oh?" Valerie arched an eyebrow. "Yes. I have a passport and am not afraid to use it," I joked. "Wow," Dana observed, "so this is what Zane is like when he has blood flowing to his brain; he actually makes sense." "Why am I being nice to you, again?" I questioned Dana. "I haven't a fucking clue," Dana shrugged, "after all, I kicked your ass and beat you to unconsciousness." "You knocked Zane out?" Valerie asked. "If you ever have to teach Zane, you'll end up feeling the same way I did," Dana sneered. "It was an accident," Rio informed Val. "Zane threw his face at her fist and she was forced to defend herself." "What really happened, Zane?" Valerie inquired. "I haven't a clue. I heard 'Ready, set,' and I woke up staring at the ceiling thirty seconds later," I answered. "I punched him, but to be fair, he'd knocked me down with a kick in our previous encounter," Gorman admitted. "I was actually surprised he went down because Zane can take a beating." "That's the second nicest thing you've ever said about me," I commented. "What was the first?" Dana said. "You told Ms. Lane I wasn't a total waste of effort," I related. "Speaking of which, you did her, didn't you?" Dana asked. "I like keeping my relationships discreet, I started, then several girls around me groaned, ", if that is what they want, so no comment." "Let's just say that I've seen teeth marks on Zane's shoulder that have a slight gap on the left like a certain someone we both know," Rio snickered. Dana snorted. Before I could respond, I saw Iona coming my way and Paige angling for the door. I nodded to Iona and mouthed a 'thank you' to her, then angled to cut Paige off. "Where are you going?" I questioned her. "I get it; I'm not wanted, you have better things to do, and I am not going to get what I want so I'm leaving," Paige sounded hurt. "Did I say I didn't want you around?" I asked. "Iona said that you spending time with me was something the other girls wouldn't allow. Even Cordelia feels that way, apparently," Paige informed me. "I think you misunderstood," I clarified. "I want to spend time with you but I can't simply kick other girls aside because I do." "So now you want to spend time with me, but why should I spend time with you?" she countered. "I don't know," I replied. "Why did you come over and hassle Raven and I?" That brought her up short, not because she didn't know the answer but because she didn't want to admit it. "I was jealous," she said softly. "You don't need to be," I told her. "We are study buddies, nothing more." "You are a moro

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Morse code transcription: vvv vvv Johnson and Johnson baby powder Thousands sue company alleging it hid talcum powder cancer risks Cardiff may be UKs first city to impose SUV parking premium Paddy Power to close 57 shops in UK and Republic of Ireland Titan submersible imploded due to poor engineering, say US officials Grandfather relives eight day nightmare in Highland wilderness Celebrity Traitors episode three Celia Imries fart steals the show Warwickshire guide dog charity welcomes largest litter in years Asylum hotels dilemma The woman with a bold idea to solve it Patchway B and Q store closes after travellers move onto car park Government publishes evidence in collapsed China spy case

Morse code transcription: vvv vvv Grandfather relives eight day nightmare in Highland wilderness Patchway B and Q store closes after travellers move onto car park Government publishes evidence in collapsed China spy case Asylum hotels dilemma The woman with a bold idea to solve it Celebrity Traitors episode three Celia Imries fart steals the show Paddy Power to close 57 shops in UK and Republic of Ireland Cardiff may be UKs first city to impose SUV parking premium Titan submersible imploded due to poor engineering, say US officials Johnson and Johnson baby powder Thousands sue company alleging it hid talcum powder cancer risks Warwickshire guide dog charity welcomes largest litter in years

In today's narration of Reddit stories, OP inherited a vintage watch from his late grandfather which has been passed down the family and worn on wedding days as a token of luck. However OP's future brother in law is getting married and says he should wear it.0:00 Intro0:19 Story 11:42 Story 1 Comments / OP's Replies3:53 Update6:33 Comments / OP's Replies8:26 Story 1 Update 18:52 Story 1 Comments10:02 Story 1 Update 212:36 Story 1 Update 313:52 Story 1 Comments14:57 Story 217:02 Story 2 Comments21:12 Story 2 Update 23:34 Story 2 CommentsFor more viral Reddit stories, incredible confessions, and the best Reddit tales from across the platform, subscribe to the channel! I *try* :) to bring you the most entertaining Reddit stories, carefully selected from top subreddits and narrated for your enjoyment. Whether you love drama, revenge, or heartwarming moments, this channel delivers the most captivating Reddit content. New videos uploaded daily featuring the best Reddit stories you won't want to miss!#redditupdate #redditrelationship #redditstoriesreddit Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In this one I tell you about: Yet another thing I feel guilty about A baseball game I watched that ended in death threats A full Beatles concert I watched on YouTube, which triggered a rant The end of one of my long-time favorite podcasts Return of one of the best ongoing TV shows Thanks for listening! Check out expanded show notes at surfreportpod.com Need twice the Surf Report? We've got you covered. Just pop on over to patreon.com/jeffkay, sign up for a $4 (or more) monthly donation, and you'll immediately gain access to the weekly bonus shows. They're each a full-length episode and are only available to supporters at Patreon. Upgrade today! Also, we now have a telephone hotline where you can leave your comments, questions, and suggestions. The number is 570-290-8151. Give us a call and there's a very good chance you'll be part of a future show. It's all voicemail, no actual human will answer. If you're too shy for such shenanigans, email us at surfreportpod@gmail.com

Evan, Canty, & Michelle discuss championship droughts for major sports cities. Are the Colts the AFC favorites right now? How do we view Lamar, Allen, and Burrow if Baker Mayfield wins a title before any of them? Mel Kiper Jr. joins us to dive deep into how a QB's college experience informs how well they will perform in the NFL. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Evan, Canty, & Michelle discuss championship droughts for major sports cities. Are the Colts the AFC favorites right now? How do we view Lamar, Allen, and Burrow if Baker Mayfield wins a title before any of them? Mel Kiper Jr. joins us to dive deep into how a QB's college experience informs how well they will perform in the NFL. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Evan, Canty, & Michelle discuss championship droughts for major sports cities. Are the Colts the AFC favorites right now? How do we view Lamar, Allen, and Burrow if Baker Mayfield wins a title before any of them? Mel Kiper Jr. joins us to dive deep into how a QB's college experience informs how well they will perform in the NFL. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Evan, Canty, & Michelle discuss championship droughts for major sports cities. Are the Colts the AFC favorites right now? How do we view Lamar, Allen, and Burrow if Baker Mayfield wins a title before any of them? Mel Kiper Jr. joins us to dive deep into how a QB's college experience informs how well they will perform in the NFL. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Evan, Canty, & Michelle discuss championship droughts for major sports cities. Are the Colts the AFC favorites right now? How do we view Lamar, Allen, and Burrow if Baker Mayfield wins a title before any of them? Mel Kiper Jr. joins us to dive deep into how a QB's college experience informs how well they will perform in the NFL. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

In a deeply personal postcard from NPR's Emmanuel Akinwotu, we go the funeral of his venerated grandfather in Nigeria. It was a huge celebration of life, with music and dance. However, the family was confronted with extortion and exploitation at the gravesite. It's an all too common occurrence, one that amplifies the grief of many Nigerians.  Learn more about sponsor message choices: podcastchoices.com/adchoicesNPR Privacy Policy

Send us a textThe stories of when my grandfather's spirit visited me as a child. A disturbing educational short film about railroad safety. Some of the best horror movies from the 1960s.Episode 216 brings all of the spooky from fiction, to truth, to somewhere in between.It begins with an educational short film, sure to give kids nightmares. The Finishing Line, released in 1977, is a British film that highlights the dangers of playing on railroad tracks. How do they do this? By turning it into a disturbing Game of Thrones style massacre where the players don't win, they just survive.We move on to love from beyond the grave. As a small child, I was visited on numerous occasions by the spirit of my grandfather, who had passed more than a decade before I was born. It was a part of a creepy but all too real time in my family. Now I share all of the details from all of the stories straight from the mouths of those who were there.The new Top 5 looks at some of the best horror movies from the 1960s. These are some of the most influential and highly regarded films ever. Which is your favorite?There is, of course, a brand new This Week In History and Time Capsule centered around the very first World Series in Major League Baseball.You can support my work by becoming a member on Patreon. Or you can Buy Me A Coffee!Helpful Links from this EpisodeBuy My New Book, In Their Footsteps!Searching For the Lady of the Dunes True Crime BookHooked By Kiwi - Etsy.comDJ Williams MusicKeeKee's Cape Cod KitchenChristopher Setterlund.comCape Cod Living - Zazzle StoreSubscribe on YouTube!Initial Impressions 2.0 BlogWebcam Weekly Wrapup PodcastCJSetterlundPhotos on EtsyThe Finishing Line Short FilmListen to Episode 215 hereSupport the show

Did you know male fertility has plummeted 60% since the 1970s and it could be THE missing piece in your conception journey? If you're trying to conceive, feeling stuck, or want to make sure you and your partner are truly optimizing your chances, this episode is for you. I sit down with WeNatal's co-founders, Ronit and Vida, to unpack the breakthrough science on sperm quality, how men's health directly impacts not just conception but pregnancy outcomes, and what couples can do right now, together, to boost fertility.We get honest about why “trimester zero” (the pre-pregnancy stage) matters, what actually works for men, and how to motivate your partner without nagging or overwhelm. So if you want concrete, actionable steps for improving both partners' reproductive health and way more hope and clarity about next steps, hit play and let's dive in.4:51 – The sharp decline in sperm counts since the 1970s and why it's a big deal for couples10:12 – “Trimester Zero”: The science behind why both partners should prep before pregnancy 13:31 – Fertility is a team sport: Why focusing only on women overlooks half the equation10:33 – Real-life results: How small, sustainable lifestyle changes lead to better fertility outcomes 15:30 – Practical advice for getting male partners on board with health changes (without nagging)18:19 – Why supplements still matter during pregnancy and postpartum for men and womenEpisode Links:Snag a FREE month of Rest + Digest Magnesium when you subscribe to WeNatal, just use my code ‘mindinmymacros'Sign up for the WeNatal Fertility Master ClassLearn more about WeNatal: Website | Instagram Other Episodes You'll Love:Episode 19: The Truth About Fertility and Preconception with WeNatal

Are you a grandparent who's suddenly been cut off from your beloved grandchildren, heartbroken and powerless in the face of family conflict or shifting laws? Have you poured years—sometimes decades—of your life, love, and resources into nurturing your grandkids, only to have that sacred bond abruptly severed? You are not alone, and your pain is shared by countless grandparents across the country.I'm Laura Brazan, host of 'Grandparents Raising Grandchildren: Nurturing Through Adversity.' In each episode, we bring together grandparents, experts, and advocates to navigate the complex legal, emotional, and financial challenges of kinship care. This week, we share the powerful story of Cheri, an Indiana grandmother turned activist, as she transforms grief into a movement for grandparents' rights. Alongside her husband, Rex, and daughter Brooke, discover the urgent fight to change visitation laws, practical steps you can take to protect your connection with your grandchildren, and resources to empower you wherever you live.We encourage you to please visit and sign the petition to change the Indiana law for grandparents rights, and to print, sign and send this form to your state senator or representative to advocate for grandparents rights in your state.If you're yearning to be heard, understood, and supported, join our community. TogetSend us a textAs you know, many families operate with less-than-perfect technical supplies and Wi-Fi services. You might notice a few minor audio hiccups in today's episode, and I apologize for that in advance. But despite the technical difficulties, we felt it was so important to bring this powerful story to you through the power of podcasting. Big Heart Family Dentistry, led by Dr. Seth Hinckley. Their dedication goes beyond treating teeth; they empower healthier, happier lives through prevention and education. They use state-of-the-art technology and are deeply connected to the community, addressing every dental need with expertise and heart. Thank you for tuning into today's episode. It's been a journey of shared stories, insights, and invaluable advice from the heart of a community that knows the beauty and challenges of raising grandchildren. Your presence and engagement mean the world to us and to grandparents everywhere stepping up in ways they never imagined. Remember, you're not alone on this journey. For more resources, support, and stories, visit our website and follow us on our social media channels. If today's episode moved you, consider sharing it with someone who might find comfort and connection in our shared experiences. We look forward to bringing more stories and expert advice your way next week. Until then, take care of yourselves and each other.Want to be a guest on Grandparents Raising Grandchildren: Nurturing Through Adversity? Send Laura Brazan a message on PodMatch, here: https://www.podmatch.com/hostdetailpreview/grgLiked this episode? Share it and tag us on Facebook @GrandparentsRaisingGrandchilden Love the show? Leave a review and let us know! CONNECT WITH US: Website | Facebook

Hank Vogler has the great combination of growing up with a Grandfather who truly understood the world in addition to Hank garnering the same observation skill of Grandpa.

PJ hears Elise is sprouting joy around Youghal by giving away money plants cultivated from her grandad's plant Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Jarrod comes on the show and tells us about the many Bigfoot encounters and experiences he's had at his Grandparents cabin in Ohio! He also talks about some of his Grandfathers crazy experiences with these creatures! Thanks for listening and supporting the show!

Finding Hope After the Unthinkable with Nat Suckley | The Hopeaholics PodcastIn this powerful episode of The Hopeaholics Podcast, Nat Suckley shares one of the most heartbreaking and inspiring stories ever told on the show. From losing his wife in what was described as “the most brutal murder in Corpus Christi history” to later losing his son to an overdose on his 24th birthday, Nat opens up about unimaginable pain, addiction, and the long road to healing. He talks about how trauma shaped his life, how faith and recovery at The Bridge to Recovery saved him, and how forgiveness ultimately set him free — even toward the man responsible for his wife's death. Today, Nat is sober, grounded, and helping others heal as chairman of The Bridge's board, proving that no matter how dark life gets, recovery and redemption are always possible.#thehopeaholics  #redemption #recovery #AlcoholAddiction #AddictionRecovery #wedorecover #SobrietyJourney #MyStory #Hope #wedorecover #treatmentcenter #natalieevamarieJoin our patreon to get access to an EXTRA EPISODE every week of ‘Off the Record', exclusive content, a thriving recovery community, and opportunities to be featured on the podcast. https://patreon.com/TheHopeaholics Go to www.Wolfpak.com today and support our sponsors. Don't forget to use code: HOPEAHOLICSPODCAST for 10% off!Follow the Hopeaholics on our Socials:https://www.instagram.com/thehopeaholics https://linktr.ee/thehopeaholicsBuy Merch: https://thehopeaholics.myshopify.comVisit our Treatment Centers: https://www.hopebythesea.comIf you or a loved one needs help, please call or text 949-615-8588. We have the resources to treat mental health and addiction. Sponsored by the Infiniti Group LLC:https://www.infinitigroupllc.com Timestamps:00:02:22 – Parents Kick Him Out at 1900:04:11 – “Overnight I Was a Drug Addict”00:06:03 – “Alcohol, Drugs, and the 80s Nightlife Took Over My Life”00:09:16 – Finds Out His Wife Was Murdered00:10:08 – “Most Brutal Murder in Corpus Christi History”00:13:51 – Son's Psychotic Break and Overdose on His 24th Birthday00:15:13 – “I Went Back to Work After My Son Died — I Felt Nothing”00:19:36 – Enters The Bridge to Recovery (2014)00:20:44 – “For the First Time, I Felt Safe in AA”00:25:26 – “I Wanted to Kill the Man Who Murdered My Wife”00:28:19 – “The Forgiveness Prayer That Changed My Life”00:29:17 – Becoming a Grandfather and Fearing Happiness00:34:07 – “The Goldfish Prayer” Helps Him Through Grief00:35:21 – Becomes Chairman of The Bridge's Board of Directors00:36:47 – Rebuilding a Relationship with His Late Wife's Parents00:49:00 – “I Thought My Son Saw Me as a Coward for Not Taking Revenge”00:51:17 – Hosts Reflect on the Power and Hope in His Story

On this day in Tudor history, 10 October 1530, Thomas Grey, 2nd Marquess of Dorset, died. Soldier, jouster, courtier, and grandfather of Lady Jane Grey, he lived a life that perfectly captured the dangers and rewards of Tudor ambition. Born into royalty - grandson of Elizabeth Woodville and Katherine Neville, sister of the Kingmaker - Thomas grew up in the shadow of shifting alliances and rebellion. He was imprisoned by Henry VII, restored under Henry VIII, and rose again through charm, courage, and sheer survival instinct. - He dazzled at court tournaments, fought in France in 1513, escorted Mary Tudor to her French wedding, and bore the sword of state at the Field of Cloth of Gold. - He sat in judgment on the Duke of Buckingham, backed Henry VIII's annulment, and—when the tides turned—joined the charges against Cardinal Wolsey. - Yet behind the glitter was a man who fought feuds, faced imprisonment, and watched power slip as easily as it came. By his death, he was one of England's wealthiest nobles—and the patriarch of a line that would end in tragedy with Lady Jane Grey. Join me,  historian and author Claire Ridgway, for the remarkable story of a Tudor magnate who lived, fought, and schemed at the heart of power. Don't forget to like, subscribe, and ring the bell for more daily Tudor history. #OnThisDay #TudorHistory #ThomasGrey #LadyJaneGrey #HenryVIII #TudorCourt #TudorDynasty #EnglishHistory #FieldOfClothOfGold #ClaireRidgway

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What'd you like? Send us a text.Yeah, we know… We're still kickin' back. One last replay show. Promise. This one has Jim telling us how he tried to make gun powder when he was a kid (and failed). Then an Olympic skier gets frostbite on his weewee!

What a journey it has been on our way to 100 episodes of the Keep Going Podcast! Thank you all so much for the support. Tyler Davis is a Comanche, Caddo, husband, and my father who has always been well respected and I'm blessed to have him in my life. This episode is near and dear to my heart. I am able to have a deep conversation with my father about growing up, what it was like becoming a dad, hardships, how to deal with loss, but most importantly LOVE!I share a very personal recording of my Grandfather, play the Native American flute, burn sage, and getting to learn more of my dad's thoughts and stories was POWERFUL.Hope you all enjoy... KEEPGOING!Follow me:IG- https://www.instagram.com/zdsellsokc/FB- https://www.facebook.com/ZDsellsOKC/Website: https://keepgoingpodcast.carrd.co/  Click here to be a guest on Keep Going Podcast: https://form.jotform.com/252251121299149

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True Crime Tuesday Presents: Presiding Over Shadows: From Chaos To Order In The Court with Circuit Court Judge/Author, Judge Michael Randazzo! Judge Michael Randazzo never should have been. His story begins in a pop-up trailer-no electricity, no running water-born to parents who dropped out of high school and carried the weight of the family's excommunication from the Sicilian Mafia. He came into the world premature, delivered by a veterinarian, clinging to life while doctors warned I'd never catch up. Crime and tragedy run through Michael's bloodline: moonshining, sexual abuse, attempted manslaughter. His father struck deals with the Mexican Cartel and still battles opioid addiction. Every member of his family has been both perpetrator and victim. Yet, somewhere between generational sin and the chance to start over, he clawed his way through law school. Today, Michael serves as one of Missouri's youngest Presiding Circuit Judges. On Today's Show, we sit down with Judge Randazzo and talk about how the sins of the Great Grandafther, Grandfather, and Father changed the mind of the Son.  How Michael and his brother, Kevin have managed to change the reputation and the last name of Randazzo in the community, How Michael keeps his children on the straight and narrow and away from the temptation of "the family business", and what makes Michael Randazzo a unique person to serve on the bench! Get your copy of "Presiding Over Shadows..." here: https://wildbluepress.com/presiding-over-shadows-crime-memoir-michael-randazzo/ PLUS AN ALL NEW DUMB CRIMES/STUPID CRIMINALS W/JESSICA FREEBURG! Wanna see the man in the inflatable Dachshund costume walking his Dachshund? Click here:  https://www.ctvnews.ca/toronto/article/oshawa-man-who-dresses-as-a-dachshund-is-gaining-popularity-one-walk-at-a-time/?utm_source=fark&utm_medium=website&utm_content=link&ICID=ref_fark Check out Jessica Freeburg's website and order her new books:  https://jessicafreeburg.com/books/ and check out Jess on Tik Tok:  https://www.tiktok.com/@jessicafreeburgwrites Sign up to go with Dacre Stoker and Mysterious Universe Tours to Romania here:  https://www.mysteriousadventurestours.com/darkness_radio/ Want to attend JUST Dracula's Vampire Ball at Bran Castle? Click this link to find out how: https://www.mysteriousadventurestours.com/darkness_radio/ Travel with Brian J. Cano to Ireland for Halloween for 11 days and get 100 dollars off and break it into 10 easy payments here:  https://www.mysteriousadventurestours.com/darkness_radio/ Make sure you update your Darkness Radio Apple Apps! and subscribe to the Darkness Radio You Tube page:  https://www.youtube.com/@DRTimDennis There are new and different (and really cool) items all the time in the Darkness Radio Online store at our website! . check out the Darkness Radio Store!   https://www.darknessradioshow.com/store/ #crime #truecrime #truecrimepodcasts #truecrimetuesday #judgemichaelrandazzo #michaelrandazzo #presidingovershadows #fromchaostoorderinthecourt #drugdealing #drugaddiction #mafia #lacosanostra #sicily #italy  #stlouis #missouri #joesphrandazzo #bignickrandazzo #dominickrandazzojr #mobstories #redemptionstories #overcomingadversity #dumbcrimesstupidcriminals #TimDennis #jessicafreeburg #paranormalauthor #floridaman #drugcrimes #foodcrimes #stupidcrimes #funnycrimes  #sexcrimes

Send us a textIn this episode:Lee Lambert, the self-described "grandfather of the PMP" and last living founder of the certification from 1984, brings his wealth of experience and trademark humor to this enlightening conversation about project management's past, present, and future.  From humble beginnings with just 39 certified professionals in its first year to today's 1.7 million PMPs worldwide, Lee traces the remarkable evolution of project management certification. His own journey proves there's no single path to success in this field - starting in drafting and engineering before volunteering to train 300 engineers on earned value management, which launched his career in project management. The conversation takes a fascinating turn when Lee recounts leading a $300-400 million annual project to determine nuclear waste storage locations in the 1980s. This massive undertaking required navigating complex technical, environmental, and political landscapes - providing him with invaluable real-world experience that shaped his understanding of effective project management.  Today, Lee channels his passion into promoting the Pure Project Manager credential, which he sees as the perfect practical complement to the theory-based PMP. With 29 diverse courses covering everything from communication to creativity to risk management, the credential helps project managers translate book knowledge into actionable skills. As Lee puts it, "How does all that stuff I learned, the jargon, translate into better project management?"  Throughout our conversation, Lee emphasizes the critical importance of risk management - especially with today's AI tools that can dramatically improve risk identification and mitigation. His insights on networking, professional growth, and finding your path in project management are invaluable for practitioners at any stage of their career. When asked how someone can know if project management is right for them, Lee offers straightforward wisdom: "Until you do it, you won't know."Episode Links:Connect with Lee  on LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/lelambert/Take your next step with the PURE Project Management Credential:  https://www.puremanagementalliance.com/#675860292cf36PM-Mastery Links: For a full podcast episode list, visit here: PM-Mastery Podcast Episodes. For a full list of blog posts, go here: PM-Mastery Blog Posts Become a PURE PM: https://pm-mastery.com/pure Check out Instructing.com for all your PM course needs: https://www.instructing.com/?ref=bd5e5c Get your free PDU Tracker here: https://pm-mastery.com/resource_links/

True Crime Tuesday Presents: Presiding Over Shadows: From Chaos To Order In The Court with Circuit Court Judge/Author, Judge Michael Randazzo! Judge Michael Randazzo never should have been. His story begins in a pop-up trailer-no electricity, no running water-born to parents who dropped out of high school and carried the weight of the family's excommunication from the Sicilian Mafia. He came into the world premature, delivered by a veterinarian, clinging to life while doctors warned I'd never catch up. Crime and tragedy run through Michael's bloodline: moonshining, sexual abuse, attempted manslaughter. His father struck deals with the Mexican Cartel and still battles opioid addiction. Every member of his family has been both perpetrator and victim. Yet, somewhere between generational sin and the chance to start over, he clawed his way through law school. Today, Michael serves as one of Missouri's youngest Presiding Circuit Judges. On Today's Show, we sit down with Judge Randazzo and talk about how the sins of the Great Grandafther, Grandfather, and Father changed the mind of the Son.  How Michael and his brother, Kevin have managed to change the reputation and the last name of Randazzo in the community, How Michael keeps his children on the straight and narrow and away from the temptation of "the family business", and what makes Michael Randazzo a unique person to serve on the bench! Get your copy of "Presiding Over Shadows..." here: https://wildbluepress.com/presiding-over-shadows-crime-memoir-michael-randazzo/ PLUS AN ALL NEW DUMB CRIMES/STUPID CRIMINALS W/JESSICA FREEBURG! Wanna see the man in the inflatable Dachshund costume walking his Dachshund? Click here:  https://www.ctvnews.ca/toronto/article/oshawa-man-who-dresses-as-a-dachshund-is-gaining-popularity-one-walk-at-a-time/?utm_source=fark&utm_medium=website&utm_content=link&ICID=ref_fark Check out Jessica Freeburg's website and order her new books:  https://jessicafreeburg.com/books/ and check out Jess on Tik Tok:  https://www.tiktok.com/@jessicafreeburgwrites Sign up to go with Dacre Stoker and Mysterious Universe Tours to Romania here:  https://www.mysteriousadventurestours.com/darkness_radio/ Want to attend JUST Dracula's Vampire Ball at Bran Castle? Click this link to find out how: https://www.mysteriousadventurestours.com/darkness_radio/ Travel with Brian J. Cano to Ireland for Halloween for 11 days and get 100 dollars off and break it into 10 easy payments here:  https://www.mysteriousadventurestours.com/darkness_radio/ Make sure you update your Darkness Radio Apple Apps! and subscribe to the Darkness Radio You Tube page:  https://www.youtube.com/@DRTimDennis There are new and different (and really cool) items all the time in the Darkness Radio Online store at our website! . check out the Darkness Radio Store!   https://www.darknessradioshow.com/store/ #crime #truecrime #truecrimepodcasts #truecrimetuesday #judgemichaelrandazzo #michaelrandazzo #presidingovershadows #fromchaostoorderinthecourt #drugdealing #drugaddiction #mafia #lacosanostra #sicily #italy  #stlouis #missouri #joesphrandazzo #bignickrandazzo #dominickrandazzojr #mobstories #redemptionstories #overcomingadversity #dumbcrimesstupidcriminals #TimDennis #jessicafreeburg #paranormalauthor #floridaman #drugcrimes #foodcrimes #stupidcrimes #funnycrimes  #sexcrimes

Chris writes "My wife and I were on a car trip back in February. I had 12 hours of driving to do and wanted a new podcast to fill the time with. I was looking for something paranormal or supernatural and came across Sasquatch chronicles. I downloaded a few and off we went. After the first few episodes I started hearing specific details that would remind me of my grandfathers farm. After a few more episodes my wife looks at me and says, “Don't some of these sound like your ghost stories?” I had been thinking the same thing too. So after 6 months of listening to the archives I've finally gotten around to email you about my Grandfathers farm. My grandfather had 80 acres in western North Carolina. We lived in Asheville Nc, about 20 miles north of my grandfather. He was a hermit, divorced from my grandmother. And lived in their old house filled with stuff in case the world entered into another depression. We would visit him about every other month. My mom would sit and talk with him, while my brothers and me would explore thru the junk filled barns, sheds, and out buildings. He had also built a 5 acre pond on his property for his grandsons to be able to fish in. It was stocked with bass and blue gill. He was a hard old man, that told you something only once, and expected it to be done. But he would also joke around with you. He use to tell us to look out for them boogers out there. When I was in 8th grade when my grandfather died and left his farm to my mother. Over the next two years we would go out to the property almost every weekend and holiday. We were cleaning it up. We didn't know it at the time, but our parents were planning on moving us into the house. We started camping out on the property sometimes when we would stay out there for a few days. It was during these visits, I started hearing neighbors talking about strange things on the property. About being chased away when they tried to fish at the pond. Always feeling like someone was watching them. In the summer of 1998 my parents moved myself and my 4 younger brothers into my grandfathers house. In the 2 years of working on the house to move into it, I had experienced enough to know that the house was haunted, and that my grandfathers ghost lived in the lake. I didn't tell anyone other than my brothers and my parents. My brothers and I all believed there was something going on. Our parents kept telling it that it was our imagination. So we kept it to ourselves. It just became normal.

This unsettling true ghost story follows one person's long, escalating encounters with a presence that moved through cities and old houses, refusing to be rationalized away. What begins as the creaks and drafts of an aging Philadelphia rowhouse soon becomes something far darker: utensils sliding, toys placed with intent, lights that explode in bright shrapnel, and a bathtub that runs for hours with no explanation. Listeners who crave haunted house accounts, real hauntings, and first-person paranormal testimony will find this episode impossible to ignore. The narrator chronicles how small, uncanny details stacked into undeniable patterns—dog toys balanced on windowsills, shadows seen in mirrors, and a named presence they jokingly called “Charlie.” Technology fails to comfort: motion cameras capture overexposed flares, fogged frames, and EM surges where electricians find nothing wrong. Friends and roommates become witnesses; a local paranormal researcher records unexplained spikes but offers no tidy answers. This episode is as much about the psychological toll as it is about the spectacle of hauntings: sleepless nights, panic attacks, grounding techniques, and the rituals people cling to for safety. It explores whether the phenomenon is tied to place or person, and what it means when a dead relative's voice starts delivering impossible truths in dreams. For fans of EVP, shadow figures, and haunting investigations, this is a cinematic, hair-raising account of living with a presence that won't leave. Subscribe and listen closely—because sometimes the scariest thing isn't the house, it's what follows you home. #TrueGhostStory #HauntedHouse #RealHaunting #Paranormal #EVP #ShadowPerson #HomeHaunting #NightTerrors #UrbanLegend #GhostEncounter #HauntedRowhouse #GhostlyPresence Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

This unsettling true ghost story follows one person's long, escalating encounters with a presence that moved through cities and old houses, refusing to be rationalized away. What begins as the creaks and drafts of an aging Philadelphia rowhouse soon becomes something far darker: utensils sliding, toys placed with intent, lights that explode in bright shrapnel, and a bathtub that runs for hours with no explanation. Listeners who crave haunted house accounts, real hauntings, and first-person paranormal testimony will find this episode impossible to ignore. The narrator chronicles how small, uncanny details stacked into undeniable patterns—dog toys balanced on windowsills, shadows seen in mirrors, and a named presence they jokingly called “Charlie.” Technology fails to comfort: motion cameras capture overexposed flares, fogged frames, and EM surges where electricians find nothing wrong. Friends and roommates become witnesses; a local paranormal researcher records unexplained spikes but offers no tidy answers. This episode is as much about the psychological toll as it is about the spectacle of hauntings: sleepless nights, panic attacks, grounding techniques, and the rituals people cling to for safety. It explores whether the phenomenon is tied to place or person, and what it means when a dead relative's voice starts delivering impossible truths in dreams. For fans of EVP, shadow figures, and haunting investigations, this is a cinematic, hair-raising account of living with a presence that won't leave. Subscribe and listen closely—because sometimes the scariest thing isn't the house, it's what follows you home. #TrueGhostStory #HauntedHouse #RealHaunting #Paranormal #EVP #ShadowPerson #HomeHaunting #NightTerrors #UrbanLegend #GhostEncounter #HauntedRowhouse #GhostlyPresence Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

From testosterone levels to long COVID, this conversation between Tai Lopez and Ben Greenfield covers some of the biggest health questions men (and women) are facing today. Ben — a New York Times bestselling author, top biohacker, and health expert who’s been featured on Joe Rogan — shares his latest insights on: The #1 thing killing Americans today (and what’s being overlooked) Why men’s testosterone is half of what their grandfathers had The truth about COVID, vaccines, and long COVID treatments Diet debates: keto vs. carnivore vs. Mediterranean vs. pescatarian Peptides, stem cells, and regenerative medicine breakthroughs The dangers of EMF, microplastics, and modern lighting on health Longevity strategies, from cold plunges and saunas to wine and fasting This is a deep dive into what actually works, what’s a scam, and where modern science and old wisdom collide. ▶ Watch until the end for rapid-fire rankings — Ben rates everything from red wine and kettlebells to TRT, seed oils, and online habits. For all links and resources mentioned in this episode, visit: TaiLopez.com/benpodcastSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Armor Party talks with Brendan Wayne, character performer of the helmeted Din Djarin of the Mandalorian. For 2 seasons of the Mandalorian and with appearances in The Book of Boba Fett, Brendan walks us through how his skills and training as a gunslinger inspired the costume and persona of the badass beneath the Beskar. Hear about his humble journey from fitting into a costume designed for a bigger actor, almost missing the audition for Dad-duties, and what his Grandfather, John "The Duke" Wayne, thought about Star Wars.Follow Brendan WayneSubscribe to Thank the Maker on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Support Thank the Maker on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Patreon⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Get Thank the Maker merch: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ thankthemakermerch.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Find the finest garments and accessories in the galaxy at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠RSVLTS⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow and message us on Instagram to get 20% off your first purchase at rsvlts.com!Follow TTM on social media: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠thankthemakerpod.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Donate to "WHAT CHOICE? - Star Wars Fans For Abortion Access" at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠gofundme⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.Follow the hosts on social media:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Adam Russell⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Nick Ghanbarian⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠William Ryan Key⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Mike Forester⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Jason Chiodo⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Ahsoka, Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano, Rosario Dawson, Hayden Christensen, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Andor, The Book of Boba Fett, The Bad Batch, The High Republic, #makesolo2happen, The Mandalorian, Star Wars Visions, Anime, Star Wars Anime, Disney Gallery, Galactic Starcruiser, Halcyon, Chandrila Star Line, Galaxy's Edge, Rogue Squadron, Disney+ Day, Hondo Supply, Armor Party, Kathleen Kennedy, Star Wars Celebration, Star Wars Black Series, Temuera Morrison, Black Krrsantan, Tosche Station, Danny Trejo, Fennec Shand, Ming-Na Wen, Mark Hamill, Luke Skywalker, Cad Bane, Princess Leia, Vivien Lyra Blair, Carrie Fisher, Tales of the Jedi, Cassian Andor, Bix Caleen, Brasso, Luthen Rael, Mon Mothma, Vel Sartha, Cinta Kaz, Dedra Meero, Syril Karn, Orson Krennic

Air Force veteran Travis MossBarger was tasked with something most of us can't even imagine — sending over 300 fallen soldiers home. In this  Urban Valor episode, Travis opens up for the first time about the silent, invisible duty that haunted him every single day of his six years in service.He didn't pull a trigger — he processed the aftermath.He didn't storm a battlefield — he read the death certificates of those who did.And he didn't run from RPG fire — he lit a cigarette and walked calmly to the bunker, knowing if it hit, there was nowhere to go.This is the side of war few talk about.The trauma of handling flag-draped caskets.The emotional cost of staying silent.The guilt of sending soldiers out, and the pain of bringing them home… not the way he hoped to.Travis shares the breaking point, the buried emotions, the PTSD, and how he eventually found healing through service again — not in uniform, but in community.

This week, I sit down with my 101-year-old grandfather, Papa Jack, to hear his extraordinary story of survival and love. Born in Poland in 1924, he describes the beauty of his childhood, the rise of antisemitism, and the devastation that followed when Nazi Germany invaded. He shares what it was like to be forced into a ghetto, separated from family, and pushed into camps where survival often came down to instinct and impossible choices.Papa Jack's story and his love story with my grandmother, is the origin of my interest in understanding resilience, the human condition and how we come to be who we are. Their story is one of loss, courage, and hope. In this conversation, you'll hear not just about the horrors he endured, but also about the love and laughter that carried him forward, and why he feels so strongly that his story must never be forgotten. For his birthday this weekend, I'm going to make sure that I do my part and sharing his story with all of you. Sponsors:Great Wolf Lodge: Book your stay today at GreatWolf.com and strengthen the pack!Resposibility.org: Visit Asklistenlearn.org/mentalhealth to view the materials todayOlly: Shop at OLLY.com or retailers nationwide.Bobbie: Bobbie is offering an additional 10% off on your purchase with the code:humans, visit hibobbie.comVisit LiveConscious.com today and use code HUMANS at checkoutZip Recruiter: Try it FOR FREE at this exclusive web address: ZipRecruiter.com/HUMANS.Kiwico: Get up to 50% off your first crate at kiwico.com, promo code RGHPlease note that this episode may contain paid endorsements and advertisements for products and services. Individuals on the show may have a direct or indirect financial interest in products or services referred to in this episode.Produced by Dear Media.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

In this heart-opening conversation, Ted Page and Ginny explore why grandfathers are oddly absent from popular culture—and why their presence might be exactly what modern families are missing. Drawing on Ted's new book, Good Grandpa: Stories from the Heart of Grandfatherhood, and voices from grandpas across cultures and generations, they unpack the joy (chocolate for breakfast!), the work (moving rocks, building character), and the legacy (forever letters, shared stories) that knit families together. Learn more about Ted's work and community at GoodGrandpa.com and find his book there, too. Ted makes a compelling case that today's grandparents are the first to inherit the internet—and can use it to reduce screens, not increase them: FaceTime for connection, emails as “forever letters,” and then power down for books, brooks, clay pits, and tree climbs. You'll leave with a simple mantra from Aunt Lois—“be there for them”—and practical ideas for welcoming grandparents in as allies who protect childhood, strengthen parents, and pass down love that outlives us. If this encourages you, share it with a grandparent (or grandparent-to-be), and grab more nature-rich family resources at 1000HoursOutside.com. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices