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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 18 Even if you know who you crawl into bed with, be surprised. In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.   You will never see tomorrow's sunrise or yesterday's night. Caught In the Middle My clothing melted away as I slowly made my way to the bed. On the far side, Mercy reclined with some degree of expectation and happiness on her face. Her hands were cuffed over her head and her thighs showed some degree of vaginal stimulation by Rio. Last night Rio had taken it slow and gentle with her. Tonight, I imagined that Rio was going to tear a chunk off, so to speak. On the closer side of the bed rested Brandi (on the outside), Opal, Paige and Barbie Lynn. Barbie Lynn was pretending to be disinterested, throwing a yawn into the act; Paige's eyes were riveted on me; Opal acted as if she was smitten with me as well; and Brandi knew something was going on but wasn't sure what it was. Poor Paige was about to be ambushed. "Hey, my petit Принцесса," I simmered at Paige as I crawled up the bed toward her. It was clear she wanted to be center stage tonight, but she kept dragging along her body issues she'd felt thrust upon her years ago. A woman doesn't have to be busting out of a D-cup, have an hourglass shape, or the face of a Victoria's Secret model to pull a man's eye in for a feast. I got to Paige's ankles and the confidence of her smile shown through. She pulled her legs up and prepared to slip off her panties. "No you don't," I cautioned her as I grabbed her ankles and pulled her down toward me. "What did you call her?" Brandi chimed in. "I'm pretty sure that means 'Princess' in Russian," I replied in a husky voice, my eyes still soaking up Paige's beauty. "I once saw a Swedish art house film translated over to Russian in a Bangkok theater." "That's freaky-weird," Mercy remarked, running her fingers along her collar. "You can recall a word from a film in a language you don't even understand." "It had to do with a woman," Barbie Lynn grinned at Mercy before turning to me. "He's like that, and I love him for it." Paige looked from Mercy to Barbie Lynn to me, and that was her mistake. "Hey!" Paige squawked as Barbie Lynn and Opal grabbed her wrists and forearms, maneuvering them over her head. She struggled with Barbie Lynn and Opal but they were far more athletic than she was. I settled in between her legs and began kissing the insides of her upper thighs. "No," Paige began moaning as Barbie Lynn and Opal began sucking on her breasts through her sheer bra. Rio came striding into the room still stark naked but now carrying a large bowl of Neapolitan ice cream covered in chocolate syrup and a cherry. She rounded the bed and stutter-stepped. "Crap," she muttered. "Take this," Rio put the bowl on Mercy's quivering stomach, "I've got to get something for my Spank-o-matic." Spank-o-matic was her pet name for Barbie Lynn. Opal moved her lips up Paige's chest to her throat. Barbie Lynn, on the other side, jumped past Opal by going straight from the nipple to the ear. Since Opal was on her side, Brandi was able to straddle her and lean over to Paige's chest. She rolled up Paige's bra, temporarily pinching those pale pink nipples. "Iiieee!" Paige jolted. "Watch, her protests were buried by Opal's lips clamping down on Paige's and their tongues starting to play tag. Brandi continued her attack on Paige by popping her mouth over the breast closest to Barbie Lynn and swirling the nipple with her tongue, Opal had been doing a good job showing Brandi how to share pleasure. "Good God!" Brandi exalted. "This one tastes like cherries." Paige stifled a sob as Brandi went down for a second taste. I imagine Paige wanted me to discover this inventive little twist. I began rubbing her panties with my nose and kissing her panty covered cunt. I rolled my lips back and forth over her cunt. "Why are you doing this to me?" Paige whimpered once she broke her lips free from Opal's embrace. "Honey, do you think none of us noticed how much you make Zane smile?" Barbie Lynn drawled. "It isn't like he'd tell us what turned him on about you, Paige, so Barbie and I decided to find out for ourselves," Opal added. "Zane?" Paige begged for understanding. "I had no part of this, but once I saw Opal and Barbie Lynn closing in for the kill, I decided to play along because, quite frankly, you are so tasty," I confessed. "Brandi, please, I can't think straight with you nipping at my breasts like that," Paige pleaded. "Umm," Brandi mumbled before releasing her suction on Paige's breast. "Tell me what flavor the other one is. Is it cherry too?" Never more than an inch away, Brandi fell back to Paige's pale but painfully aroused nipple. "No," Paige wailed. "I want Zane to find out, ah, strawberry," she finally gasped out. "Let me sample it first, Brandi," I requested. Brandi shot me a peek down past her naked breast and gave me a wink. Barbie Lynn took advantage of Paige's distress, kissing her deeply and passionately. "Honey," Barbie panted to Paige, "is there anywhere else you want to be?" "I, no," Paige managed to get out. Opal tilted Paige's head toward her and took in a full kiss. "You are so eminently fuckable," Opal purred. Before Paige could respond, Barbie Lynn drew Paige back in. Within seconds, Paige was working in a three-way tug-of-passion with Opal and Barbie Lynn tongues. Brandi was letting her tongue wander from Paige's right nipple down to her belly and below until we kissed. Before and after that we worked down her panties until I finally cast them aside. I did a push up, Brandi wiggled underneath me, pressing her delicious tush against my raging rod, and I switched positions to where Brandi had been. Her left nipple really did taste like strawberries. I figured she'd used strawberry jam in a light enough glaze that its sugary redness was perfectly camouflaged by the pale pink of her areolas, freaking clever girl. Paige tilted her head away from her playmates long enough to see if I was the participant in question and if I enjoyed the experience. "Umm, damn clever," I murmured. "I've never thought of doing that before." Her eyes positively flared triumphantly at the news. "Well," Paige gasped, "you have only a, mediocre, intellect," she finished purring because Opal and Barbie Lynn's fingers and lips were driving her to distraction. "I still don't understand." Paige struggled for a breath between amorous attentions. "You pretty, pretty girl," Opal soothed seductively. "You are the most beautiful creature here tonight. Tomorrow morning the contest goes on, but tonight you are the Grand Prize winner, mainly, you've won us," she indicated herself, Barbie Lynn and Brandi. For other girls, they had often been called beautiful, pretty, and had reason to believe they were the hottest woman in the room. That had never been Paige; she had pride and pride to spare but that had always been based on her smarts. Her smarts were how she had ensnared me and while she knew I saw her as a beautiful creature, she largely believed I was alone in that assessment, until now. The borderline panic that had been residing inside Paige evaporated as all that energy turned into boiling sexual expression. It wasn't until Brandi was sucking deeply on her cunt that Paige realized I'd withdrawn to the foot of the bed. "Zane?" she panted as she raised her head once more and looked for me. "Paige, trust me; you are doing fantastic without me. Besides, we have most of the night. Once they have had all they can take from you, you are all mine," I grinned wickedly. She lowered her head back slowly and let Barbie Lynn and Opal hold her down and dominate her affections. "Mercy, wouldn't it be nice if some hottie wanted you as much as those bitches want Paige?" Rio teased her playmate. Mercy's immediate reaction was drowned out by her shudder as Rio dolloped a spoon full of ice cream onto her breast just above the nipple. The 'near miss' was torture enough for the girl. "Yes, one does," shivered Mercy. "Have you been letting someone else sample your goodies which are rightfully mine?" Rio quizzed her as she lapped up the ice cream as it melted toward Mercy's neck. "No," Mercy squeaked. "The only hottie in my life is you." "Wait; did I give you permission to speak?" Rio changed the direction of her attack. "Yes," Mercy gulped, "I mean, you asked me a question." Rio shimmied up until she was resting her crotch on Mercy's hips. She then took Mercy's nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, twisting them and pulling them up painfully. "That definitely sounded like you were being a smart-ass," Rio declared authoritatively. "Were you being a smart-ass, my cum-bunny?" "Eeep!" Mercy squealed from the pain. "Which answer do you want to hear?" Rio's eyes grew wide. She rolled her body forward until they were breast to breast and chin to chin. "Oh, yes, you are being a clever little wench. No matter what I say, you are going to say the opposite because you want me to take ownership of your lush, big-titties body, don't you?" Rio teased. "Yes?" Mercy hesitantly guessed. "Sorry, but you can't piss me off tonight, you annoying cunt," Rio taunted. Of course, 'annoy' was Rio and Mercy's key word for loving one another. "I've already got something horrible planned for this evening and you aren't going to distract me." Mercy noticeably perked up at that announcement. "I promise this is going to tear you up inside and out too," Rio gloated. Rio dismounted Mercy and scampered to her personal toy drawer. She gathered up several preselected goods and strode confidently back to Mercy's side. "Zane, I could use a hand," she called out as her goods spilled out of her hands. Mercy looked on attentively but didn't risk Rio's wrath by speaking. "Sure, what do you need?" I inquired as I crawled over carefully so as not to disturb the ladies on my side of the bed. Rio lubed up a slender steel vibrator. "Here, hold this (a vibrator) in place," Rio directed me to press the device's point against Mercy's clit with the trigger on her belly. I did it and was curious to figure out what Rio had planned. Rio presented her 'normal' strap-on, grinned at me, then started rubbing it on Mercy. I had to smile at her imagination but I had a feeling Mercy hadn't totally clued in yet to what the plan was. Rio began pouring lubricant over the artificial cock, the other vibrator, and then over a small series of anal beads, anal beads? When did I get anal beads? "AK!" Mercy gasped as the first bead was pushed in. "What was that?" "Shut up, Ass-angel," Rio smirked, "only a few more to go, so suck it up and be my bitch." As this new form of sexual expression was going on before me, a thought occurred. "Rio, you borrowed my credit card and car, didn't you?" I whispered. Rio's response was a maniacal grin. Mercy on the other hand, "Zane, I'm sorry," then Rio slapped Mercy's thigh, "Ow! She said she had your, Ouch!, permission." "I'm cool with it, Mercy, but Rio's license was suspended so next time you need to do the driving," I consoled the girl. Rio was too happy with herself to become overly upset with our little conversation. As if she was trying to prove how crazy/inventive she could be, Rio began putting the strap-on on, Mercy. Even as she fitted it snugly in place the realization was coming over Mercy. She desperately wanted to ask Rio something but was too torn up by Rio's glee to ruin the moment. Rio stroked Mercy's artificial cock a few times to make sure it was totally lubricated. "Okay," Rio cooed to Mercy as she mounted her stomach, "I'm going to make this easy on you because you are annoyingly child-like. When I rub your breasts," Rio let her hands settle and caress Mercy's tits, "it means I want you to pump me slow and easy." "When I pull your delicious nipples like this," Rio yanked and Mercy bucked up and grunted in pain, "I want you to hammer me as hard as you can. Does any part of my instructions confuse your little mind?" Mercy shook her head, indicating her understanding, but a definite sense of joy was coming over her countenance. She knew how good being penetrated felt and Rio trusted her to return the favor. Only when Rio's hip rotations rubbed the dildo into Rio's cunt did Mercy protest. "Rio, that's your, your cunt?" Mercy pleaded softly. Remaining incredibly unpredictable, Rio leaned down to Mercy's face and kissed her with tenderness. "Mercy-babe, I haven't been a virgin for some time. Stupid shit-long ago-let's not talk about it right now," Rio whispered. "Rio, I lo, I've never found anyone more annoying than you," Mercy breathed back. "I never thought I would." "That's your problem," Rio laughed quietly. "It is my job to do all the thinking while you look all hot, sweaty, and sexy. Am I going to have to hammer your tight asshole to make my point clear?" "Please?" Mercy perked up. Rio responded with some serious tongue-on-tongue play accompanied by intense mammary stimulation before speaking. "Maybe," Rio teased, "but someone has to get my rocks off before I contemplate anything else, so get to it." Rio began a series of rotations and presses to work the strap-on further into her cunt. After a few motions, Mercy fell into a sympathetic rhythm and was rocking up when Rio stopped, making Rio's ride one continuous penetration. Rio kept an intense eye-lock with Mercy as she took the plastic cock. She playfully tugged at her own lower lip as her breathing picked up a pace. "I think you've been fucking dozens of other sluts behind my back," Rio expressed deeply. "So have you been jumping some poor girl in the showers? Do you press them up against the wall and tear up those untouched cunts, or do you bend them over facing the wall and bugger those virgin assholes? " "No, no, I haven't," Mercy whimpered. "But you've wanted to," Rio teased her through increasingly hearty pants. "No, Mercy gulped. "So, you've never wanted to bend me over a sofa out there and make me squeal with pleasure?" Rio persisted in a mysterious tone. Mercy squeezed her eyes shut and turned away. "So if I ordered you to surprise me some night, jump me, bend me over and stir me up inside like only a wanton fuck-bunny could, you wouldn't do what I commanded, my Whore?" Rio taunted. "No," Mercy replied desperately as she looked upon Rio's face once more, "I would do that for you." "Do you know why?" Rio whispered. Mercy had no thoughts she could articulate. "You'll do it because you are Mine, I own you and you will do whatever is necessary to make me happy. You are going to tell me every dark little secret you hide in the horniest, sexiest part of your mind; every fantasy you have, every thought that makes you wet, and I'm going to make you live them out. You won't try to hide any from me because you know that if you lie, when I figure them out eventually, and I will figure them all out, I'm simply going to fulfill them with some other hottie I pick up instead of you. Is that what you want?" "No," Mercy whispered. "So every kinky, freaked-out, sexy over-the-top thing you want to do, you are going to tell me about, even though you know I'm going to force you to do it?" Rio scolded. "Yes," Mercy continued quietly. "If you don't tell me or you refuse to do what I say, I'm going to start selling you to motorcycle gangs and frat parties and find someone I can trust instead. All you can do is obey because I have total control over you, and if you don't you know how crazy I can be; clear enough for you, Butt-Slut?" Rio closed the trap. "I'll do whatever you want," Mercy responded; liberated by Rio from any guilt she might have. Now she could still be the Good Girl, only now she was one forced to do bad things against her will. Rio would soak up all the 'badness' in their relationship, be the one she could blame, and Mercy found that overwhelmingly, annoying. It was enough to make Mercy want to annoy Rio for years and years to come. "Good girl," Rio stroked her cheek. "Enough talking; shut the fuck up and start pounding this cunt until I squirt and scream." Mercy was a moment too slow so Rio began working over her nipples energetically and painfully. It got the desired effect; Mercy propelled her hips up so forcefully Rio rose over an inch off the dildo. "Wow, better than a whole year of horse-riding lessons," Rio giggled. "Oh, before I forget, I have one more treat for my personal prostitute." She reached down to the top of the vibrator and cut it on to the medium setting, shooting a jolt straight to Mercy's clit. "Oh, God!" Mercy gasped. "You are so annoying I had to think of something special just for you, Butter-cunt. I bet those vibrations feel great against that juicy clit of yours," Rio teased, and Mercy nodded vigorously in response. I had to consider that it wasn't two weeks ago that fundamentalist Mercy had been weeping on top of me, crying that her life was over because I had gently masturbated her once. Now she was working out 1,001 Nights of Pleasure with one of the greatest perverts I knew, who says you never see miracles anymore? As turned my attention back to Paige's prize, I noted a small black wooden paddle Rio must have tossed Barbie Lynn's way right behind her rump. Feeling inspired, I rolled back to Mercy and Rio, reached around to retrieve the lube, and began slinking up on Barbie from behind. Barbie Lynn was totally drawn into the play around Paige so ignored me. Opal and Barbie Lynn were orchestrating sensitive excitement from the top of Paige's pale haired head to the flat plain that flowed from her ribs down past her hips. Barbie Lynn had told me she was familiar with other female students before she met me. I would have bet that Opal had experimented a time or two. That the two of them could make such compassionate love to Paige was a surprising marvel to me. Paige's normally translucent flesh was blushed red with blood at every point her top two lovers had tantalized with all their kisses and licks. I was sure that if Paige could have found her voice, she would have been singing out to the Heavens with joy. The cause of her physical incapacity was Brandi, who was experimenting on her own style of cunt-licking. I studied Brandi for a minute before I knew what her technique was. She'd flit her tongue back and forth like a tiny motorboat for several seconds then switch to a slow probing action for twice as long before returning to the rapid-fire motion. The result was that Paige would amp up but before she could spike, Brandi would let her cool down before driving her to even greater heights closer to climax once more. I guess I can be a bit of a bastard. The girls were going along so wonderfully yet I still felt I had to indulge in my swelling need. I settled on my knees behind Barbie Lynn and brushed the paddle across that so-perfect ass. She taunted me with that ass, pushing back toward me, increasing its vulnerability, but kept her primary attention on Paige. I repeat: Barbie Lynn is beyond awesome. I reached back and paddled her once. Barbie Lynn took a deep breath but didn't relent. The second spank was harder and the third harder still. It was the fourth one that did the trick. "Oh, God, Yes," Barbie Lynn exclaimed. The great thing was that her body rocked forward and her ginormous breasts brushed over Paige's face. Paige was excited, not lost in orgasm. It took her maybe three milliseconds to latch onto one of Barbie Lynn's tits and engulf an areola in her mouth. Chewing on that nipple came a few seconds later. Barbie Lynn began moaning up a storm and stroking Paige's hair, Opal grinned and fell ravenously on Paige's left nipple, and Brandi went over to full-on clitoral assault mode. Paige gamely held on for almost a minute before she let Barbie Lynn go and proclaimed her immense pleasure. "Oh, all of you, oh, God, I, I can't take, Oh Fuck, Zane!" she ended up screaming. Huh? I had done nearly nothing this session and still there was my undeserved name on a woman's lips. If the girls had resented me I would have totally understood. Instead, Barbie Lynn looked over her shoulder, rubbed a hand along the paddle resting on her ass and smiled. Opal laughed musically. Brandi was beset by Paige's orgasm though. Paige's stocking clad thighs were wrapped tightly around Brandi's head as she thrashed and undulated over the sheets. Brandi kept lapping like a champ because Paige was a copious ejaculator, as I could attest. "Damn, Zane, you can pick 'em," Opal congratulated me. "What? This plan wasn't mine," I confessed. "No, I mean your luck in picking out bed partners is better than mine," Opal explained. "Oh, you were missing a few nights ago. I'm sorry it didn't work out for you. Who did you home in on?" I asked. "Cappadocia," Opal told me. Uh-oh. "I don't think Cappy is ready for a bi-sexual encounter. Besides, she's far too aggressive for you right now," I informed her. "Yeah, we figured that out. We both tried being on top all the time and things sort of fell apart," Opal related to me. "We both did agree you are one hell of a primer for virgins." "Thanks, that's very kind of you," I jibbed. "Oh, wow," Brandi gasped out, finally released by Paige. "That was wild." Brandi backed away from Paige's cunt on all fours before rolling over and resting the back of her head on Paige's thigh. "She's yummy," Brandi giggled. "We should get her over for shower time." Paige was now splayed out, limp, and looking up at the ceiling. "I, I, Paige rasped. "Yes, Sugah?" Barbie Lynn purred down at Paige. "I, I have to do this again," Paige worked out. She followed that up by wrapping a hand into the hair at the back of Barbie Lynn's head and pulling her in for a kiss. "Woot!" Opal shouted. "We got another one. Zane, who is next on the menu?" "How about Vivian?" Brandi suggested. "Okay, ladies, there is no menu. We are not stalking girls down for bi-sexual trysts, and if we were interested in anyone, we should ask Paige for her opinion first," I countered. Paige rapidly disentangled from Barbie Lynn and propped herself up excitedly on her elbows. "Cordelia," she declared defiantly. "Cordelia Dresden, I've always had this secret thing for her, which also involves a little bondage and having her tell me I'm smarter than she is as I torture her with an ostrich feather," Paige finished with a wicked smile. "Thought this out much?" Opal snickered. "Just because Zane was the first person to see me as the devastatingly beautiful woman I am doesn't mean I haven't made contingency plans for when the inevitable happened," Paige was smarmy right back. "Paige, you were sure Zane would take you to his bed?" Barbie Lynn said. "As I recall, those were some shaky few minutes you two had." "Inevitable?" Paige scoffed. "I never doubted for a moment. In fact, I already have him trained." Even Brandi looked askance at that declaration but Paige beamed victoriously. "Zane," Paige grinned sweetly. "Bouncy, bouncy." I sighed, reached over Barbie Lynn, hooked one arm under Paige's arm and around her back while the other was reaching between her legs. I hefted her up and pulled her over on top until she comfortably straddled me. Paige glowed like the Sun. "Holy crap," Opal giggled. "Bouncy, bouncy," Brandi perked up and spoke to me. I wasn't sure what I'd do or say but it turned out I didn't matter. "No, you don't," Paige scolded Brandi. "Get your own command phrase; this phrase is mine." "What happens now?" Brandi prodded. I had the feeling that actual intercourse fascinated her. Paige turned her head away from the woman and looked down on me. She crashed upon my frame in slow motion until she was resting her chin on the top of my sternum and we had to strain to keep eye contact. "Please, Zane, take your mighty cock and put it in my tight, wet cunt. Make me tingle from the tip of my toes up to the ends of my white hairs on the crown of my head," Paige playfully pleaded. "Be gentle because my new-found friends have left me tender and hyper-sensitive all-over." Mighty cock, it isn't like my buddy attracts amorous attention from sequoias or something. My cock is a highly valued member of the team, but come on now, it is a freaking piece of meat. I can certainly get the job done without, Paige looks up and licks her lips while she pants like a famished huntress. Suddenly the last three years of my maturity lose their blood supply as it rushes elsewhere. Oh, well. I'll recall what I was bitching about later. "Okay," I grinned. "Maneuver up and I'll work it in." "I'll help!" Brandi excitedly volunteered. Before I could politely decline, Brand landed on my left leg and was pushing Paige's ass up. Paige was far more amused with the situation than I was and reconciled Brandi's movements with her desires to rise up from straddling to kneeling with one leg up. Brandi took the opportunity to stroke my cock, raised it to the vertical, and dragged it over Paige's cunt. She rested my cock a little far back, or so I thought. Paige thought so too. "Not the ass!" she squeaked. "Not the Butt!" "You want it in your, Brandi hesitated. "Her cunt," Barbie Lynn filled her in. "Yes, it looks so delicate," Brandi wondered. "Well, yes," Paige snipped, "but Zane has taken my virginity. My anus is even smaller than my cunt, and it isn't like Zane isn't already going to pass Cleopatra's Needle through something the size of a dime as it stands." "Did you just call Zane a needle-cock?" snickered Opal. "No," I groaned. "Cleopatra's Needle is an obelisk, like Washington's Monument, except only one-twentieth the size." "Yep," Rio panted from her side of the bed, "she definitely called him 'needle-cock'." "I don't care what you gals call it," Barbie Lynn chuckled. "He can stick me with that cock anytime." "Tell me you love me, Zane," Paige sighed. "I can't. You are absolutely wonderful to me but I can't lie to you even though I think it would make you happy to hear those words," I frowned sadly. "Why can't it be you and me?" she asked but her fatigued smile betrayed no anger. "Eh, the tired old romantic tale: boy loves girl but girl can't, or won't, show affection for him," I related. "How about this story instead," Paige's smile grew. "A post-Apocalyptic tale where you, me, and a select group of other genetically superior women retreat to a remote coastal island, fend off the end of the world, and set about repopulating the Earth over, and over, and over again." "Wait; if I agree does this mean you are going to plot out a way to bring about the end of civilization as we know it?" I questioned. What I didn't question was the reality that Paige would never have children of her own womb, but hell, this was her fantasy; right? "I know where your mind is, Zane Braxton," Paige said softly with tears brimming in her eyes but that smile still on her lips, "and that makes you a wonderful, wonderful man." "Now, please, bouncy, bouncy," that mischievous glint returned to her countenance. In some stories this would be the trigger for me to ram my thunderous love pylon deep into her womb. Or, I could hug her tight and let us express our emotions in some open, healing manner. In my reality, I was still somewhat of a tool to Paige, an object that brought her happiness and fulfillment. I was almost a human person of worth to her too. Paige had arrangements, not friendships, and controlled those relationships with mental domination. I know it would have surprised her and brought forth a torrent of denial if I showed she trusted me, as exhibited by her actions of the past few minutes. Rarely did one love their power drill or hammer and you certainly didn't get all teary-eyed when you read their mind correctly. Brandi steadied and reinforced my cock with a hand as Paige worked her way down. I held Paige by the hips to keep her from trying to move too fast. She was busy concentrating, undoubtedly committing the sensations to memory, I kind of like really smart women. "What does it feel like?" Brandi questioned Paige timidly. "If, you have never been, penetrated, you couldn't understand," Paige panted. "Don't worry about it," Opal cooed to her friend. "We are sophomores so we have nearly three years with Zane here at school. That is plenty of time to talk him into doing the deed." "That shouldn't be hard," Brandi giggled. "I've seen Zane scoping me out. He wants me." "Ha," laughed Barbie Lynn. "If it was that easy, there wouldn't be a virgin in this room. Zane could have woken up that part of me ten times over if his wanting my body was all it took." "Pop your cherry!" Rio shouted, close to climax. "Call it what it is, you dumb bimbo, oh, fuck!" She twisted Mercy's nipples with a violence that caused me pain by just looking. That cued Mercy to pound up into Rio unmercifully. Rio released Mercy's breasts and put her hands to torturing her own nipples. Her orgasm came in seconds. With sheer force of will, Rio fought off her physical spasms until she was body to body with Mercy, Rio's hands cupping Mercy's face and her lips planting fast kisses on Mercy's lips, nose, and eyes. "You are mine, mine, mine," Rio exulted with animalistic fury magically melded with heartwarming compassion. It was coaxed along by the vibrator to her clit, sending Mercy off to her own orgasm. "God mother-fucking damn, Rio," Mercy screamed, "Own, own me; make me yours." "I'm tattooing, your ass, this weekend," Rio whispered and groaned. On my side of the sexual diorama, Paige was still screwing herself down my cock, though Brandi had less to do but more to think about. "I can't decide when I want Zane to do the deed for me," Brandi wondered. "No," I breathed heavily, eyes still on Paige and her radiance, "Brandi, you and I will figure things out when the time is right." "Or you tie him down and ride him like Paige," Opal giggled. "Bouncy, bouncy," Paige panted through her chuckle, "It is not just a catchy jingle. It is the recipe for romantic success." "You talk too much, Princess," I emphasized with a thrust deep into her womb, "I think it is time to start your interrogation." She sizzled and I had a dark desire to feel her body heat burn me so we quickly figured out how we could get along. "Roll over, Pound cake," Rio ordered as she worked the strap-on off Mercy. "I've got all sorts of issues to work out and your priceless backside is my destination of choice. Buck up, Buttercup, stick out that ass and get ready for some furious pent-up teenage aggression." I was stunning that the friction Mercy generated as she spun over in the sheets didn't set the bed on fire. She wasn't on all fours but her ass was raised at a four-five degree angle and quivering in her desire. Rio affixed her tool of choice before allowing her gaze to bask in Mercy's splendor. It took her several seconds before she draped her body over Mercy's back. "I'm going to become so bored with this view," Rio teased, "in about fifty or sixty years." Mercy flexed and undulated her back, ass and thighs against Rio's body. Together the two lovers moaned sensually. "I lied to you," Rio panted into Mercy's ear. "I'm not going to get tired of your body in fifty or sixty years. I'm going to fuck you to death before you hit thirty." Mercy gave some sort of guttural reply which she accentuated by driving her posterior against Rio's artificial cock. It slid up between Mercy's cheeks as opposed to going into her anus but Mercy was certainly energetic enough to keep thrusting. Sometimes I wasn't sure which one was leading the other down the road to impassioned insanity. Afterglow The whispering in my ear had woken me up. I shifted my head toward the noise and saw Paige's elfin head cloaked by her fine white hair. In her slumber, Paige had brought one hand up to her chin and took slow nibbles out of the tip of her thumb. Her body was curled up in a near-fetal ball with her other arm vanishing beneath the sheets. Paige's lips parted and she moaned. "Oh, right there, Brandi, yum, yeah, right there." She rotated the shoulder of her downturned arm and her hips rocked gently beneath the covers, certainly driving those attached fingers against her cunt. She went back to nibbling her thumb and slowly quieted down. Paige was in the middle of the bed so I had to raise my head to peek past her sublime form to see Rio and Mercy who were both facing away, Rio was closer to me with her arms wrapped around and cradling Mercy. Fingers stroked my stomach bringing my head to the other side. Barbie Lynn was snuggled up against me and both her hands rested on my stomach, though only one was rubbing against my abs. The only problem was that Barbie Lynn regularly slept on her side with one hand on me and the other resting under the pillow, plus both hands on my stomach were lefties. I shifted slightly, looked over and tracked the moving hand back to the arm that led to a slumbering Vivian. I swear to God I did nothing to deserve this. I had to think about this for a few seconds. Finally I decided on a little clarity. "Vivian," I whispered as I tapped her hand. From experience I knew she woke slowly so I was patient. "Umm," she smiled dreamily at me. A three-count later her eyes focused enough to match my gaze. "You are in my bed and while I don't mind, I want to make sure you are doubly okay with this," I requested softly. "Opal and Brandi woke me up when they left," Vivian informed me, "and I felt, alone and left out. Are you okay with me being here? Are you going to be able to control yourself?" A few things made sense now. Vivian and her boyfriend had fallen into the habit of cuddling on one of their beds. Before long they were falling asleep comfortably in each other's arms. He woke up, high school boy's hormones racing, and she took a few moments too long to realize what was going on. I gave her bonus points for not hating the guy for taking her virginity and stealing away the bedtime comfort of lying with another person she yearned for. "Vivian, you have my permission to crash on my bed anytime," I smiled warmly. "Barbie Lynn will keep me in check. If you ever want to join me and no one else is around, I keep some restraints, left dresser, second drawer." "I don't want to tie you down, Zane," she whispered. "Restraints are not only about holding someone down but empowering the other partner. You get to feel comfortable close to me, I don't mind you being close to me one bit, and I don't have to worry about doing something I'll regret," I related. "You learned all of this in rural Thailand?" Vivian mused. "They are an ancient and scholarly people," I countered. "Are we okay?" "We are okay," she responded. "Great," muttered Barbie Lynn, "let's go to sleep because if I wake up, Vivian, I'm going to make you hold my head in your lap while Zane pleasures me from behind." Vivian grinned, rested her head, and closed her eyes. I laid back down and let my vision darken behind sleepy lids. I really felt like hammering Barbie's delicious ass but I knew she was tired and needed her sleep. Besides, she had only said that because she wanted Vivian to go to sleep. "Honey," Barbie Lynn whispered words sweeter than fresh cane sugar, "you had best give me all the long, hard strokes I can stand in the morning or I'm going to leave my own set of teeth and claw marks all over that wonderful body of yours." Normally I should accept the warning and fall asleep immediately but since it is a well proven fact that I have no sense where sex and sensuality are concerned, I was awake for quite a while. When I did wake up, it was brought about by Barbie Lynn rolling away from me. "Vivian," Barbie whispered kindly. Once Vivian was appropriately responsive, "Vivian, I'm about to wake Zane up and make him take that damn fine cock and use those powerful strokes I love to fill up my ass with cum until I scream." "You might want to go back to your sofa until he lifts me to climax," she advised. "On second thought, make that two screams, I'm feeling extra horny this morning." Isn't it wonderful that I get no say in where my cock is going or when I'm going there? I mean, it's not like I'm an adult or we are currently residing in my room. Wait, I am!! I'm sick and tired of this shit and I'm putting my foot down! Barbie Lynn rubs her scrumptious ass cheeks against my thigh and moans like my bitch in heat. I Man-Up; I'll set her straight as soon as I finish fucking her, damn it! Okay, I'll set her straight when I finish fucking her twice, but that's all she's getting from me. Barbie Lynn languidly gets onto her elbows and knees, favoring the sore one. She scoops the tube of lube from under the pillow and pushes it back to me as Vivian shakes her head, scoots off the bed, and makes her way to the exit. I pour some lube onto my palm then rub my hands together to warm it up because I don't want to cruelly use something cold on her vulnerable flesh. "Zane, I need this so bad," Barbie Lynn purrs. "Hammer me, hammer me twice and make me scream." "Oh," I growl, "I intend to." I'm going to nail her good then give her a piece of my mind. "Baby, I know you are taking Iona home this weekend so can you sneak away during lunch and sex me up one more time?" she pleads with a voice rich with need. "Of course I will, Babe," I reply. And then I'll give her a piece of my mind, damn it! "What's wrong, Zane?" Rio asked as she watched me strip my bed. She wasn't offering to help. "Man," I sighed, "sometimes I think I'm nothing more than a tool for sexual release on this campus." "That's surprisingly accurate," she chuckled. "I'm stunned you realized it so quickly." "Realized what?" Iona grinned as she glided into the room, unusually chipper. "Zane realized he's a sex toy, a pleasure slave to our whims," Rio pontificated. Mercy sighed slightly and came over to help me with the bed, as did Iona, and she hadn't even made the mess. "The willingness to give of yourself does not indicate a surrender of your will," Iona countered. "Zane gives and gives freely, without expectation of return." "He is your mirror image if you think about it," Iona continued. "With Zane it is pleasure and with you it is pain." Now you never know which way Rio will go with something like this; Iona was like a kid sister to her but I wasn't totally sure Rio hadn't experimented with patricide, matricide and infanticide along with cannibalism. "Damn, Iona," Rio came up and wrap her arms around Iona's waist from behind, "that's real cool." "Ah, you are welcome?" Iona smiled but with uncertainty. "How about I give you Mercy for a night? You know, a snuggle buddy for you to sleep with. We could dress her in an appropriate nightgown and she could be like a big warm teddy bear for you to cuddle with." "I would rather have Zane dressed up as a cuddly teddy bear," Iona glanced to me. "Oh, hell, no!" I declared. "I have my pride, ya know." "Get over it, Zane," Rio laughed. "You are the only guy I know whose home page is linked to both gay and lesbian porn sites." I am? How the fuck did that happen? "Would you do that for me, please?" Iona pleaded playfully. I had to avoid answering no matter what. "Iona, I've decided to designate you as my heir," I surprised her. "We'll do that Monday." "I already knew that," Iona stated evenly. "It was posted on your website yesterday." "What!" I squawked. "Am I bugged? Am I carrying a wire? How do people figure out these things?" "Cordelia," all the women in the room said simultaneously. Yep, I'm going to have to fix her little red wagon. I wonder if she has my home wired for surveillance as well. "Iona, what would you do with all that money? Zane's got a boatload of money; right?" Mercy broke in. "I don't know," Iona began; "Maybe make a trust for Christian World Charities or something like that." "Bitch," Rio recoiled, "do you know what Zane's family does? He's a freaking gazillionaire." "Rio," Iona swiveled so that she was facing Rio, "there is no such number and Zane's family mines copper, cobalt, chromium and manganese, primarily." "Dummy, that's the parent company," Rio scoffed, heady with her one-time mental superiority over Iona. "They build spaceships." "That's silly," Iona countered. "No one builds spaceships anymore. Do you mean rockets?" "Yeah," Rio groaned with impatience, "they build rockets that put satellites in orbit, spacecraft components, space-age ceramics, non-integrated circuit computers, and crap like that." Iona looked to me for some clarity. "I don't know," I shrugged. "I had a collage of the solar system in my room when I was five; I went to the NASA facility in Florida once a year; I've been to that space facility in Russia once; and I've seen a rocket launched from this site in South America. I figured all kids did stuff like that." Then something occurred to me. "Rio, how do you know all this about me?" I inquired. "Eh," Rio grunted. "In that first week I considered kidnapping you so I wanted to figure out what you were worth so I would know how much to ask for." "How much is he worth?" Mercy asked. "Enough so that his people wouldn't call in the FBI, they would call in some former Spetznaz and simply kill me instead of paying the ransom," Rio chuckled. "Yeah," I laughed too, "I recall Dad saying that he'd 'met up' with some South African Commandos when he was not much older than I am now. He sent them Christmas presents every year until he died." "Zane, I'm not sure I want that much money," Iona worried. "Well, you've met Aunt Jill and we both know she couldn't handle it," I countered. "What, what, what about Rio, Oh, My God, what am I saying? That would be nuts," Iona fretted. Rio gasped. "Hey!" Rio shouted. "What's wrong with me?" "You are totally insane with an annoying lack of impulse control," Mercy stated clinically. Rio's mouth dropped open and she gawked at her 'toy'. "Pound cake!" she barked at Mercy. Mercy perked up and looked ready to throw herself on the bed and at Rio's mercy. "No," I intervened. "We have to get to breakfast and I can hear Vivian pacing like mad just beyond the screens. She deserves better from us. Now let's get going." Everyone was remarkably behaved until we got into the elevator and the door shut. "Are you sure you are the right person for this job?" Vivian asked Mercy as the doors shut. "What?" Mercy gulped. "What do you mean?" "Yeah, what the fuck do you mean by that, ya Cunt?" Rio interjected both her words and her body into the conversation. "Mercy and I are doing just fine." "You shower together, sleep together, stick all kinds of things in one another; I'm neither blind nor stupid," Vivian growled out. "I'm sorry," Mercy mumbled. "Oh, I don't blame you. They got to you before this 'guardian' thing happened. It is simply unfortunate that you ended up as Rio's minder and now we will have to deal with it," Vivian responded without heat or condemnation (toward Mercy). "Are you going to turn her in?" I had to ask. "Forcing Mercy to face the condemnation and ridicule of those who have no clue to her situation would not be the Christian thing to do," Vivian sincerely related. "I will not let Mercy fall into depravity. She and I will work together to save her soul." Rio didn't trust her and looked ready to pounce. On the other hand, I was truly impressed and believed her. "What is your plan?" Iona joined in. "Vivian, you wouldn't bring this up if you didn't have a plan." "I am creating a list of Christian works, not the Bible, Rio, that the two of them could read together for half an hour before bedtime," Vivian enlightened us. In the short-term it sounded naive but if you took into account the almost three years Mercy and Rio could be here together it was rather clever. "Blow it out your ass!" Rio growled back. "No, Rio, you will do it," I demanded. I had never demanded anything of her before. I'd asked, begged and suggested but I had never told her 'do this or else'. I was now. Rio and I locked gazes. She felt betrayed and pissed. "Fuck you," Rio snapped at me. "You don't tell me what to do." "You'll do what I tell you to do now," I insisted. "Or what?" she sneered. I could feel Iona cringing beside me. Mercy was afraid and looked trapped. Vivian was taking the exchange with interest. "Or nothing. I am not going to hold anything over your head but I'm also going to fight to keep you from fucking up your life," I kept at it. "It is what friends do." There was a pause. "Glenda, you suck," Rio declared quietly. That quavering in Rio's resolve was Mercy's cue. "I'll do the readings," Mercy said. "Rio, if you want to wait in the bedroom for me, well I'm fine with that, if that is what you want to do." "Gurr," Rio mumbled. "Fine, I'll do it, but if I hear even one chorus of Kumbaya, I'm skewering someone with a pool stick." "Thank you, Vivian got out. "Not a word," Rio warned. "Not another damn word, from any of you." Mercy shot me a look and I could see she finally got it. You let Rio run amok for 90% of the time so that you could coax Rio toward stability the other 10% without her rebelling. I didn't want to make Rio sane; I was sure she was happy being fucking nuts. I only wanted her to be a 'fucking nuts' that didn't make her destroy her life and drive away the people that really cared for her. What can I say? I'm selfish. Rio fills a void in my life and I didn't want to see her fall away into the darkness the way my Mom did. Aliens, Vampires and Werewolves, maybe not. To make the right decision requires a combination of confidence, knowledge, and luck. A little nonsequitur: I once asked my close associates why they believed in God. Rio said: "Well, I can't very well be a convincing Satanist if I don't give lip service to the Other Guy." Iona put it this way: "The Universe makes sense. It is our roadmap for Ascension and a fuller understanding of God's Love." Christina reasoned: "I've seen Evil so there must be Good." Heaven s take was: "Because I prayed for death but Christina came; and I prayed for you (Zane) to go but you stayed." Hope expounded: "Because I live in a country that allows me to own a K11 assault rifle for home defense." No one wants to ask Hope if she has the official rifle of the R O K Army with her at school, or if she actually has the grenades that go with it. What good would it do; it isn't like we would try to take it away from her. Most of us like living too much. Chastity observed: "Firefighters, organ donors, Christian converts in Iran, with so many people giving for no material gain, that indicates to me a higher purpose for mankind, a struggle between right and wrong." Faith rebutted: "Belief in Christ cannot be given a definition. If you define it, it ceases being faith." Barbie Lynn: sweetly gave me a peppermint and smiled. She had to look no farther than the fate that had brought us together and the joy we shared; she didn't need words. Paige resolved: "Only something with infinite precision and power could bring about the Big Bang. The day they can give a name to that force, I will gladly surrender my faith." Cordelia said: "Let me think about my reply. Why do you believe in God?" (Like I'd ever tell her.) Cappadocia lamented: "What an empty and lonely thing life must be, if these few years are all we have?" Opal s mind was made up: "I always have and never heard an argument that would make me think differently." Brandi chided: "It was how I was raised. But the first time you kissed my stomach, I had my own personal religious experience (giggle)." And Now, Back to the Story! Breakfast unfolded pretty much like it had a week ago, with the added bonus of poisonous glares between clumps of students, bandages, bruises, and the sense of unease that comes from unresolved conflict. After all, neither Christina nor Rhaine had won. This was acceptable to most of the sane crowd as the alternative would have been to make the school unbearable to the other half of the student body so that they left. Instead, we got to bask in the chilly civility that Christian politeness dictated. At least I wasn't (too) worried about a pack of girls ambushing me. As was becoming her habit, Gabrielle Black had devoured her food in less than four minutes and paced the perimeter of the Dining Room floor, her eyes dodging about with no discernible pattern. I kept an eye on her because she worried me in a way that went far beyond hormones. "Zane?" Iona repeated. I had barely registered her first request for a moment of my time. "Yes, Hon?" I smiled down at her. She looked happy for the eye contact but worried about what she had to say. "Zane, there are two other candidates for Freshman Class President, Mhain Reynard and Millicent Pierce," Iona informed me. "Millicent?" grumbled Rio. "Zane saved her ass and now she's kicking sand in his face? The bitch." "Millicent is free to do what she wants. She may have wanted to be nominated before all this chaos came about. I'm not going to begrudge her having political ambitions," I told them. "Zane, I don't think you understand what this means," Iona worried. "Sure I do; Millicent and I are going to split the Pro-Christina vote. There will be a run-off. If it is Millicent and I, Mhain's votes will go to her and I lose. If it is Mhain and Millicent, my votes will go to Millicent and she wins. If it is Mhain and I, it will be a toss-up. Essentially, Millicent can definitely defeat Mhain but I can't." "This sounds like a job for the NSA," Rio glared off to where Millicent was sitting. I don't think Rio knew what Mhain looked like. NSA referred to Rio's title as my in-house assassin, Ninja Stripper Angel. "Don't worry," I patted Rio on the shoulder, "I got this, Bro." When I got up, Rio followed me nonetheless. Chancellor Bazz was absent for the second day in a row so the highest authority seemed to be Doctor Scarlett, the Vice Chancellor. Gabrielle noted my movement but didn't deviate from her path. Mrs. Cunningham was closest but seeing neither authority figure appeared nervous, she too went about her rounds. Mind you, girls are moving around the Dining Hall all the time but I'm special, being a troublemaking, devious male. I rounded a table and walked over to Millicent, who was warned of my approach by an associate. She twisted in her chair and waited for the flavor of my greeting. "Hey, Millicent, I want to congratulate you on your nomination and I hope you get the votes to be on the ballot," I said as I extended my hand. She shook it and smiled. "Thank you, Zane. Good luck to you too," she replied. "How about we have a debate a few nights before the election? Interested?" I pondered. "That would be great," Millicent agreed. "We can request the Assembly Hall but we'll need to figure out who should be moderator." "We'll figure it out," I nodded. "I'm going to say 'hi' to Mhain as well." "I will come along," Millicent informed me as she stood up and stepped to my side. "Hi, Rio." "Eat shit and die, you ungrateful whore," Rio snarled back at Millicent, who backed off. "Zane should have left you for Bazz to fuck over." Millicent's crowd was shocked, then outraged. "Cool it, Rio." I stroked her arm. "You and I do what we do for our own ends and not for the accolades of others." I turned to her, "Right?" Rio took a deep breath. "You are such a dumb blonde," she smirked at me. "I get my thirty pieces of silver up front." "Thanks, Babe," I grinned at Rio. I looked back to Millicent. "I'm still going to see Mhain if you want to tag along with me and Rio." "I'm feeling fearless with a positive outlook on life so I'll risk it," Millicent smiled. Yeah, beating Millicent in this election was going to be fun, right up there with waking up on the

Is it possible that all milk isn't kosher? This week we revisit one of the most controversial questions of its time. Rabbi Yosef Landa - Rabbinic Coordinator at cRc Kosher walks us through all the details of this fascinating question.View it in its entirety at: https://www.kashrusawareness.com/post/holy-cow-or-holey-cowJoin the Let's Talk Kashrus WhatsApp Community for educational content and kashrus updates https://chat.whatsapp.com/Hk3SHVsBfELEgJet4ZNYDR

Does anyone else still have Taylor's new album on repeat? The gals are Taylor OBSESSED this week (as is… literally everyone) as they learn all about her wedding plans and discover she has her own *little voices*, just like the gals!! HoLy CoW (new bit alert)…Danielle comes in with allll of the ACL tea + Brooke recaps her Universal trip with the family! AND WARNING: if you live in the penthouse of their buildings, they are nosy and WILL find your place on StreetEasy. Grab a snack (we recommend an apple…iykyk), sit back, and dive into this TMI-packed episode!!Please support the show by checking out our sponsors!Baked by Melissa: Our listeners get 20% off your order at Bakedbymelissa.com/GALSONTHEGOFunction Health: Our first 1000 listeners get a $100 credit toward their membership. Visit www.functionhealth.com/GALS or use gift code GALS100 at sign-up to own your health.Origins: Discover the butter way to cleanse with Origins Youthtopia Apple Butter Cleansing Balm. Available now at Origins.com and ULTA.Nutrafol: Nutrafol is offering our listeners $10 off your first month's subscription and free shipping when you go to Nutrafol.com and enter the promo code GALSSkims: Shop the SKIMS Ultimate Bra Collection and more at SKIMS.com. After you place your order, select "podcast" in the survey and be sure to select our show in the dropdown menu that follows. GOTG LTK https://www.shopltk.com/explore/Gals_on_the_Go GOTG Newsletter https://gotg.substack.com/ Gals On The Go Instagram https://www.instagram.com/galsonthegopodcast/ Brooke's Youtube Channel https://www.youtube.com/brookemiccio Brooke's Instagram https://www.instagram.com/brookemiccio/ Danielle's Youtube Channel https://www.youtube.com/c/daniellecarolan Danielle's Instagram https://www.instagram.com/daniellecarolan/ Business inquiries can be sent to: GalsOnTheGoGroup@caa.comDanielle's LTK: https://www.shopltk.com/explore/daniellecarolan/productsets/11ee5d6284a6acf19fd50242ac110003 Brooke's LTK: https://www.shopltk.com/explore/brookemiccio/productsets/11ee5d662bea0b67931d0242ac110004 GOTG YouTube Channel (watch full episodes with video!) https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCkCy3xcN257Hb_VWWU5C5vASee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Holy Cow it's been a month since my last post. Sorry about the wait, but we've got some great music from DJ LRCN! Check out more of his mixes at his site. Enjoy the show. Contact Me: https://www.techtronicsound.com Subscribe to the show: - Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/techtronic-sound-independent-artists/id1705579022 - Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/7yOx9Xf2qxW9DgLznfcBWN?si=53fc44d371224296 - Amazon Podcasts: https://music.amazon.com/podcasts/c22cf99d-a05c-4710-bb58-6c5a15198ecf/techtronic-sound-independent-artists - RSS Feed: https://feeds.libsyn.com/30133/rss

Ben reviewed the latest film starring Channing Tatum & Kirstin Dunst. Based on the true story of Jeffrey Manchester who was responsible for a spree of unique break-ins in the USA. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Holy Cow we are having so much fun! The things we are learning are stretching our minds! We love it! We take a fun nature walk-through, Bolsa Chica wetlands, and we might even find a new Gall!Find pics and more fun at their website Stateofthestateparks.comEVEN MORE Chris and Moe excitement?Patreon.com/Stateofthestateparkshttps://linktr.ee/Stateofthestateparks This episode sponsored by audiobooks.comState of The State Parks listeners get their first month free and not one but three free books. Thinking about making a switch? Go to our website stateofthestateparks.com and click the link!Support the show A Filamint Production Stateofthestateparks@gmail.com

Sermon on Genesis 41:1-36 titled Holy Cow... Dream. It was preached by Pastor Brian Hough on October 5th 2025 at Manhattan Presbyterian Church (PCA) in Manhattan, Kansas. You can learn more at ManhattanPres.com

If I was a Nazirite cow refusing to get up, would the Rabbi's still love me? This week, we find out! We also talk about Nazirite doors, the Shekhina as a bovine, and more. To ask us questions, text or leaves us a voicemail at the Talmud Hotline at 401-484-1619 or email us at xaihowareyou@gmail.com. Support us on patreon at patreon.com/xaihowareyou. Music by Ben Schreiber.

Jeff Everson returns to the podcast to help Sean preview the NLDS matchup with the Brewers. They discuss who is going to have a big series, take some shots at Milwaukee and the chance Cubs fans could take over American Family Field.

Simon Morris looks at two movies divided along left and right lines – Paul Thomas Anderson's comedy-thriller One Battle After Another, and Spanish Civil War drama The Teacher Who Promised The Sea – and a French film – Holy Cow! – in which the answer is cheese!Go to this episode on rnz.co.nz for more details

French film Holy Cow tells the story of a teenage ne'er do well who decides to turn his life around by winning a cheese-making gold medal. A multi award-winner for both director Louise Courvoisier and star Maïwene Barthelmy, it was also a huge box-office hit at home.Go to this episode on rnz.co.nz for more details

Matt Clapp returns to the podcast to help Sean preview the Cubs Wild Card series against the Padres. They break down all the matchups in what they expect to be a very close series.

Prime Minister Chronicling Jacinda Ardern's tenure as New Zealand PM, navigating crises while redefining global leadership through her empathetic yet resolute approach. Holy Cow After the tragic death of his father, 18-year-old Totone must look after his younger sister and their failing family farm. He assumes even more responsibility when he enters a cash competition for the best Comté cheese made in the western part of the French Alps. LISTEN ABOVE See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Holy Cow...this month has been hard on the soul.  The Septemptious list are a difficult pill to swallow.

This episode traces the Marxist destruction of Indian History by covering the brazen falsehoods propagated by Dwijendra Narayan Jha (D.N. Jha). D.N. Jha was the direct disciple of another Marxist ideologue, Ram Sharan Sharma. Among all Marxist distorians, D.N. Jha is the crudest and the most brazen purveyor of naked distortions of Indian History. He seems to have had a morbid fetish to compulsively detect the use of beef and liquor in ancient India. His offensive and crass book titled The Myth of the Holy Cow is a shameless assault against the most sacred beliefs of the Hindu community. D.N. Jha's other full-time obsession was the peddling of hatred against Brahmins. He has written miles and miles of hate speech against Brahmins. In fact, he has authored a full-length book unambiguously titled Brahmanical Intolerance in Early India, a litany of Brahmin abuse. If that was not enough, D.N. Jha has also characterised Hindu deities in an extremely perverted and vulgar fashion in his book, Adulterous Gods and their inebriated women. That apart, Jha has distorted the history of the Gupta Empire using dubious methodology and has thereby drawn wild conclusions. He has force fitted Marxist Theories to areas of Indian history that do not lend themselves to such theories. D.N. Jha has also earned notoriety for his flagrant denial of Bakhtiyar Khalji's savage destruction and burning of the ancient Nalanda University. Thanks to the Marxist stranglehold over institutions, Jha's books were prescribed by the NCERT as history textbooks for schoolchildren for decades. In plain language, D.N. Jha was responsible for destroying at least two generations of Indians in their formative years. Do listen to the whole podcast exposing the mass of historical distortions committed by D.N. Jha.Support Our PodcastsIf you enjoyed this episode, please consider supporting The Dharma Dispatch podcast so we can offer more such interesting, informative and educational content related to Indian History, Sanatana Dharma, Hindu Culture and current affairs. It takes us months of rigorous research, writing and editing and significant costs to offer this labour of love.Ways you can Support The Dharma Podcast:* UPI: ddispatch@axl* Wallets, Netbanking, etc.* Scan the QR Code below. Get full access to The Dharma Dispatch Digest at thedharmadispatch.substack.com/subscribe

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Ladies and gentlemen and whoever else is listening — welcome back to the show. My guest today is Katie Coe, Ag Science teacher at Princeton High School in Princeton, California, and, as some affectionately call her, one of the leaders of America's food cults. We dig into her roots growing up in the cattle ranching and farming world of Shasta County, CA, and explore her passion for teaching the next generation about an industry that is — quite literally — life-giving for all of us. CONTACT KATIE Email - kcoe@pjusd.org Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/taters_33/ REFERENCES Iowa Dairy Farmer - https://www.instagram.com/iowadairyfarmer/ Utah FFA - https://www.instagram.com/utahffa/ California FFA - https://www.instagram.com/californiaffa/ National FFA - https://www.ffa.org/ Princeton High School - https://www.facebook.com/pjusd Fall River High School - https://www.instagram.com/fallriverjrsrhighschool/ Etna High School - https://www.svusd.us/etna-high-school/ California Farm Bureau - https://www.cfbf.com/ #FFA #CaliforniaFFA #UtahFFA #FutureFarmersOfAmerica #IowaDairyFarmer #FoodProductionForAmerica #FoodCults #CaliforniaFarmers #CaliforniaFarmBureau        

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Show notes provided by Joe PelusoAs "The Scooter" Phil Rizzuto used to say: "HOLY COW!" The guys are back at the sports desk faster than a "Ryan Express" fastball. That's Nolan Ryan for you youngsters out there. But as you might have surmised this current episode, along with the usual fare of MLB, NHL, NFL, and (unfortunately) the IL updates, will be testing and teasing you with sports Nicknames.   Your hosts Chris and Joe have some fun trying to stump each other with silly sobriquets and manic monikers of some of the most famous and legendary pro athletes who ever "cracked a dinger", or "put the biscuit in the net".   Hey, sports can be fun, even as Joe tears what's left of his hairout of his head while watching Yankees games!

These shaggy creatures are making themselves at home on Ohio's farm scene.

Evan Altman from Cubs Insider is back on the podcast to discuss the Cubs recent rough patch with Sean. They also talk about a disappointing trade deadline and remember the legendary Ryne Sandberg.

Murph is joined by Tim Hewitt, Nick Quon & Caity Tracey to discuss Season 3's Flaming Moe's

Is your steak really a one-way ticket straight to Club Diabetes? This week, Aimee slices into the research behind those fear-mongering headlines blaming red meat for type 2 diabetes. We'll unpack the big studies (EPIC-InterAct, NHS, HPFS) and serve up the nuance your metabolic health actually needs — all with a side of sass. Grab your fork — this one might save your sanity (and your steak).Episodes Mentioned in this Podcast:Episode 10 - Lose Weight and Lower Blood Sugar by Asking These 2 Questions Before Each MealEpisode 43 - Must Have Nutrients to Balance Blood Sugar!Episode 51 - Can You Eat Too Much Protein?Find Research Citations and Transcript at Blasphemous Nutrition on SubstackWork with AimeePhotography by: Dai Ross PhotographyPodcast Cover Art: Lilly Kate CreativeCHAT ME UP: let me know what's on your mind by texting here! How to Leave a Review on Apple Podcasts Via iOS Device1. Open Apple Podcast App (purple app icon that says Podcasts).2. Go to the icons at the bottom of the screen and choose “search”3. Search for “Blasphemous Nutrition”4. Click on the SHOW, not the episode.5. Scroll all the way down to “Ratings and Reviews” section6. Click on “Write a Review” (if you don't see that option, click on “See All” first)7. Rate the show on a five-star scale (5 is highest rating) and write a review!8. Bask in the glow of doing a good deed that makes a difference!

Screen legend Helena Bonham Carter on Four Letters of Love, where she stars opposite Pierce Brosnan in an adaptation of Niall Williams'  1997 novel about a couple pulled together by ghosts, fate and the power of love.Inspired by real events, acclaimed writer/director Pascal Bonitzer's sharp dramedy The Stolen Painting follows an auctioneer whose professional and personal integrity is challenged by the discovery of a long-lost masterpiece.French director Louise Courvoisier on her charming debut Holy Cow, in which teenager Totone's carefree life in the countryside takes a turn when he's suddenly left to provide for his young sister.CREDITSPresenter, Jason Di RossoProducer,  Sarah CorbettSound engineer, Brendan O'NeillExecutive producer, Rhiannon Brown

Liz joins Sean to discuss her custom-made scorecards and the Cubs tepid June performance. They also touch on the Orioles struggles and trying to secretly watch baseball games during school.

Join as we discuss the relationship between narrative and law in the Torah. Send any questions, comments, or critiques to podcasts@torahinmotion.orgIf you would like to partner with us to create more thoughtful and accessible jewish content, visit torahinmotion.org/donate, or email us at info@torahinmotion.org.You can find more thoughtful Jewish content at torahinmotion.org 

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ECW world champion Bobby Lashley gets on the stick for his first extended promo and HOLY COW is it something! Lashley also announces that the fans can go to WWE.com ECW.com to vote for the next #1 contender for his title. Will it be Rob Van Dam? Or Sabu? Or Test, who just got a new haircut? Matt Striker keeps the ball rolling in his feud with Balls Mahoney. Hardcore Holly claims he never tapped to CM Punk last week then calls out Punk and gives Punk an opportunity to show off his submission skills. Shannon Moore is back on Sci Fi facing The Great Khali but it's Tommy Dreamer who once again gets the short end of a choke bomb.  Follow us on Instagram @GetItAgainPodcast Got 2 (or more) words for us? Email us at GetItAgainPodcast@gmail.com

Brendan joins Sean to talk about the Cubs explosive offense and terrific start to the season. Other topics include PCA possible MVP and a surprisingly competent bullpen. Finally, a little bit of NFL talk.

Follow me on social media, find links to merch, Patreon and more here! Wrapping up season 2 of Secret Lives of Mormon Wives recaps with the last two episodes! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

This episode of the North Carolina Food and Beverage Podcast, hosted by Max Trujillo, highlights the return of the 'Bubbles and Brisket' event for its fifth year, scheduled for Saturday, June 7th. The event will feature around ten chefs, multiple bars, and a variety of beverages, including sparkling wines, beers, and potentially a cash bar for full-strength drinks.  Get Tickets HERE Today we speak with Gray Shipley, a fifth-generation owner of Shipley Farms. They discuss the history and operations of Shipley Farms, which dates back to 1872, including its focus on high-quality, pasture-raised beef and pork. They delve into topics like the impact of Hurricane Helene, government and community response, the ethics of farming, and the differences between local farms and large-scale industrial farming. The discussion also touches on dietary issues, the political landscape surrounding food, and upcoming events and new store openings for Shipley Farms.  The NC F&B Podcast is produced, engineered and edited by Max Trujillo of @Trujillo.Media For inquiries about being a guest, or to sponsor the show, email max@ncfbpodcast.com

Send us a textAiden Kearney's witness intimidation case appears to be in legal jeopardy, a witness has been implicated in conspiring with the elected D.A. and Jen Mcabe , a major witness in the Karen Read case. A bombshell affidavit was dropped by Turtleboy on Saturday morning, this document states among other things, That Katie Peter, was following Karen Read and Allen Jackson, around the seaport district, during the first trial and the witness to KP's behavior further stated, that KP threatened to change her testimony, unlesss turtle boy was in jail. YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO THIS EPISODE!! Please share!Opening statements-there are substantial differences in how the Commonwealth says John O'Keefe was killed when Karen reversed her SUV up to 24MPH in 35 feet. This is markedly different than the first trial and will be more difficult to prove. There are several other differences you'll want to hear, don't miss this episode!TB Daily News-https://bit.ly/4jNp5etFull Opening Statements -CBS-youtubehttps://bit.ly/4iDhMV0X-bcpbeantown Email-barry@bostonconfidential.net

Send us a textOn this Divine Mercy Sunday we reflect on the Gospel passage of doubting Thomas. Thomas has such difficulty believing in the risen Lord that he says he must touch Jesus' wounds to believe. In that doubt, the Lord meets Thomas where he is at to help him come to believe. Our Lord is loving and merciful in a way we cannot comprehend. Let us celebrate this merciful love especially on this feast day!Abundantly Yours: Shop at abundantlyyours.org and follow her @abundantly.yours on Instagram. Use Code DAILYNOTHINGS for 20% off your order!Laura- Anne: Laura-Anne is a Catholic wedding photographer and marriage mentor who will help youthrive during your engagement, capture heirloom-quality photos of your wedding, and prepare for a joy-filled life with your beloved. Check out Laura-Anne's digital resources for engaged couples and photography services at laura-anne.ca or on Instagram  @lauraannesmid Link to Wedding Mass Program Kit: https://laura-anne.ca/wedding-mass-program-kit and use discount code DAILYNOTHINGS10 for 10% offBōs Sanctus Tallow Company: Bōs Sanctus is Latin for “Holy Cow”, and they are a Catholic-owned skin-care company with Saint inspired handmade tallow balms. Shop at bossanctus.com, or check them out on instagram @bos.sanctus.tallowSupport our podcast AND receive extra content by joining our Patreon for only $5 a month at https://www.patreon.com/TheDailyNothingsPodcast Thanks for listening to The Daily Nothings Podcast! Be sure to subscribe and leave a rate and review.

Send us a textHe is risen—and now the mission begins. Today, Courtney and Meghan are sitting with Mark 16:9–15 and reflecting on how Jesus personally calls each of us, in our own unique way, to share the Gospel. Whether it's through bold proclamation or quiet witness, your story matters. Let's talk about the beauty and responsibility of being sent.Darling & Devine: Darling & Divine sells hypoallergenic, non-tarnish, waterproof jewelry that is built to last AND point you back to Christ. Use Code DAILYNOTHINGS at darlinganddivine.co to get 10% OFF your order and follow them on Instagram @darlingdevine.coLaura- Anne: Laura-Anne is a Catholic wedding photographer and marriage mentor who will help youthrive during your engagement, capture heirloom-quality photos of your wedding, and prepare for a joy-filled life with your beloved. Check out Laura-Anne's digital resources for engaged couples and photography services at laura-anne.ca or on Instagram  @lauraannesmid Link to Wedding Mass Program Kit: https://laura-anne.ca/wedding-mass-program-kit and use discount code DAILYNOTHINGS10 for 10% offBōs Sanctus Tallow Company: Bōs Sanctus is Latin for “Holy Cow”, and they are a Catholic-owned skin-care company with Saint inspired handmade tallow balms. Shop at bossanctus.com, or check them out on instagram @bos.sanctus.tallowSupport our podcast AND receive extra content by joining our Patreon for only $5 a month at https://www.patreon.com/TheDailyNothingsPodcast Thanks for listening to The Daily Nothings Podcast! Be sure to subscribe and leave a rate and review.

Send us a text“Come, have breakfast.” This is such an iconic verse from St. John's Gospel today, yet it's packed with so many layers beyond the breakfast moment. This reading reflects on friendship, the goodness of really knowing Jesus, living out every moment with great faith so that you can be ready to meet Him in the ordinary, and so much more. We hope you love today's discussion, friends!What Does God Want? Book Link Here!Darling & Devine: Darling & Divine sells hypoallergenic, non-tarnish, waterproof jewelry that is built to last AND point you back to Christ. Use Code DAILYNOTHINGS at darlinganddivine.co to get 10% OFF your order and follow them on Instagram @darlingdevine.coLaura- Anne: Laura-Anne is a Catholic wedding photographer and marriage mentor who will help youthrive during your engagement, capture heirloom-quality photos of your wedding, and prepare for a joy-filled life with your beloved. Check out Laura-Anne's digital resources for engaged couples and photography services at laura-anne.ca or on Instagram  @lauraannesmid Link to Wedding Mass Program Kit: https://laura-anne.ca/wedding-mass-program-kit and use discount code DAILYNOTHINGS10 for 10% offBōs Sanctus Tallow Company: Bōs Sanctus is Latin for “Holy Cow”, and they are a Catholic-owned skin-care company with Saint inspired handmade tallow balms. Shop at bossanctus.com, or check them out on instagram @bos.sanctus.tallowSupport our podcast AND receive extra content by joining our Patreon for only $5 a month at https://www.patreon.com/TheDailyNothingsPodcast Thanks for listening to The Daily Nothings Podcast! Be sure to subscribe and leave a rate and review.Support our podcast AND receive extra content by joining our Patreon for only $5 a month at https://www.patreon.com/TheDailyNothingsPodcast Thanks for listening to The Daily Nothings Podcast! Be sure to subscribe and leave a rate and review.

Send us a textWhat if you didn't turn your faith on and off? We are so quick to fast and pray and sacrifice in Lent, but often when Easter comes around and we feast again that divine intimacy with Jesus can fade. So let's talk about balance, let's talk about consistency, and let's talk about living out the joy of the Gospel daily in every little moment. Go be Christ's witnesses! Abundantly Yours: Shop at abundantlyyours.org and follow her @abundantly.yours on Instagram. Use Code DAILYNOTHINGS for 20% off your order!Laura- Anne: Laura-Anne is a Catholic wedding photographer and marriage mentor who will help youthrive during your engagement, capture heirloom-quality photos of your wedding, and prepare for a joy-filled life with your beloved. Check out Laura-Anne's digital resources for engaged couples and photography services at laura-anne.ca or on Instagram  @lauraannesmid Link to Wedding Mass Program Kit: https://laura-anne.ca/wedding-mass-program-kit and use discount code DAILYNOTHINGS10 for 10% offBōs Sanctus Tallow Company: Bōs Sanctus is Latin for “Holy Cow”, and they are a Catholic-owned skin-care company with Saint inspired handmade tallow balms. Shop at bossanctus.com, or check them out on instagram @bos.sanctus.tallowSupport our podcast AND receive extra content by joining our Patreon for only $5 a month at https://www.patreon.com/TheDailyNothingsPodcast Thanks for listening to The Daily Nothings Podcast! Be sure to subscribe and leave a rate and review.

Send us a textToday we're praying with Luke 24:13–35, the story of the road to Emmaus. We reflect on the beauty of walking with Jesus—even when we don't yet recognize Him—and the powerful moment of recognition in the breaking of the bread. This passage reminds us of how important it is to invite Jesus into our homes and our hearts, just like the disciples did. It's a moving metaphor for the Eucharist: when we welcome Him in, He reveals Himself in the most intimate, transformative way.Story of Salvation Bible Study LinkJanuary Jane Shop: January Jane shop sells gorgeous collections of vintage prints and lifestyle products. Use the code DAILYNOTHINGS  for 15% OFF your order at January Jane Shop until May 31st. Link to shop: https://www.januaryjaneshop.com/discount/DAILYNOTHINGSLink to Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/januaryjaneshop/Laura- Anne: Laura-Anne is a Catholic wedding photographer and marriage mentor who will help youthrive during your engagement, capture heirloom-quality photos of your wedding, and prepare for a joy-filled life with your beloved. Check out Laura-Anne's digital resources for engaged couples and photography services at laura-anne.ca or on Instagram  @lauraannesmid Link to Wedding Mass Program Kit: https://laura-anne.ca/wedding-mass-program-kit and use discount code DAILYNOTHINGS10 for 10% offBōs Sanctus Tallow Company: Bōs Sanctus is Latin for “Holy Cow”, and they are a Catholic-owned skin-care company with Saint inspired handmade tallow balms. Shop at bossanctus.com, or check them out on instagram @bos.sanctus.tallowSupport our podcast AND receive extra content by joining our Patreon for only $5 a month at https://www.patreon.com/TheDailyNothingsPodcast Thanks for listening to The Daily Nothings Podcast! Be sure to subscribe and leave a rate and review.

Send us a text“Woman, why are you weeping?” A question that is asked not once, but twice in today's Gospel as Mary Magdalene searches for the Lord. Courtney and Meghan dive into the powerful witness of Jesus calling Mary by name and the beauty behind every word in John's Gospel. Listen and learn about the beauty of resting in how it might sound to have Jesus call you by your name as you hand any panic or worries over to Him. January Jane Shop: January Jane shop sells gorgeous collections of vintage prints and lifestyle products. Use the code DAILYNOTHINGS  for 15% OFF your order at January Jane Shop until May 31st. Link to shop: https://www.januaryjaneshop.com/discount/DAILYNOTHINGSLink to Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/januaryjaneshop/Laura- Anne: Laura-Anne is a Catholic wedding photographer and marriage mentor who will help youthrive during your engagement, capture heirloom-quality photos of your wedding, and prepare for a joy-filled life with your beloved. Check out Laura-Anne's digital resources for engaged couples and photography services at laura-anne.ca or on Instagram  @lauraannesmid Link to Wedding Mass Program Kit: https://laura-anne.ca/wedding-mass-program-kit and use discount code DAILYNOTHINGS10 for 10% offBōs Sanctus Tallow Company: Bōs Sanctus is Latin for “Holy Cow”, and they are a Catholic-owned skin-care company with Saint inspired handmade tallow balms. Shop at bossanctus.com, or check them out on instagram @bos.sanctus.tallowSupport our podcast AND receive extra content by joining our Patreon for only $5 a month at https://www.patreon.com/TheDailyNothingsPodcast Thanks for listening to The Daily Nothings Podcast! Be sure to subscribe and leave a rate and review.

Send us a textWelcome to Day 2 of our Daily Nothings Octave series! Meghan and Courtney are back, diving into the Gospel passage from Matthew 28: 8-15. Today, we're reflecting on the powerful moment when the women at the tomb are fearful yet overjoyed—a feeling many of us know all too well in our Catholic journey. It's a beautiful reminder that our faith often calls us to hold both fear and joy together, especially in moments of great change and transformation. Join us as we explore how this paradox is such a big part of being Catholic, and how we can live it out in our daily lives.Abundantly Yours: Shop at abundantlyyours.org and follow her @abundantly.yours on Instagram. Use Code DAILYNOTHINGS for 20% off your order!Laura- Anne: Laura-Anne is a Catholic wedding photographer and marriage mentor who will help youthrive during your engagement, capture heirloom-quality photos of your wedding, and prepare for a joy-filled life with your beloved. Check out Laura-Anne's digital resources for engaged couples and photography services at laura-anne.ca or on Instagram  @lauraannesmid Link to Wedding Mass Program Kit: https://laura-anne.ca/wedding-mass-program-kit and use discount code DAILYNOTHINGS10 for 10% offBōs Sanctus Tallow Company: Bōs Sanctus is Latin for “Holy Cow”, and they are a Catholic-owned skin-care company with Saint inspired handmade tallow balms. Shop at bossanctus.com, or check them out on instagram @bos.sanctus.tallowSupport our podcast AND receive extra content by joining our Patreon for only $5 a month at https://www.patreon.com/TheDailyNothingsPodcast Thanks for listening to The Daily Nothings Podcast! Be sure to subscribe and leave a rate and review.

Send us a textHappy Easter!! It's day one of our special Daily Nothings Octave series! Meghan and Courtney are showing up every single day this week to chat, reflect, and pray through the daily Gospel readings of the Easter Octave. Today, we're kicking things off with the powerful Gospel for Easter Sunday. Join us for some casual catch-up, meaningful conversation, and a moment of prayer as we celebrate the joy of the Resurrection together.Mattie Karr: Mattie Karr  is a Catholic sacred artist who is on a mission to help Jesus heal hearts through beauty! You can connect with her through her website at www.mattiekarr.com or on Instagram @mattiekarrstudio . Daily Nothing's listeners can take an additional 10% off using the code DAILY10Laura- Anne: Laura-Anne is a Catholic wedding photographer and marriage mentor who will help youthrive during your engagement, capture heirloom-quality photos of your wedding, and prepare for a joy-filled life with your beloved. Check out Laura-Anne's digital resources for engaged couples and photography services at laura-anne.ca or on Instagram  @lauraannesmid Link to Wedding Mass Program Kit: https://laura-anne.ca/wedding-mass-program-kit and use discount code DAILYNOTHINGS10 for 10% offBōs Sanctus Tallow Company: Bōs Sanctus is Latin for “Holy Cow”, and they are a Catholic-owned skin-care company with Saint inspired handmade tallow balms. Shop at bossanctus.com, or check them out on instagram @bos.sanctus.tallowSupport our podcast AND receive extra content by joining our Patreon for only $5 a month at https://www.patreon.com/TheDailyNothingsPodcast Thanks for listening to The Daily Nothings Podcast! Be sure to subscribe and leave a rate and review.

The Dodgers, Padres, Giants and Diamondbacks lead an insane NL West Division Race. MLB Troubles with Jackie Robinson, Rob Manfred, Donald Trump, Rockies, Cubs, Mets and White Sox. NFL Draft stories with Shedeur Sanders, Jalen Milroe, Kyle McCord and Tyler Shough. College Football notes with Tennessee, Colorado, North Carolina, LSU, Kent State and Oklahoma. NFL notes with Falcons, Saints, Browns, Bengals, and Steelers. Plus, Lakers, Clippers, San Diego State and USD basketball. Hockey Hotline! NHL Playoffs as we discuss Capitals, Maple Leafs, Lightning, Panthers, Jets, Stars, Golden Knights, Avalanche, Kings and Oilers. Holy Cow! Is that enough topics on the table for you? Got a comment or question for Hacksaw? Drop your take in the live chat on Facebook, X or YouTube. Here's what Lee Hamilton thinks on Thursday, April 17, 2025. 1)...PADRES & DODGERS...TALK OF ALL OF BASEBALL "WEST COAST-RED HOT"   2)...MLB NOTEBOOK "WEEK OF TROUBLES"   JACKIE ROBINSON MANFRED-VS-TRUMP ROCKIES CUBS METS WHITE SOX --------- 3)...NFL DRAFT STORIES "FINAL WEEK OF WORKOUTS"   S SANDERS T SHOUGH J MILROE K MC CORD   4)...COLLEGE FOOTBALL NOTEBOOK "FIRINGS-CONTROVERSY"   TENNESSEE COLORADO NORTH CAROLINA LSU KENT STATE OKLAHOMA   5)...NFL NOTEBOOK "QBS & PASS RUSHERS"   FALCONS SAINTS BROWNS BENGALS STEELERS =========== (HALFTIME...DIXIELINE LUMBER & OUR LADS DRAFT GUIDE ============ 6)...NBA PLAYOFFS FIRST ROUND "LAKERS/CLIPPERS LOCKED & LOADED"   7)...COLLEGE BASKETBALL...SDSU-USD "TRANSFERS & FUND RAISING" --------------- 8)...NHL NOTEBOOK...LET THE PLAYOFFS BEGIN "TOUGHEST TROPHY IN SPORTS"   WASHINGTON/TORONTO TAMPA BAY/FLORIDA -------- WINNIPEG/DALLAS LAS VEGAS/COLORADO KINGS/OILERS ================     #nfl #BROWNS #BENGALS #STEELERS #TITANS #CHARGERS #RAIDERS #FALCONS #SAINTS #MLB #whitesox #mets #cubs #pirates #PADRES #dylancease #michaelking #ajpreller #mikeshildt #robertsuarez #jasonheyward #connorjoe #fernandotatisjr #DODGERS #claytonkershaw #shoheiohtani #landonknack #rokisasaki #blakesnell #DUSTINMAY #BOBBYMILLER #jackierobinson #ANGELS #artemoreno #nil #transferportal #ncaa #sandiegostate #aztecs #briandutcher #usd #UCSD #colorado #coachprime #OKLAHOMA #TRAVISHUNTER #ASHTONJEANTY #CAMWARD #tjwatt #aaronrodgers #kirkcousins #billbelichick #nhl #CAPITALS #MAPLELEAFS #AVALANCHE #KINGS #OILERS #goldenknights #canadiens #bruins #lakers #clippers #kawhileonard #nuggets #timberwolves #lebronjames #pga #livgolf     Be sure to share this episode with a friend!   ☆☆ STAY CONNECTED ☆☆ For more of Hacksaw's Headlines, The Best 15 Minutes, One Man's Opinion, and Hacksaw's Pro Football Notebook: http://www.leehacksawhamilton.com/   SUBSCRIBE on YouTube for more reactions, upcoming shows and more! ► https://www.youtube.com/c/leehacksawhamiltonsports   FACEBOOK ➡ https://www.facebook.com/leehacksaw.hamilton.9   TWITTER ➡ https://twitter.com/hacksaw1090   TIKTOK ➡ https://www.tiktok.com/@leehacksawhamilton   INSTAGRAM ➡ https://www.instagram.com/leehacksawhamiltonsports/   MUSIC ➡  https://www.purple-planet.com     To get the latest news and information about sports, join Hacksaw's Insider's Group. It's free! https://www.leehacksawhamilton.com/team/ Thank you to our sponsors: Dixieline Lumber and Home Centers https://www.dixieline.com/  

This week's episode of the Empire Podcast is jam-packed etc. etc. Bumper-sized, and so on and so forth. But it's true, perhaps this week more than ever as Chris Hewitt sits down for chats with two pairs — first, there's Ralph Fiennes and Juliette Binoche, who reunite almost 30 years after The English Patient for this week's Odyssey-sampling drama, The Return. [24:05 - 38:32 approx] Then, there's Rami Malek and Laurence Fishburne, stars of the new spy thriller The Amateur, who reflect upon where they met, their working relationship, and the influence of Event Horizon upon modern cinema. [1:03:32 - 1:17:24 approx] Finally, Ben Travis has a lovely chat with Christopher Landon, the always affable director of this week's thriller, Drop. [1:38:53 - 1:53:53 approx] Either side of those, Chris welcomes Ben and James Dyer into the podbooth, as well as our returning geek queen, Helen O'Hara, back after that small business of getting married. They talk about that, discuss the great movie weddings they'd like to attend, run their eye over the week's movie news (including a whole bunch of trailers), and review The Amateur, The Return, Holy Cow, Drop, and One To One: John & Yoko. Also, Chris unleashes a new and almost instantly unwanted impression, and the question is asked: who is the funniest person Helen knows? The answer may shock you. Enjoy.

Tracklist and full info: https://www.bestdrumandbass.com/podcast538/HOLY COW! A massive thank you to everyone supporting the new Diode release, we are currently #7 DNB and #29 all genre release on Beatport! This week we have a silky smooth guest mix by Mischief & Reason, alongside your resident mix chalk full of fresh tunes from the promo list by Bad Syntax. Lock it in, and lets get this weekend started!Subscribe to the podcast: bestdnb.com/podcast  Diode - BVCK / Bad Syntax - Wildfire (Diode Remix) [OUT NOW on Abducted LTD]Buy / Stream: bestdrumandbass.com/altd120/Supported by: Aphrodite, Transforma, 5ah5h / Eatbrain Radio, Bad Ace, Bytecode, X.Morph, Stonx, Sindicate, Jane Doe, Nightstalker, Close 2 Death, ESKR, Korax, Guddah, MYGR and More!

Classics professor Edith Hall and writer Lawrence Norfolk join Tom to review The Return, a retelling of the end of Homer's Odyssey, where the hero Odysseus returns to his kingdom decades after the battle of Troy to find his wife Queen Penelope fending off suitors out to take his throne. The film stars Ralph Fiennes and Juliette Binoche talk to Tom about being reunited on screen for the first time since The English Patient.Tom and guests also review Holy Cow, an award winning film about youth, agriculture, and the comté cheese-making competition, in the Jura region of south-east France. Plus time-looping novel The Calculation of Volume by Solvej Balle. Shortlisted for the International Booker Prize, Book I is the first of a planned septology, which was originally self-published in Denmark. Presenter: Tom Sutcliffe Producer: Claire Bartleet

Jackson, Adam and Zammit are here to talk about threading the needle when making a game where we want you to be mean to your friends. Also we got funded! Holy Cow! Thank you all so much!With less than a week to go, you can head on over to the Kickstarter to help unlock more stretch goals and support our board gaming endeavours! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Dirty Messy Leprechauns. Where do you go to buy a shirt in Ireland? Green Eggs and Bacon. Too many Culkins. Fish Heads On Film. The Fert Corvette. Pimpmobile Baybeeeee. Holy Cow! That's Paxton? Forgive Me Father For I Have Not Been Physical. Not that there's anything wrong with it. Tandy 2 5 5. Sure it wasn't a wooly elk? You Stole My Sex Move. Smells like old people. Why'd You Have to Go and Make Distribution So Complicated with Stephen and more on this episode of The Morning Stream. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Dirty Messy Leprechauns. Where do you go to buy a shirt in Ireland? Green Eggs and Bacon. Too many Culkins. Fish Heads On Film. The Fert Corvette. Pimpmobile Baybeeeee. Holy Cow! That's Paxton? Forgive Me Father For I Have Not Been Physical. Not that there's anything wrong with it. Tandy 2 5 5. Sure it wasn't a wooly elk? You Stole My Sex Move. Smells like old people. Why'd You Have to Go and Make Distribution So Complicated with Stephen and more on this episode of The Morning Stream. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Holy COW a live podcast episode recorded on JAM CRUISE, featuring The U.N. as backing band and an insane lineup of interviews? Huge thanks to everyone involved in this incredible Interview Hour: We got longtime friend of the pod and fellow psychopath Mike Dillon; of course, he brought his bad-to-the-bone mom too. We got Marc Brownstein of the Disco Biscuits back on the mic. Will Frasco own up to loving his band finally? AND GET THIS cuz we also got Michael League, bassist for Snarky Puppy! Nick falls in love. What are you doing right now, get your head back in the game and listen to this episode already! Generally speaking, we are psyched to partner up with our buddies at Volume.com! Check out their roster of upcoming live events and on-demand shows to enrich that sweet life of yours. Call, leave a message, and tell us who you think the essential American rock band is today: (720) 996-2403  Check out our new album!, L'Optimist on all platforms Follow us on Instagram @worldsavingpodcast For more information on Andy Frasco, the band and/or the blog, go to: AndyFrasco.com Produced by Andy Frasco, Nick Gerlach, Joe Angelhow, & Chris Lorentz Audio mix by Chris Lorentz Featuring: Mara Davis

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