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Good day or indeed good night if you are listening past 6pm, we are 3 Is The Magic Number, the podcast that asks its guests for their Top 3 favourite things in any subject of their choosing. It's a 10 out of 10 listen, but please do make sure you subscribe as we return each Monday.This is Episode 7, Season 3 and the guest this week is Debbie Gough from the wonderful UK metal band Heriot, and she has chosen her Top 3 Episodes of the US Office. OH LORDY! Did the one about Kevin and his chilli make it? Did the episode where Meredith shows off her boobs make it? Did the one where Will Ferrell is boss make it? NO SPOILERS HERE! You will just have to listen to find out.We hope you enjoy this episode and the podcast, if you want to support it and us, please do follow us on social media (all 3magicnumberpod), from Instagram to Tik Tok, Youtube to Bluesky and X, (even though it's awful). If you also have a spare moment, please do give us a rating, like, subscribe, heck maybe even leave us a nice comment here if you see fit.We also have a shiny newsletter (that goes out Monday, along with the podcast). In it we throw in all manner of info relating to each weeks podcast, as well as exclusive playlists, Tuesday top 3, a subscriber exclusive matt vs Remfry podcast (at the end of the season) and loads more. Totally free! SUPER DUPER!

Nightcrawling the Triplets By Bardot1990. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Night Crawling with the Thompkins Triplets "He say I 'posed to suck he dick when he get here. He say he got a big un," Beulah Thompkins commented offhandedly as she scrubbed a berry stain from a white linen shirt. "Dey all say dat," her sister Miriam snipped back. "What he gon' giv'n you if'n you does?" Her dark hands were lathered in lye soap. "I sucked his dick dat one time, you 'member I tole you? Down by de back fence?" interjected Dinah, the third sister, ignoring Miriam's query. "It ain't l'il. I've sucked bigger, d'ough."The three slave women were identical triplets, well past puberty, and more than familiar with the Southern poontang tradition imposed upon comely young black women in northeast Louisiana. This late summer afternoon found them hand washing the Thompkins family clothing in the creek using smooth stones and homemade soap. They gossiped as they worked. Beulah Thompkins' comment about Bennett Leone's impending visit was considered of no more consequence than a treatise on owl migration patterns. "You sucked his dick? What he giv'n you?" Beulah asked Miriam. "A bad case of jizz breff!" Dinah laughed. "Shut up, Dinah." Miriam snapped. "Leastways I only sucked his dick an' sent him home. You sucked his dick an' den you offered he de poosy to boot! fo' free!" "Pissh. My poosy need jist as much relief as he dick. And so do your'n, tell de troof an' shame de Debil! Why ah'm-a let him shoot his foofy in my mouf' an' don't get no joy on my own account? You sound stupid." "Dat ain't de point. You know dat ain't de point. Supposin' Marse Tommy find out you been givin' some-a his poosy to Marse Bennett? For free? He don't like Marse Bennett no how on account of that time Marse Bennett made Chollie whup him down to the swimmin' hole." "I wish'd I coulda been dere to see dat!" Beulah mused absentmindedly. "Well I was dere", Miriam continued. "An' you ain't seen nuttin' tell you sees a chocolate lass cut loose on a white boy. Chollie whupped dat crackuh's ass up one side an' down de udder. Some-a de udder white boys went to help Marse Tommy but Marse Bennett said he'd sic Chollie on dem, too. Come right out and said he'd fight on Chollie's side! Dat made 'em gulp back some tobacky, lemme tell you!" "Lawdy! Dat wuz sev'm years ago! I'll suck Marse Bennett's dick six ways from Sunday if he'll sic Chollie on ole Tommy one mo' again!" Beulah smirked. "Bof' 'um's grown now. Chollie only got away wid it 'cause dey's boys. He take and go upside Marse Tommy's haid now and Marse Bennett cain't protect him like he did back den. Marse Tommy'll get up a posse an' go an' lynch Chollie, you watch and see. String him right up and Benny cain't he'p him." Dinah noted. "Dat Chollie is de one whose dick you oughta be lookin' at suckin'", Miriam observed with a note of satisfaction. "Dass one good-lookin' blackie." "I know, right? But de onliest time we sees him is at church. An' he don't come half de time. He stay home wid' his Pa." "You let me catch him alone one time, jist once. I'll put it on him so good he won't never wanna go back to de Leone's. He-a change his name to Thompkins!" Miriam vowed. "Yeh, yeh. We know. Yo' poosy is de sunshine in de sky. I'd like to see you to prove it, Miss Braggadodiodo." Beulah challenged. "Oh ho! You got a dick I can wrap my Priscilla around? Pull it out. She'll have you screamin' my name out loud." "Not my dick. Oh no! Marse Bennett's dick, when it get here" "I thought you wuz de one gwine suck his dick? What my Priscilla got to do wit' yo bid'ness?" "You de one always braggin' about she. Let's see what she can do. Less'n youse skeered." "Skeered-a what? Whiteboy dick? Please." Dinah intervened. "She's right, you know. You de one always make it seem like yo poosy don't stink. 'N lawd knows I smells yo fish market ever' day. Yit when de big dicks come to callin', you always got sump'n else to do. I bet yo' throat see mo' dick den yo' poochipap do." "Youse a damn lie. My Priscilla done seen mo' dick den you an' Beulah put togedder. I jist don't go runnin' off at the mouf about it. Bof' you heffahs talk too much." "Who you done put it on, den? Besides Marse Tommy an' Freddy Harkness?" "Dass fo' me to know an you to find out." "Like I said: All mouf an' no poochipap." Miriam decided to change tactics. "What's he gon' gimme to let him slip his dick up into my Priscilla? He gimme a peppermint ball to suck his dick that other time. My Priscilla is worf' a whole lot more'n dat." "He white! He ain't gotta give you nuttin'! Marse Tommy been all up in yo poosy, too, an' all he giv'n you was a snootful o' jizz!" "Dass diffunt. Marse Tommy own dis place an' you and me bofe. Marse Ben is a visitor. An' he ain't 'posed to be here no how, seein' as how Marse Tommy don' like him. A gennulman always leaves a lady wif a 'commodation for her time an' talents." "'Commodation my ass. You jist skeered. 'Commodations is fo' white womens' poosies. Yo poosy is on call." "So what you wan' me to do?" Miriam asked. "Show you how to suck dick? Ain't I already did that? It ain't me who made dese cheek-poke arrangements." "I, I, wanna suck his dick." Beulah said hesitantly. "So who's stopping you?" "I, I, want y'all to help me, is all." "You need help sucking a dick? What's ailin' you?" "I, I, want y'all to pitch in." "Oh I get it!" chirped Dinah. "You want to put it on him! Priscilla, Patricia and Pamela all at the same time!" (Priscilla, Patricia and Pamela were the given names for their respective pussies) "Yeah." "You tryna kill him", observed Miriam warily. "I'm tryna see his face when you whip Priscilla on him, since she so good." "Trust me. He won't be awake for long. He might faint. You better let him taste Pamela first 'cause if you don't Pamela is goin' dry." "You can trust me. Pammie ain't never dry", Beulah countered confidently. Bennett Leone, the white scion of a tobacco farm two miles distant, waited until Annie Leone's easy snoring permeated their shared loft bedroom. He hadn't bothered his sister for her sex this night, preferring to conserve his strength for his planned late evening foray over at the Thompkins farm. Annie noticed his unusual reticence. She correctly deduced that he had other plans. She knew Ben well; her brother didn't just pass up free pussy. "Ever' time his dick gets hard he wants to get it wet", she noted. "He don't waste no 'rections." Rather than challenge him on the matter, Annie rolled over and promptly fell asleep. In the morning Ben's dick would be resting against her upper lip, seeking the warmth of her throat like always, no matter whose pussy juices graced his shaft the night before. Ben played his part in this charade admirably. He nestled into his bed until he found a comfy position. As time passed he offered up some measured snores, softly at first, but deepening in timbre with each iteration. Annie noted his fake snoring with a wan shake of her blonde tresses. "Go fuck whichever heffah suits you, Benny. Jeez! My pussy needs some rest anyway. It's not like we're married." While he waited for Annie to drift off, Ben ruminated about Beulah Thompkins. The black girl and her family had been to church this past Sunday, sitting up in the balcony with the rest of the slaves. She wore a white ankle-length frock buttoned up to her neck. Ben couldn't help but imagine the svelte curves underlying her Victorian raiment, the luscious milk chocolate tits, her velvet pubic mound. All three of those Thompkins triplets were fine as hell. They sucked a mean dick, too. Tommy Thompkins didn't like sharing them, selfish bastard. After church Ben sought Beulah's attention. Catching her eye, he gave her the time honored come on, that is, he poked his tongue into his cheek twice to simulate female fellatio. Beulah, surprised at being thus selected, smiled and dropped her eyes demurely. They were in church, after all! When she raised her head again she sought Ben's gaze and poked her tongue into her cheek just once, signifying acceptance. Ben looked around. Scores of parishioners were laughing and milling about while conversing. His surreptitious cross-crowd conversation with the black girl went unnoticed in the hubbub. He mouthed the word "Wednesday" voicelessly across the racial chasm between them. (Even after church, the races didn't mingle). Beulah nodded her assent. And that was that. They would meet at the Thompkins swimming hole. Ben couldn't risk being caught on Tommy's farm after hours. Annie's measured snoring brought Ben back to the present. He peeked out at his sister. In the nighted gloom he could see that she'd snuggled her shoulders and tits under her blanket, but her naked ass poked out to the very edge of her bed. Her hairy labia swelled from between her ass cheeks, barely concealing her pink slit. It gleamed wetly. Annie's rounded ass rose and ebbed tremulously with each breath. Ben's penis surged at the sight. "Beulah better be good. Look at what I'm passing up!" Ben mused silently. He stepped to his sister with his erect member in hand and eased his pudenda back and forth along the horizontal line of her crevice. Unconsciously, Annie drew her right leg up to afford him better access to her pinkness. Even asleep, she was used to such intrusions. Ben eased forward until his helmet disappeared into her slippery cooze. Rather than plunge further in, Ben gripped his shaft and began to masturbate. He stroked his shaggy foreskin sensually against Annie's pussy lips, relishing the sticky sound of their intercourse and the sweet aroma thereof. All too soon Ben's jism sprayed forth in fits and spurts. "That's it. That's good. Now I won't cum too fast with Beulah. I cain't have her telling her sisters I cain't fuck." Ben pulled his sticky wet cock back into his drawers, then threw on his coveralls and climbed out of the loft. He sneaked out the front door and soon disappeared into the darkness. Alone in the loft, Annie reached down between her legs to scoop some of Ben's jism. She drew it to her lips and sniffed it. "Whoever it is he's fucking, he don't want her to think he cums too fast", she correctly surmised. Then she rolled over and dropped back off to sleep. Ben hurried down the darkened dirt road to the Thompkins place two miles distant. He didn't bother to disguise his egress. Any slave catchers about would quickly notice his race and allow him to pass. He wouldn't need to dissemble his intent until he approached the Thompkins farm. Ben knew of a path that avoided the Thompkins' hound dogs. It led to the Thompkins' swimming hole where, undoubtedly, Beulah would be waiting. Ben hoped she'd been thoughtful enough to bring a blanket. Though he'd only asked for a blowjob, poontang was always a viable option at these encounters. . Arriving at the Thompkins' swimming hole, Ben looked about cautiously. A full moon bathed the pond in twilight. There were shadows at the tree line, but the small sandy beach leading into the water was fully exposed. "Bea?" Ben called out cautiously. "Bea? You here?" "Yassuh" came Beulah's soft reply as she stepped into the gladelight from the woods. Ben grinned. Beulah was naked from the waist up. Her tits bounced saucily in the moonlight, perky ebony nipples upturned and shiny. Her breasts were much bigger than when he'd last seen them. Plus, she'd thought to bring a blanket. "Yes!" As she approached him, Beulah wiggled free of her skirt. By the time she reached Ben she was fully and spectacularly naked. Ben took a moment to regard her. She had an hourglass waist, full dark lips and an impish smile. A curly patch of black pubic hair outlined her vagina. She didn't look as muscular as Charlie's sister Ruthie or his cousin Tilly. She looked soft. Curvy. Like a girl. The Thompkins triplets pressed their natural hair straight with a hot comb. Ben didn't know how Beulah did it, but she wore her hair parted a little off to the left and straight down to her shoulders. It bounced in conjunction with her breasts when she walked. Unlike a white woman's hair, however, if Beulah's hair became wet for any reason it would draw up into an unmanageable kinky mass. Beulah knew this. She wasn't planning on swimming anytime soon. Whether she sweated some naps into it this night depended entirely upon Ben. "Damn, girl! You look good!" Ben opened. "I know." Beulah replied. She didn't offer a compliment in return. "I see you brung a blanket. You got some plans?" Ben asked disingenuously. "I might. If'n you don't mind?" "I don't mind at all! Spread it out here. Right here away from the water." Beulah did as she was told. "You brung my lollipop?" she asked innocently. "What lollipop?" Ben was taken aback. "De lollipop you wuz braggin' about in church." "Oh! This!" Ben flumped his heavy cock from his pants. It reeked of fresh semen and sticky pussy. Beulah scrunched her face up. "Who said anything about yo' dick? You tole me you had a store-bought lollipop. Dass what de cheek poke mean." Ben was confused. "No. I, I meant, you know what I meant. Stop playin' around, girl. I come all this way and, " Beulah smiled up at him. "I'm jist playin' wit chu," she said. Turning her attention to his exposed penis Beulah commented: "My! You done growed since de last time I seen Mr. Petey Winkle! You 'member dat time? All us wuz playin' in de water out here? We wuz kids. Look at you! I guess you think you a man, now, hey?" She took his cock in her hand and caressed it. Predictably, it hardened and lengthened. "Nice!" she said. "Who you been doin' it to? Dis dick smell like wet pooncey." "It always smell like that. You don't like that smell?" Ben ventured. "It's aiight, I guess. It might smell better if it was my poosy on dere." "We can make that happen, too, if you want." Ben noted hopefully. "Nope," Beulah said. "You said you wanted yo' lollipop licked. An' dass all I'm fi'nda do." "Then why'd you bring the blanket?" Ben queried. "You'a see." Beulah answered. She knelt before him and took his penis into her mouth. The scent of Annie's recently plumbed labia majora shrieked into Beulah's nostrils. She drew back. "Whew! Whoever's poosy dis is on here, it sho' is pow'ful!" Ben ignored her comment. He closed his eyes and pressed Beulah's head back into service. Soon he was roiling his hips in little swirlets, plunging his cock down the black girl's throat. The scent of her fellatio mixed with the scent of his earlier sleep creep to produce a uniquely alluring aroma. Ben pulled his cock from her mouth, bent and kissed her. They shared tongues lavishly for a moment before Ben stood and re-inserted his dick between her lips. Beulah grasped his thighs and chickenheaded him slowly. Occasionally she took a long, lavish lick up and down his shaft, marveling at its veiny texture, becoming more and more intoxicated by the masculine odor of his thick, meaty phallus. Pammie was soaked and quivering. Bea flickered her tongue against the sensitive nerves under his cockhead like a snake. This drove Ben into paroxysms of electric delight. He pressed his cock as deep into her throat as it would go. When he withdrew his cock was coated in bubbly foam. A rising tide of crackling heat lightning accumulated behind his eyelids. "If I cum now, how long before I can cum again?" he wondered. "Oh Lordy! Hold back, Benny! Keep it right there!" Ben bent and kissed her again. This time their kiss was deeper, more sensual. Her ample lips differed from the white girls he'd kissed. They were thicker, more supple, more akin to a woman's labia. Moreover, her mouth tasted of creamy coffee laden with cane sugar. Her lips were heart-shaped, her lower lip being slightly larger than her upper lip and dimpled at its mid-section. She kissed with the suckle of a freshly minted vagina bursting alive into volcanism. Reluctantly, Ben straightened and offered his dick to her again. He watched with amazement as those transcendent lips widened to engulf him. "Only Annie sucks dick like this. Bea's pussy must be crazy hot!" While Ben was devising a plan to get Beulah splayed out, ankles-to-earlobes, on the blanket, a second wettened heat source sent rivulets of electricity scorching up from his groin. Ben looked down. Amazingly, Beulah's sister Dinah had come from nowhere, knelt, and added her silky lips to the fray. She looked up at him with a wicked smile. Beulah looked at her sister with approval. She continued to nurse at his pud while Dinah chewed small hickies into Ben's shaft with her teeth. Ben closed his eyes and let the sisters have at it. Two Beulahs! Each identical! He couldn't tell them apart. If they switched positions, he couldn't tell whose name to shout out during the money shot. Ben caressed both their heads and encouraged them to continue. His dick steamed with surge as he struggled to suppress his ejaculate. The longer he held out, the bigger the explosion would be when he finally released. As Ben squirmed in the agony of his pre-ejaculatory extremis, a third mouth sent shockwaves up his frame. It was Miriam, the third triplet. She, too, was naked. He'd hit the jackpot! Miriam wore her hair pulled back into a girlish ponytail. It's the only way Ben could tell her apart from her siblings and, indeed, she wore her hair differently for this exact purpose. She took up a position opposite Dinah on the other side of Ben's shaft and nibbled him further into submission. This was just too much. Ben felt like a gymnast holding an impossibly unnatural position on the rings. His muscles burned. His body clenched as rigid as any penis. Fires raged from his eyeballs. His knees felt like jelly, unable to support his weight. Finally, Ben surrendered to the inevitable. He fired a massive burst of jism against Beulah's tongue, bucking and straining with the effort. Soon her mouth was awash in spunk. It dripped like honey from her supple lips and her teeth. She held her mouth open so that her sisters and Ben could see his jism accumulate into a tapioca-like puddle on her tongue. Then she smiled and blithely swallowed his issue down. "Move, girl", Miriam ordered in her best "take-charge" fashion. "You gon' let his dick get soft before I gets my chance." Miriam's brusqueness broke Ben's post-orgasmic reverie. "It's my turn at the tip", Dinah interrupted. "I wuz here 'fore you was." "You gon' has to wait. Bea done drained his dick. You don' know how to suck no drained dick. If we has to wait on you we'll be here all night. Lemme get him hard again and den you kin suck him all you want. He won't be in no rush to shoot his jizz again, not after that pile he just unloaded on Bea." Dutifully, Beulah ceded her spot to Miriam. Beulah took up Miriam's position along Ben's lumbering shaft. Now in the catbird's seat, Miriam paused to sniff the air dramatically. "Dang, girl!" Miriam commented to Beulah. "Pamela sho' is payin' off! She sho' ain't dry. You wasn't lying 'bout dat much. Hey, I bet you Pammie can get him hard faster'n I can, you reckon?" "He ain't axed for Pammie, Miri. I give him what he axed fuh." "Just cause he ain't axed for Pammie don' mean we cain't put Pammie to good use. I ain't seen the fella yet as don't want a sloppy wet piece-a prime poosy, even if he ain't got the sense to axe fuh it. An' you needthe practice, anyways. Stand up." Beulah did as she was told. Of equals, Miriam was the most equal sister. "Raise yo' leg up. Like this." Beulah complied. "Whew! You smell like a buncha dicks been up in you already! You smell dat, Di?" Dinah smirked. "Shut up, Miri. Pammie jist wet is all. Bea been suckin' dick. You ack like cain't nobody's poosy get riled up but your'n." "I'm just sayin'," replied Miriam. Miriam positioned Beulah directly facing Ben, still woozy and swaying from his mammoth earlier splatter. She took Ben's limp penis and positioned it awkwardly between Beulah's labia, centered at the entrance to her hole. Using her index finger, she pushed Ben's spent member up into her sister's pussy. It slid easily inside. Pammie was slick with the lubrication of passion. "Now squeeze," Miriam said. Beulah clenched her pussy lips together. In doing so she drew Ben's cock deeper into her snatch. She stretched him like a rubber dildo. "Again." Miriam ordered. Ben groaned. This hurt. "Don't squeeze that hard, Bea! You wanna kill him? Or do you wanna get him rousted up agin? Suck at him with Pammie, don't yank. Like this." Miriam pulled Ben's penis from Beulah's pussy and took it into her own mouth. She suckled at it tenderly, as a baby nursing a nipple, laving it with her tongue and coating it with extravagant bubbles of spittle. "Go soft at first, Bea. When it get hard you can go faster", she advised. "Why you so concerned?" Beulah asked. "Because I need him to be rock hard when Priscilla time come, dat's why! "Well, why you ain't whupped Priscilla on him already then?" "Because you needs dah prackis more'd I duz. Dat's why. Stop axin' dumb questions an' hotch yo' stankin' poosy on over here. See here? Look, he already giv'n a little twitch. Push it up in there. Yeh, like that. See? He comin' around." Pammie closed around Ben's dick again. All three sisters watched, fascinated, while Beulah roiled her vagina in circlets, twisting Ben's foreskin in spirals against the meaty flesh beneath. The heated merger their genitalia produced a smoky, decadent aroma that Miriam and Dinah found titillating. Both of their overheated purple vaginas began to moisten and drip. Beulah dropped her leg to the ground, standing to the task at hand. Ben's cock had regained sufficient tumescence that the fornicating pair could just grip each other by their respective asses and grind. Both of them stared down the line of their torsos at the dick twisting obscenely into Pammie's aching furry love lips. Beulah began to finish each spiraling insertion with a quick in/out shimmy that released Ben's foreskin from its rat-tail spinner and allowed her clit a gratuitous swipe against his crimson pubic mound. Beulah began to tremble and sweat. The presence of her sisters was no longer a concern. She was adrift in the ocean of sexual prurience only brought about by a thick, shaggy cock. Beulah's world became laser-focused on Pammie's wants and needs. "Rub me this way, Bea", Pammie advised. Beulah complied. "Pull back slow and hit him hard, Bea!" Pammie ordered. Beulah complied. "I just wanna suck at him, Bea. Oh! Lemme Suck!" Pammie moaned. And Beulah complied. Pammie's curly-haired lips nurtured and suckled at Ben's pulsating dick. "All the way to the back, Bea! Now hit it right there! And grind!" Pammie demanded. Beulah did as she was told. Pammie expanded and contracted about Ben's pole with great bursts of succulent lust. Having recently cum, Ben surged into her with power and dexterity, unencumbered by the fear of a pre-mature release. He chortled at Beulah's "I'm about to cum!" face. Turnabout was fair play. Even when he noticed Beulah's sisters lapping at his balls Ben continued to punish Pammie for Beulah's earlier impertinence. He pounded her relentlessly. "Ah! fuck!" Pammie screamed (metaphorically) as she locked tight about Ben's cock, sending innumerable spastic vaginal quivers up and down its length. "Feed it to me Benny, I need to taste it!" In response, Ben turned Beulah around and fucked her doggystyle while guiding her forward, binding her wrists behind her with his strong hands. Pammie continued to scream and beg for succor. With the right sort of ears one could hear her pleadings in the sticky mishmash of Ben's conquest. Pammie unleashed pussy fart after pussy fart as she dealt with the nuclear explosions Ben unleashed inside her chocolate liquid heat. Miriam and Dinah laughed to hear Pammie's indelicate pussy flatulence. "I hope dat wasn't de real thing, girl!" It sure sounded real. Beulah wasn't paying attention. She was unmoored from reality, basking in the glow of her own walking pussy thunder. Pammie raced up and down the arc of Ben's muscular scythe. She was on a mission to coat herself in his love honey and so complete their assignation with drip. Ben, though, had other ideas. There were two more pussies here in need of dick mastery. If not, they wouldn't have come. Besides, he doubted if even Tommy Thompkins had the wherewithal to take on all three triplets at once. If he had, he certainly would have bragged about it before now. Pammie was trembling out the last vestiges of her passion before him. Her owner, Beulah, was splayed out in the blanket, rounded ass in the air, head down, quaking uncontrollably. Pammie, too, was gasping for breath, quivering open and shut about his cock, pressing him for fertilization. "Git down here you two", Ben ordered the other sisters. He lined Dinah and Miriam up on either side of Beulah, asses up, heads down, arms stretched forward. Beulah slumped, now blind with passion. She was exhausted. Ben was still rock hard inside Pammie, roiling up her foam. It didn't look as if Pammie was going to dine on his love honey. Ben wasn't even breathing hard. Ben withdrew his cock from Pammie's luxuriant grasp. She sent him on his way with a burgeoning cum bubble that popped when it encountered Beulah's kinky pubic hair. Beulah fell over sideways. She opened her thighs to the night air. Waves of heat rose expansively from her mound. Now Ben sidled up behind Dinah and inserted himself. Patricia smiled open and welcomed him inside with an expressive sigh of anticipation. Dinah's ass wobbled as Ben's cock peeled Patricia wide and cruised past her cocoa pussy lips and into her core. "Oh. Shit." Dinah whispered. Ben gripped both of her buttocks in his manly hands. He massaged them as he established an erotic dance rhythm with Patricia. Watching his penis surge deep and deeper from above, Ben again felt that primordial, pre-orgasmic stickiness in his belly, that silky march up the plateau of ecstasy to ultimate completion. "It's too soon!" he thought. "There's another one here! I have to do all three! Calm down, Benny!" His dick had other ideas. Patricia differed from Pamela in that she was deeper, an older soul, less frantic, more accommodating. Patricia made Ben feel more like a man and less like a boy on the verge of becoming a man. Patricia said, "Come on in. Sit down. Spend some time with me. Kiss me. Lick me. Sniff me. Suck me. Fuck me. You like me? Good. Let me caress you. You look like you've had a long day." Merging with Patricia was an act of union, not an act of dominance. Her sticky vaginal song validated penises with comfort. She was solace personified. She wasn't competition. If Ben came pre-maturely, Patricia didn't laugh. Patricia simply said, "Whew! That was nice! You're so good! so big! Let's do it again, now." Her confidence in him was infectious. It was the thing that most precipitated Ben's pre-orgasmic march. Dinah's strident moans didn't hurt the process, either. Miriam was a little put off to be just a spectator at Dinah's love fest. What if he came inside Patricia and couldn't get it up again? Priscilla was a demanding agitator, a dominator, a vast chasm of rampant carnality primed to detonate and implode at a moment's notice. She wasn't used to being left out in the cold. Miriam consoled herself with the maxim "He's saving the best for last". Priscilla didn't give a shit about maxims. Priscilla wanted dick. She wanted fresh dick, too, not spongy, already-been-chewed, grouchy ass, "don't touch me, bitch!" dick. Miriam found herself becoming more and more anxious as she watched Patricia weave her exotic charms up and down the length of Benny's love muscle. "She's gon' make him cum, I jist know it!" Miriam noticed, too, that Beulah was coming around. She seemed to have recovered somewhat from her debilitating orgasm and was taking an interest in Ben and Dinah's ongoing tryst. Fuck this shit." Priscilla snorted indignantly. "What do you want me to do?" Miriam mewled. Get up off you ass. Somebody is sure to come looking for us before I gets mine." Priscilla continued. "I cain't just move Dinah out of the way. It's her turn!" Miriam fumed. "He got a tongue, don't he?" Priscilla suggested. "Oh. Yeah." Miriam consented. Stung into action by Priscilla's uncompromising demands, Miriam stood and theatrically straddled Dinah's shoulder blades facing Ben. She hooked her thumbs into the backs of her hips and shoved her pelvis forward. She preened Priscilla's bushy black triangle there for Ben's consideration, as if he'd taken far too long to consider her, and he'd better damn well take her into account soon or else she was leaving. Ben looked at Miriam curiously through poosy-clouded lenses. "What?" he queried breathlessly, communicating with his eyes. "Lick it", Miriam said aloud. "Lick it? Now?" Ben replied, again with his eyes. "Did, did, did I studder? Lick it!" Miriam snarled in a tone bereft of any hint of racial subservience. Shocked into compliance, Ben leaned forward and nuzzled his nose into Priscilla's fragrant curly patch even as he continued to hump Dinah's rump. "I ain't say sniff it. I said lick it." Miriam ordered. Out popped Ben's tongue. Miriam gripped the back of his head brusquely. From there Priscilla took over. She gripped Ben's tongue with her pliant, prehensile pussy lips and tugged at it, let it slip north to tickle Miriam's clit and then roiled it side to side against her sugar walls. Miriam groaned. "That's more like it", Priscilla said. Now Miriam began to service Priscilla at the tip of Ben's tongue. He continued to fuck Dinah, but Priscilla quickly took control of their sexual conversation. She was selfish like that. None of the triplets were surprised at this turn of events. Two of the triplets, however, were astounded at the next move. Without being noticed, Beulah loomed up behind Ben. She was smaller than he. That didn't stop her from gripping Ben by the hips and driving Pammie up between his buttocks as if Pammie were a cock and Ben's ass was Pammie's chosen orifice. She caught him on the downstroke and shoved Pammie so far up as to brush against Ben's cornhole, where her throbbing clit probed for entry. Pammie's forceful momentum drove Ben's cock into Patricia's maw with greater impetus on the upstroke. Thus, all three triplets were in play. Ben was shocked. "All three?" Yes, all three. Pammie humped Ben. Ben humped Patricia. Priscilla sucked Ben's tongue. None of the triplets knew Ben's dick by its given name. (He called his dick "Sir"). Choice epithets filled the surrounding glade. Ben gritted his teeth. This was going to make for some story tomorrow when he and Charlie were sweating in the fields. "Man up, Benny", advised Sir. They fucked in this manner until, predictably, Priscilla called for deeper penetration, thus mandating a change in position. "Fuck this half-ass pussy licking. I need some dick." Priscilla complained. "Okay! Okay!" Miriam conceded. "Dinah, I'm ready." Miriam said aloud, at Priscilla's behest. "Okay. Hold on a sec," Dinah conceded. "Benny? Honey? Go a little, faster. I'm, almost there." "Now, Dinah," Miriam ordered. Dinah ignored her. She was on the verge of perfection. Priscilla could kiss her ass, selfish ho. "Dinah!" Miriam persisted. "Bitch!" Dinah exploded. "Ain't you heard me say I'se almost there? I ain't none-a yo' ho. I'm-a get mine the same as you. Hush yo puffy n' let me finish!" It wasn't often that one of the sisters put Miriam in her place. When it happened, Miriam pouted for days. "She'll come around," noted Dinah. She urged Ben to intensify his efforts. "Keep goin', Benny, I'm, Oh harder, that's it. Put it, right, in, There! Oh!" Patricia seized up suddenly and hurtled Dinah into the nighted abyss without a parachute. She exploded into light shards that slowly twinkled earthward, leaving swirly smoke contrails in their wake. "Oh, oh, oh, oh. Fuck me! Fuck me you son'o bitch Fuck! The theatrics of her climax cowed her sisters into silence. "Wow. Look at that." Dinah bucked and juked like a hellhound unhinged. Miriam leapt away from her standing position astride Dinah's shoulders. Beulah paused in her assault on Ben's behind to watch. Without losing Patricia's grip on Ben's dick, Dinah scissored her legs acrobatically, spun and swirled back onto her shoulder blades. She fucked Ben from the missionary position, legs up and spread wide, all the while screeching her passion into the night. She arched her back and lifted Ben's body entirely up into the air so that their genitalia served as their only point of contact. Ben was never so deep in her pussy. His weight smashed his balls against her taint and flattened her rounded ass cheeks. He flailed his arms and legs for balance against his awkward position atop her hips. With one last gasp and a mammoth springboard effort, Dinah hurled the young man off her body. He landed on his feet. Dinah did a somersault, then bounced up like a naked boxer, tits wobbling akimbo. She shimmied her shoulders, shook her hair loose and spin-jabbed her fists cockily, as with a speed bag. She looked askance at her sister Miriam. "Now, hussy. Top dat," she challenged. That's when Ben realized that the sisters were in competition. And he was their chosen foil. "I'll be doggoned!" Something had to be done about that unwarranted scenario. "I ain't none-a none of these bitches hoe", grumbled Sir. With that, Ben snatched Miriam up and made her assume the position. Dinah had cum, not he. Miriam protested weakly. She wanted to mount and ride, that being Priscilla's favored position. Ben twirled her back to doggystyle. "Git down here, I say." It was time to show these heffahs who the Big Dog was. His dick still lunged upward from his sac at a sixty-degree angle, magnificently erect, unyielding, uncircumcised and potent. Ben drew himself up to his full height so that these three Negresses could witness his rampant virility. He'd already left two of them lurching on the ground in ecstasy. Now he intended to soil each of these pussies with seed and let these bitches worry about the consequences later on. If they got pregnant, who gave a fuck? "I'm white", he reminded himself. "That's what I'M talkin' about", groused Sir. Ben mounted Miriam from behind. After using his dick to paint both of her southern cracks, he probed forward and proceeded to fuck her with wild abandon, first in one hole and then the other. He tortured her with innumerable power shots, driving her forward on the blanket and out into the grass. He stood her up while continuing to hump her from the rear mount. She climaxed explosively, like a voodoo dancer, but Ben whirled her around and made her kneel and suck his dick anyway, heedless of her post-coital tremor. When she finally could take no more, he called her sisters over and made them suckle at his root, too, making sure to wipe Priscilla's southern juices on their cheeks and lips. When he felt his jism burgeoning up from his testes, he stepped away from Dinah and Beulah's tandem fellatio, snatched Miriam's limp thighs open and poured himself into Priscilla with gusto. Her pussy bubbled obscenely with his milky seed, like a Yellowstone lava pond. It dripped from her hairy lips and poured over her ass cheeks into the grass beneath. It percolated into her asshole. Miriam was too fucked out to complain. Still, Ben was not finished. He reached for Beulah yet again and mounted her with his soggy, floppy dick. After five minutes of lavish grinding, Pamela had Ben's loins fired for another go. He withdrew and pointed his dick south into Beulah's doodihole from the missionary position. Beulah's eye's widened. Tommy Thompkins had plumbed her poop chute once or twice. His dick wasn't nearly as thick as Ben's. Plus, Tommy had taken his time out of consideration for the young girl's capacities; Ben didn't seem to be afflicted with that mindset. No, Ben seemed determined to make this assignation a "teachable moment" "Don't play wit' me, ho." He drove fiercely into her rectum, unconcerned with Beulah's shock at this sudden, unlubricated anal intrusion. When he was hilted, he drew back and fired a long, slow penetrating thrust forward to test the elasticity thereof. Beulah winced. Ben drew back again and again, going faster and faster still until the heat churned up by his penile friction elicited a feral cry of pleasure from the girl. "This is what it feels like to get fucked up the ass, girl. Your little piddly clit couldn't bust a grape", he whispered in her ear. "Yassuh! Yassuh! I knows it, Suh!" she cried aloud, reverting to type. Beulah's servile pleadings tempered his rage some. He slowed a bit to allow her natural gels time to accumulate. Ben didn't really enjoy anger banging. He liked to build his orgasms in layers, going slow, then fast, then deep, then rotational. Anger banging produced a brief but intense pop that receded quickly, leaving little afterglow. Ben decided to give Beulah another unexpected surprise. Still mounted missionary anal, he withdrew his cock from her ass. Bea thought he was moving on to another of the triplets with no small measure of relief. She sighed contentedly but rolled over into the standard doggystyle position, ass up, head down. The next thing she felt was Ben's head moving up between her thighs. She snapped her head back to make sure it was his head and not some wild new position with which she was unacquainted. His crimson moptop waggled up between. Was he? Washe? Yes, he was! He was going to lick Pammie! Unbidden! Ben reached up to grip her buttocks then pulled Pamela gently down onto his face. Beulah, twice shocked now at this unforeseen turn of events, was happy to oblige. Ben pointed to Dinah. She was lying on the blanket next to the copulating couple, regaining her strength from their earlier dynamic session. Ben pointed to his erect cock. He was lying on his back licking Beulah's pussy. Her knees skirted his ears. His cock still raged alone in the air. Dinah took the hint. She clambered atop his dick and gratefully inserted it into her pussy. "No." Ben ordered, taking a break from servicing Beulah's clit. "The other hole." Dinah released him from her cunt and eased her ass down upon his dick. Her sphincter popped open easily. She was more acquainted with the southern route than Beulah. The two sisters proceeded to sate themselves at the largesse of the white boy lying beneath. Ten minutes into their tri-une coupling, Miriam recovered enough to join the fray, making it an imbalanced foursome. Ben lay on his back while Beulah and Dinah serviced him. His arms and legs were splayed out on the blanket. Miriam stepped up and squatted over his right hand, bundled his fingers into an angular fist, then eased her sloppy wet pussy down upon it. She repeated this maneuver using each of his feet and finally, his left hand, before Ben was obliged by nature and necessity to rage his cum into Dinah's churning ass. This, of course, was Miriam's intent. Dinah was cobbling in on Priscilla's preferred mount. Unceremoniously, Miriam pushed Dinah out of the way. Ben's spent cock slipped from Dinah's ass and flumped onto his stomach, then rolled into its natural position along his left thigh. Jism dripped lazily from his pee-hole. Beulah continued to hump his face. She was lost in her own impending vaginal explosion. From below, Miriam could see Pamela gobble and pucker greedily at Ben's tongue. Beulah was twerking it. Miriam mounted Ben and took his penis into her pussy. She, too, began to twerk in rhythm with her sister. It took some doing, but Priscilla finally succeeded at re-energizing Ben's well-oiled penis. Miriam never doubted Priscilla's capacity. After her fourth cunnilingual orgasm, Beulah shrieked and fell away from Bens' face, leaving only Miriam mounted atop the boy. Beulah rolled onto her back and fanned her pussy expressively, wafting its odor into the night air. Dinah, too, fanned herself. Both women's nether regions were scorched from Ben's vibrant insurgency. Miriam now worked Ben for all he was worth. His dick was thrice drained, his nerve endings fried. The only thing left was a rock hard piece of purple meat aroused at the smell and the savor of a wildly exotic chocolate pussy whose talents equaled its legend. This was the true competition of the night, the last pair of sexual gladiators standing. Though Miriam's pussy was still chock full of Ben's semen, such was the animus of their coupling that Ben's residual joy juice bubbled down her cunt and drained from her hole. It coated Ben's balls in a bubbly white, creamy cluster of foam as she humped him. This cum cluster expanded to cover part of Miriam's ass and Ben's thighs like egg white meringue. Miriam's sisters looked on in amazement. Ben's deep purple cock reddened noticeably from the friction of Priscilla's strident efforts. It seemed to glow like an overheated piston in the midst of the bubbly foam. Having climaxed earlier, neither Ben nor Miriam was of a mind to just cum and get it over with. They wanted to fuck. They wanted to fully invest themselves of each other's genitals and leave burned out nubs where healthy, vibrant organs once stood. Ten minutes of sexual warfare ensued; Fifteen; Twenty. All one heard was the wicked sound of wet slapping pelvises as the white boy and the black girl ruthlessly assaulted one another. First Miriam was on top, then Ben supplanted her there. They rolled over and over on the blanket, fucking as if this were the last fuck to take place in the entire universe, and they'd been ordered to make it a good one, because no other fucks were to be had, ever again, in the entire history of the world. In time both of the remaining combatants fell into a blazing blur of sexual agony. Neither wanted to be the first to cum; both of them were on the verge of capitulation. Ben turned Miriam over and cooled his red-hot dick in her asshole for a bit. Priscilla's precocious penile predilection required Ben's presence, however. Miriam jerked forward, releasing him to the elements. When she eased back, she didn't need to manually point Ben's dick into her pussy. Priscilla gaped wide and gulped him in. Ben couldn't complain. Priscilla's silky mixture of thick, curly pubic hair and her sticky-hot internal purring engine tickled him like the magnificent engine of dick conquest that Miriam bragged of. Truly, Priscilla was top-shelf, premium quality hole. "Come on! Come on!" Ben demanded as he fought to restrain his ejaculate. "Give it to me, baby!" Miriam cajoled, using her most seductive dusky whisper voice. She needed to feel him surge and fire. "No. You go, first", Ben reiterated. "I will, if, you, will," Miriam wheedled breathlessly, straining to speak and concentrate on Priscilla at the same time. Ben tried one last futile line. "This, ain't, no, game, Miri. Bust a nut!" he groused in his best "I'm the white person here" voice. Miriam didn't answer. She knew she had him. She felt him quake and shimmer. "Here it comes", she told herself. With that she loosed Priscilla from bondage and hurled her into battle against the forces of semen rushing from the penis within. She screeched out her lust, driven by Priscilla's heated animus, and humped Benny like a locomotive steam engine. Ben smirked at her slyly. He leapt out of her pussy, cocked Beulah's legs open, inserted himself and erupted. This was the 'poosy' that brung him to the dance. His nuts tightened impossibly to squeeze the last dredges of seed from his tortured testes. "There. That's all three. I did it", he congratulated himself. Miriam was embarrassed to have been so put upon by her intended foil. She was still humping the air as Ben relieved himself in her sister's cunt, unaware of his sudden absence. Not only had he robbed her of the pleasure of his eruption, he'd faked an orgasm and she hadn't detected it. Up till then, Beulah had been the only one of the sisters who hadn't elicited his ejaculate. Well, she had swallowed his jizz puddle. That, apparently, didn't count. Both Dinah and Miriam already had his cum percolating from their nether regions. That, apparently, counted. Now Beulah counted, too. Dinah and Beulah laughed at Miriam's frustration. "I guess he fooled you!" they chimed. "Pssh. I ain't wanted his tired old jizz, anyway." Miriam's sour grapes attitude only made her sisters laugh harder. No one (to their knowledge) had ever given up on bustin' a nut in Priscilla. It was apparent to all three women knew that Beulah now had a leg up on Miriam. Their braggadocious sister had met her Waterloo. "Good one, Benny!" laughed Beulah. "You go, boy!" Dinah chuckled. "Yeah, Benny. You go", said Miriam, using verbiage a bit more literally than Dinah intended. All three black girls waded out into the pond to wash. "Don't get my hair wet." "Is you kiddin', Peaseyhaid? All that sweatin' you jist did?" Ben gathered up his things, dressed and made his way back to the road home. His mouth, cheeks, hands, feet, ass-crack and dick all resonated with the smell of milk chocolate pussy, leaving an ethereal, invisible pheromone trail in his wake. Unbeknownst to him, male animals in the forest were unintentionally aroused by his aromatic passage. They tracked him home. In the morning, Annette Leone awakened to find Ben's erect penis bulging up against her top lip, just beneath her nostrils. To be continued. By Bardot1990 for Literotica.

Tonight I am joined by our wonderful friend and director of retail and brand experience at OHLC. Anne shares some of her varried experiences with the paranormal and we talk a bit about some of the built in strangeness of the distilling industry. #alanbishopdistiller #alchemistoftheblackforest #keeperoftheblueflame #bourbonannie #Ohio #paranormal #ghost #highstrangeness #ifyouhaveghostsyouhaveeverything --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/alan-bishop3/support

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Oh Lordy, hear the tale of the twisted teen! He's been sneaking into neighbors' houses and stealing their sex toys, including some from elderly women. How dangerous is this kid? Should someone call the cops? How can his long-suffering mother correct him and end this behavior? What do you do when you're disgusted by your girlfriend squirting? What do you do when you're repulsed by your boyfriend coming in your mouth? Two separate calls, one conundrum.  On the Magnum, Dan and Atlantic writer Faith Hill confront the misconception that rebound relationships are inferior or doomed. Hill brings up research showing that rebounds can help people heal from break ups and often blossom into long term relationships themselves.  A TOTAL NERD (with a girlfriend) has built himself a makeshift sex robot. Using a fleshlight, VR goggles and maybe paperclips, the caller wonders if jacking it into this bride of Frankenstein is an act of infidelity.  Q@Savage.Love     206-302-2064 This episode is brought to you by the Meridian Trimmer, the very best tool to trim your body hair. Go to MeridianGrooming.com and use the code SAVAGE for an exclusive 15% off.  This episode is brought to you by Helix Sleep-the best mattress for your individualized comfort. Right now, get $20% off ALL mattress orders at HelixSleep.com/SAVAGE. This episode is brought to you by Talkspace- online therapy that makes it easy to get extra mental health support. For $80 off your first month, go to Talkspace.com and use the offer code Savage.

Oh Lordy a ViBE we need to get into with all this celebrity drama let's dip into the mind of a Bully and the Mind of Pique..I mean a Cheater !

In this episode we'll discuss:Human v. VirusThe Proper Way to Thank Your NurseChapter 10, Oh Lordy!The Alien's Sacrifice by Ella Maven!“I don't deserve her, but I'll risk everything to save her.”Tasha: We've carved out a little life for ourselves on Corin—me and the other human survivors. It's not perfect, and I miss Earth, but we could never return. Not after what was done to us. Not after what we've become. So we keep to ourselves, hiding from anyone and anything that would do us harm, until our peaceful settlement is raided. Suddenly I'm a prisoner, and from the looks of it, I'm also about to be a sacrifice…Lukent: Corin was meant to be a fresh start, but I knew better. I'd always be a scarred outcast from the rest of the Drixonian males, and no way would I ever have a chance to mate with the few human survivors we've rescued. Far from the happy villages, I plan to live out the rest of my days securing our borders and protecting the precious families of the fortunate mated Drixonians.Until one day, my patrol leads me off my usual path and I find my entire worldview shift the first moment I lock eyes on the fighting, snarling human female in the grips of a deadly captor. Saving her means disrupting the peace for not only myself, but the rest of the Drixonians. Still, I'll risk it all to save her… and to convince her she's my fated mate.The Smutty Book Realm Presents: A Bookish Haven Events Reading Retreat in Scotland-https://www.facebook.com/groups/391973942464825/Find out more about us-https://linktr.ee/BondedBooksPodcastIf you'd like to email questions, comments or book suggestions you can do so at BondedBooksPodcast@gmail.com

‘My Ding a Ling' raised a lot of eyebrows when people found out that A) Chuck Berry recorded it and B) it was his ONLY #1 hit with all the great songs the Rock n' Roll Hall of Famer produced!! This weeks show on RadioWilderLive.com #240 is titled "Oh Lordy" featuring a brand new tune from long time Underground Garage jock, Michael Des Barres teaming up with Prima Donna singing ”Ain't Nothing You Can Do About It” ... very cool tune!Buddy and Blondie in the Deuces are Wilder covers segment and you will find out where the term 'Short Shorts' came from and hear the song by The Royal Teens. Green Day's garage band project, Foxboro Hot Tubs does a nice Ruby Room and we have two requests, one from Blake Hansen from California and Lyle Martin from Texas both contributed a song from The Masked Marauders that was a spoof band made up by Rolling Stone magazine and there were so many requests that they had to create a band to back up the ‘Spoof'!Shout outs this week to the Texas Self Storage Association's big show in Austin next week and to the Arkansas Self Storage group and the gang at Hide-Away!Baby Ruth is publishing between 2:55-3:00 Eastern on Friday and you can catch us on WXMT 106.3 FM 'The Mountain' on Sunday from 7-9 PM Eastern in Olean, Y and Bradford PA. Thanks for listening!! Rock on!  Harry and the Wilder Crew! #musicrocks #rocknrollmusic #undergroundgaragebands 

So this year I decided to do an alternative to the Fort Worth Weekly Music Awards. It consist of bands and songs that didn't make this years nominations. It only consist of songs or bands that have been played on this podcast since I relaunched in August of last year. I kept the list to 10. No nominations. Only winners picked by yours truly. So with that being said I bring to you Live from the Fuzzy Kazoo It's The Lordies!! Categories  and Winners are Musical Nuggs to help you blast of man - The Kubes "Moon Going Round" https://kubestx.bandcamp.com/album/discovery-one I feel weird sometimes too - Averi Burk "Alien" https://averiburk.com/ Dark Match - Jigsaw Paul "Powerbomb"https://jigsawpaulsdr.bandcamp.com/album/turnbuckle-tales Saxophone does belong in Rock n Roll Music - The Me-Thinks "Keep Haltom High"https://theme-thinks.bandcamp.com/ Funky is what Funky do - Itchy Richie and the Burning Sensation "The Line" https://iratbs.bandcamp.com/ How was I not nominated for Album of the Year? - Denver Williams and the Gas Money (Blooming Eye album) "Cement and Plastic https://denverwilliams.com/ Chicken Friend and Apple Pied - Guthrie Kennard "Miss Honey" https://www.guthriekennard.com/ Heal a broken heart attack - The Troumatics "You hurt me first" https://www.thetroumatics.com/ Released on my 50th birthday - Bruce Magnus (Spare Beans) "So many days" https://www.brucemagnus.com/ The Lava Lamp of Local Music - Cody Lynn Boyd "Feels the same" https://www.codylynnboyd.com/

Oh Lordy, I hope that no one gets uptight about this religious episode.  I am just wanting to put out there the importance of being Catholic or Christian. Reminder religion is man made. We all believe in the same God, but some things are a bit different than others in each church.  There is humor in religion and to me that is a good thing. God is good. Remember a believer is a believer no matter what your christian belief is. Christian with a curve is what I think I am.Can I get an Amen?

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Oh Lordy, what a draft, some absolutely wild picks, trades, and drops. Great draft for our first draft spectacular even though our picks may not have been correct most of the time. We are also in the midst of the second round as the Suns and Heat look dominant while the other the others series look like tough battles. --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/the-sharpe-sports-report/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/the-sharpe-sports-report/support

My poor brain. Oh Lordy.

Why do we believe? After writing books about the god of Islam and Jesus of Nazareth, religion scholar Reza Aslan takes on the biggest question of all: What does “God” mean, anyway? Aslan comes to the surprising answer that God looks a lot like humans. Does this make him a deep believer or an atheist? Is God everywhere or nowhere? Find out in this interview about his latest book, “God: A Human History.”

It's been a very full couple of weeks and we at The People's Report have some thoughts. On this episode, Trick Daddy explains why he likes butt stuff, Cornell West launches his campaign for President in Harlem, and Only Fans proves its not ageist. All this and more on the 22nd episode of The People's Report. Come check out The People's Report Showcase on Saturday, September 4th at 8pm at Third Wheel in Hollywood, CA! Mention you heard about the event on the podcast and we will give you discounted admission! We also have a Patreon! If you love our content and want to slide a couple dollars in our G-string, become at patron at patreon.com/pplsreportpod. Follow us on social media @pplsReportpod across all platforms.

We're joined today by Rod and Karen from The Black Guy Who Tips Podcast. In this episode we talk about going backwards sexually, listener comments, Capitol Police testimony, Michael Steele vs. Jim Jordan, DaBaby's homophobia, Simone Biles, an American fencer accused of sexual assault, and a sex shop worker who foiled a robbery attempt.

Oh Lordy, you are not going to believe what happened to Aurora P Johnson in church. Everybody is talking about it. Get your daily laugh here.  Today's episode takes us back to Prides Hollow where the pastor has decided that for his bravery challenge, he will unite the churches in one colossal service. Come see what happens. We promise you won't be bored.Come be part of our new cyber town where you will get lots of extra goodies! www.Patreon.com/kellyswansonAnd don't forget to check out the video version of this show - you'll love it!www.PridesHollow.com Support the show (https://www.patreon.com/KellySwanson)

Hey friends!  In this episode we discuss:  1. Covid Vaccine experience 2. Genetics test results 3. Appointment with oncologist 4. Ultrasound on my ovaries 5. Tapping with Kim Salter - Her instagram is @designthoughtsstudio 6. Energy work with Sarah from Luminosity 7. And lastly Tips for Mental Breaks To join my breast cancer group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/womeninpink Connect with me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jendelvaux/ If you need help starting your health/fitness journey reach out!  You can email me at coachjennyd@gmail.com HEALTH FAVORITES: Organifi - www.organifishop.com -> Use JEND at check out to save 15% off. Shakeology (My favorite flavor is Plant based Chocolate) - https://www.teambeachbody.com/shop/b/shakeology?referringRepID=756017 Vive Shots - https://amzn.to/36z1oDs Beekeepers naturals - I love the propolis throat spray and the B Powered Superfood honey - https://beekeepersnaturals.com

Holy shit! Close but no bukkake, huh? I guess the splash is good enough, or it better be! One is Jabbo. One is Teeb. Both are pretty awesome. If you're reading this, it means you"ve signed on for another episode! Shout out to Jeffery Tambor. Oh Lordy, Gina, Gina, Gina! She's cute. She could get her face pasted..but she now apparently has no job! We go over the Carano firing, why you don't FUCK with the mouse, and how big the shadow of those fuckin mouse ears really are! We take the time to go over Will Smith, drive ins, cancel culture, the purpose for Mountain Dew...and other shit. lol. Listen, if only for the bad singing, cause it's on and popping!

Episode 132 -YO SOY MOVEMENT?! 'Predator 5' Was Supposed to Be a Surprise and Has Been in the Works for Years, Says Director. Five Nights at Freddy's creator teases upcoming movies as filming is confirmed to start next year. Wonder Woman 1984 will be released on HBO Max the same day it’s in theaters for no extra cost - For places like Aus where we can get to the cinema we can watch it, HBO max will show it for places like USA where they cant go to the cinema but have access to HBO MAX. Black Panther 2 is reportedly in production. Deadpool 3' is likely to become the first R-rated movie in the MCU. Channing Tatum Teams with Phil Lord & Chris Miller for Universal Monster Movie. Netflix Says The Queen's Gambit Is Its Most-Watched Limited Series Ever. Physical copies of 'Cyberpunk 2077' have been leaked. 'Cyberpunk 2077' will have a streamer mode to avoid DMCA strikes. PS5 gamers receive cat food instead of consoles. IO Interactive making 007 origin video game.    Chaos Walking’ - Kicking off trailer park this week… we have a weird one! Tom Holland returns to I assume the big screen in this Lionsgate Production about a dystopian world whereas strange as it sounds, there are no women. But on top of that, if that wasn’t strange enough for you, how about this world full of only men, they can hear AND see each other’s thoughts. Yeah… I’m sure there are a lot of frustrated minds without women. But anyway, one day a spaceship of sorts crashes and a lone survivor, a woman arrives. And the men freak out because A: Vagina and B: they cannot see or hear her thoughts. So now Tom Holland must protect her from the evil Jonas brother before they, I assume rape her or something? Let’s find out in February 2021!  ‘One Night In Miami’ - Our second trailer this week combines the forces of the civil rights movement in America with the power of Amazon Prime to bring us yet another autobiographical film about 4 men who made a difference. Now every trailer park there is a film about civil rights, or black rights and Dylan and I know we are not that demographic. But every now and then one of those films stands out and draws us in. Well, I can’t speak for Dylan but this one has drawn me in! One Night in Miami tells the story of four of the most powerful black men in the US meeting up for one night to discuss the ever-changing landscape of American History and Black Power. Malcolm X, Muhammad Ali, Jim Brown, and Sam Cooke all get together and reason as to why they can make a change. Seems fascinating to me! Coming to Amazon on January 15!  ‘Pieces of a Woman’ - Hello Netflix original film and helllloooo Shia LaBeouf! Shia and Lead actress Vanessa Kirby head this Netflix exclusive film about a woman who wants to give birth to their baby at home, with the assistance of a midwife. After the baby tragically does not survive, the story follows the two of them as they struggle to grieve and move on in a life they were not prepared for. This story seems so incredibly hard-hitting and may very well be uncomfortable to watch at times but boy does it seem like a wild ride. Heading to Netflix on the 7th of January 2021.  ‘Tom and Jerry’ - THEY ARE BACK Ladies and JellyBeans!! It is the modern-day return of two absolute legends of the animation world and better yet, coming to a live-action and yet still completely animated film! That’s right, Tom and Jerry are back, in the modern world and yet still look exactly the same. I absolutely love this! I grew up watching these two at my grandmother's house and holy shit I could not be more excited to see what they get up to! And as I said, the best part is, they look exactly the same. Bravo Hollywood for not ruining this! An absolutely stacked cast works around the feline and rodent and I could not be more excited to check this one out in March 2021!  ‘Breach’ (aka Anti-Life)- Jesus where to begin with this one? We have the legend of straight to DVD himself Bruce Willis getting amongst the over told story of sci-fi action terror and slinging awful one-liners aboard a huge spacecraft heading for ‘New Earth’! As the citizens of the earth take a six-month voyage to a new earth, there is a terrible alien or something that is turning crew members and survivors into mindless zombie-like creatures! Oh Lordy, what’re they going to do about this? Seems like they’re in a bit of a pickle here! Can Brucey save them? Let’s find out together come December!  ‘YASSS OR PASSS’  November 26th - (Glendale, Kotara & Tuggerah)  Let Him Go Misbehavior Happiest Season Possessor @2c3pod Aussie Pop Culture Podcast ~ 2 Episodes every Wednesday and Friday + YOUTUBE bonus content.  Podbean, Stitcher, Spotify, Apple Podcasts & Youtube Join our Patreon and support the show to gain exclusive access to other goodies!PATREON MITCH ON TWITCH, DYLAN ON TWITCH Check out our socials to keep in contactTwitter, Facebook & Instagram GET NEW MERCH FROM TEEPUBLIC.COM

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Oh Lordy can us girls talk! From RHO of BH, to Sue at Sainsbury's, to what we think of Barry Castagnola and we end with a Beyoncé dance-off. --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/thesinkgirls/message

Moving along in the vein of interviews with church leaders, in this episode we review Gordon B. Hinckley’s responses to Mike Wallace from a 60 Minutes interview conducted back in […]

Moving along in the vein of interviews with church leaders, in this episode we review Gordon B. Hinckley's responses to Mike Wallace from a 60 Minutes interview conducted back in 1996.

Oh Lordy! It's episode 38 of Exactamundo.Want to support the podcast & have access to some cool bonus features? Go to www.patreon.com/exactamundo For $5 a month unlock 3 bonus episodes each month & have access to some other cool features.This week on the podcast Eddie talks about his times taking the LA bus, A judge who had a courthouse threesome, Taco Bell paying 100k to managers & a woman eating baby powder. Subscribe to the podcast => www.apple.co/exactamudno follow Eddie on Social Media www.instagram.com/eddiedellasiepewww.instagram.com/exactamundo

Oh Lordy! It's episode 38 of Exactamundo. Want to support the podcast & have access to some cool bonus features? Go to www.patreon.com/exactamundo  For $5 a month unlock 3 bonus episodes each month & have access to some other cool features. This week on the podcast Eddie talks about his times taking the LA bus, A judge who had a courthouse threesome, Taco Bell paying 100k to managers & a woman eating baby powder.  Subscribe to the podcast => www.apple.co/exactamudno  follow Eddie on Social Media  www.instagram.com/eddiedellasiepe www.instagram.com/exactamundo

Oh Lordy! It's episode 38 of Exactamundo. Want to support the podcast & have access to some cool bonus features? Go to www.patreon.com/exactamundo  For $5 a month unlock 3 bonus episodes each month & have access to some other cool features. This week on the podcast Eddie talks about his times taking the LA bus, A judge who had a courthouse threesome, Taco Bell paying 100k to managers & a woman eating baby powder.  Subscribe to the podcast => www.apple.co/exactamudno  follow Eddie on Social Media  www.instagram.com/eddiedellasiepe www.instagram.com/exactamundo  

Crank up that volume because the boys are back. This week we're talking about Halloween(s) weekend and putting some respect on Thanksgivings. We also talk about Vine, partying, and the Washington Nationals being World Series Champs. As always we have What We're Sipping On, Dude of the Week, and Woah There Guy. --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app

Oh Lordy, a new episode of Mo ( @its_meauxs_show ) about nothing is now available. Do women with children actually want other women to have kids so they would be just as miserable as they are? We... Atlanta's Hot Socially driven Media Network focusing on providing content for various topics from dating, social media, politics, sports, fashion, love, life, and finance. This is the online destination for the very best in diverse on-demand podcasts. We try to make it easy for people to discover, connect, and engage with a selection of different, diverse podcasts which cover a range of topics. Visit ATLPN.COM to see a listing or listen of all our shows.

Oh Lordy... WHAT AM I DOING? Ha! Well, I guess I'm going to start talking to myself even more these days, but I do want to invite you to leave me messages, etc... My background is over 20 years of sales, marketing and business development. I've worked for large corporations, startups, owned my own company... if there's ANYTHING you're struggling with in your own business related to growth or marketing questions, please reach out. I'd love to interview you or at least help you answer your questions and get you back on track to adaptable business growth.. I currently work doing Business development and marketing strategy consulting, and now that I've got most of my children grown (and out of the house), I'm focusing more on being in the online space more than physical... and will be doing some live trainings, mastermind events as well as growing my consulting base and video/audio library. --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/audrey-korshoff/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/audrey-korshoff/support

Oh Lordy! Here we go! Reading from Table of Contents - Volume 1, Introduction to Volume 1, Executive Summary to Volume 1, and I. The Special Counsel’s Investigation.

Oh Lordy, it's religion week. Which we're approaching with as much tact as you would expect for a delicate subject like this. Sam discusses the Freedomites, Canada's nudist vegan terrorists (pacifist terrorism, of course. The best kind). Meanwhile Tom discusses the origins of the term buggery. Which, it turns out, may just be a bit of medieval fake news. Subscribe and listen to us! Apple Music // Podbean // Overcast // Stitcher // TuneIn // Spotify Welcome to That Was Genius: Two blokes. A 12-hour time difference. An immature sense of humour. And 10,000 years of human civilisation. A weekly podcast looking at the weirder side of history. Join Sam Datta-Paulin (he likes history and lives in Britain) and Tom Berry (he also likes history but lives in New Zealand), for a weekly reflection on the bold, the brilliant... And the downright strange. From bizarre events and stories to equally odd inventions, barely a day goes by without something incredible (or incredibly stupid) happening around the world. We upload new episodes every Wednesday night/Thursday morning (UK time). Check us out on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and via our website, and please do subscribe to us and leave us a review if you like what you hear! That Was Genius is produced by Glorious Republic Broadcasting.

Oh Lordy, it’s the chicken in the microwave episode… Mike and Sonia are joined by friend & human TV Guide Ashley Unapologetic to discuss S1E4 of “Flavor of Love.” The women are truly tested as they meet Flav’s mom, try to stay awake for some late-night dates, and, of course, prepare some fried chicken.   Follow along with us by watching "Flavor of Love" on Hulu or Tubitv.com. Also, don't forget to rate/review/subscribe/tell all your friends about us!    RtL Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/rewindlovepod/ RtL Twitter & Instagram: @rewindlovepod Theme: “Clothing Optional,” Jeffrey Douglas Gehlert (via Storyblocks)

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Mistakes in business are inevitable and today, I’m dishing alllll the dirty deets on the mistakes I’ve made while running my business. Oh Lordy, this is a frightening one to share! But I hope you learn from my mistakes! Have a question for me? Email me at morgan@ladyilgphotography.com or reach out to me on Instagram @ladyilg Please rate and subscribe to this podcast! Each month I will be buying 3 people coffee for leaving a review!

Nexgod talks about his record "Oh Lordy" produced by Tone Jone'z.

Oh Lordy it's our annual celebration of christmas filth as once again we take your suggestions and handcraft quality erotica and then tuck it away behind the Christmas tree for you to discover and be horrified/tittilated/confused by. All your favorites are here and they are getting nailed in a very holiday way. Master Chief? Plugged. A property brother? You know it. Vince McMahon??? You betcha guy. It's a fucktackular celebration that is only fit for your ears and nobody elses because they won't understand you like we do, which is why we've lovingly crafted each tale like a christmas meal and then read aloud to you in the most dulcet tones we can manage to talk about someone's rad hog. You can find more fun bits or mirth and weirdness on Patreon @ www.patreon.com/TeamTigerAwesome Also, get your TTA shirt and Mug @ https://teespring.com/stores/teamtigerawesome Talk to us: Twitter: @TTAwesome Instagram: Teamtigerawesome  Facebook.com/Teamtigerawesome

Ever wondered what it would be like to be a legit rockstar? In this episode, Caspar speaks to 32 year old rock musician Michael Lars Godde. He has travelled the world playing original music composed with his two bands "Me" and "Other Animals" (Facebook, Instagram). Michael has shared stages with the likes of Portishead, the Red Hot Chilli Peppers, and has played festivals like Secret Garden Party and Big Day Out. Michael shares his experience in the music industry, along with why he prefers busking to big shows, his love of exercise to keep his spirits up, and his parallel career in social work. This podcast was produced and edited by Nina Roxburgh, recorded at Lupine Studios, and features the track “Oh Lordy” by Other Animals.

Why do we believe? After writing books about the god of Islam and Jesus of Nazareth, religion scholar Reza Aslan takes on the biggest question of all: What does “God” mean, anyway? Aslan comes to the surprising answer that God looks a lot like humans. Does this make him a deep believer or an atheist? Is God everywhere or nowhere? Find out in this interview about his latest book, “God: A Human History.” This season of the Tel Aviv Review is made possible by The Van Leer Jerusalem Institute, which promotes humanistic, democratic, and liberal values in the social discourse in Israel. Find the extra segment for this episode at: patreon.com/telavivreview

Oh Lordy, it's getting HOT in herre! Folks, I worked this SHIT OUT! Have a great weekend and ENJOY! Album: Sweat on the Floor pt. 2 Genre: Tech House, Funky, Underground Year: 2018 Total Time: 01:46:11 Marien Baker - Rock Star (Original Mix) Gorgon City - Grooves On The Vinyl (Extended Mix) Guille Placencia & George Privatti - What A Bam (Original Mix) Gary Caos - Smoke Everyday (Original Mix) Luca Debonaire - How Long Can I Wait For You (Original Mix) Pirupa - Full Intention (Original Mix) Wild Dee - Sunny (Original Mix) JR From Dallas - Downtown City (Sebb Junior Remix) JCMB & D-MICE - Set My Body (Original Mix) Illyus & Barrientos - So Serious (Original Mix) Harry Romero - Say Yeah! (Original Mix) YINGYANG UK & Ren Phillips - Groovy (Original Mix) Franky Rizardo - Same Man (Original Mix) Sugar Hill & Wasabi - Renegate Masta (Original Mix) Hazzaro - Make My Day (Original Mix) Block & Crown - Underground Hippin (Original Mix) Ki Creighton - Runaround (Makanan 'VAults' Remix) Huxley & Hauswerks - Make It Right (Original Mix) Fritz Carlton & RYBO - Disconnect (Original Mix) Boris Roodbwoy - Is It You (No Hopes Remix) The Tribe Of Good - Loving You Baby (Weiss (UK) Remix) Franky Rizardo - Call Upon Me (Original Mix)

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Jamelle Bouie talks to Greg Sargent of the Washington Post about James Comey's testimony and whether or not this will change the Republicans' approach to Donald Trump. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Jamelle Bouie talks to Greg Sargent of the Washington Post about James Comey's testimony and whether or not this will change the Republicans' approach to Donald Trump. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Last Sunday, the Green Bay Packers and New York Giants squared off on wild card weekend.  The Packers were victorious, but did not come out unscathed.  Jordy Nelson, who leads the Packers with 97 catches for 1,257 yards and 14 touchdowns, broke his ribs on a controversial hit made by Giants defensive back, Leon Hall. As you can see in the picture above and the video below, Hall lowered the crown of his helmet into Nelson's body in an attempt to break up a pass.  What are your thoughts on this hit?  Clean or dirty? Comment below!  Look carefully at Leon Hall after contact... Looks a little woozy to me... wouldn't be surprised if he game himself a concussion. The reason I dedicated an entire episode to this hit and described it as "bush league" is because of how unnecessary I felt it was. Just as easily as Leon Hall targeted his facemask into Nelson's ribs, he could have placed his head to either side of the receiver. Had Hall taken that approach, Jordy most likely wouldn't have been injured, and Hall wouldn't have exposed himself to a concussion or spinal cord injury.  For this reason, tackling 101 always teaches athletes to NEVER lower their heads and to "see what you hit."  For NFL players, this is their livelihood!  How would you want to be tackled knowing that your next play, game or season is what is putting food on your family's table? Look out for your brothers on the field.  You may be wearing different colored jerseys, but you all have the same goals at the end of the day.  Don't try to end your opponents career because you just might end yours in the process.(Check out an article I wrote a few years back for Jay Fraga's Knockout Project on defenseless receivers in the NFL : Fixing Concussions with Band-Aid’s: How Effective is the NFL’s Defenseless Receiver Rule? ) Ultimately, Leon Hall was not fined although the NFL rules prohibit "lowering the head and making contact with the crown or 'hairline' parts of the helmet against any part of a defenseless receivers body."  In my opinion, Hall's hit meets this definition.  I feel this hit was made with the intention to injure, not just to make a tackle or break up the pass.  Although I am critical of Leon Hall's hit and I am assuming his intentions, I am also somewhat of a hypocrite because I used to be the same type of player. On every play I tried to run over any defensive back who attempted to tackle me.  When I did, my teammates got fired up, my coaches got fired up and I felt whole.  So trust me, I understand what was going through Leon Hall's head as he was in pursuit of the Packers' leading receiver. But then again, maybe neither of us are to blame.  I was the type of running back who fought for every inch and tried to punish as many defenders as I could along the way.  I don't recommend anyone do this and I believe this is partially why my career was shorter than I hoped. Although this may just look like a normal picture of me running the football on a Friday night in 2007, there is actually a lot more going on.  Take a look at my right hand.  My clenched fist is in preparation for attempting to run over the Roxbury High School outside linebacker.  I succeeded, but at a cost.  I separated my shoulder on this play, which led to hurting my opposite shoulder and then using my head as a weapon.  I truely believe if I sat out for this shoulder injury, I never would have injured my brain to the extent I did. In 2009 a journalist by the name Malcolm Gladwell wrote an article called How Different are Football & Dog Fighting?  This was written in the aftermath of Michael Vick's dog fighting NFL dismissal and jail sentence.  The article talks about concussions and CTE, but also compares football to dogfighting and to be honest, I thought Gladwell was on to something then and I still do now.   "In a fighting dog, the quality prized above all others is the willingness to persevere even in the face of injury and pain.  A dog that will not do that is labeled a 'cur' (worthless) and abandoned.  A dog that keeps charging at it's opponents is said to possess 'gameness' and game dogs are revered."  -  Malcolm Gladwell, How different are Football & Dog Fighting? (2009)   Leon Hall is a 10 year veteran in the NFL so he was undoubtedly brainwashed by the same old school mentality that I was exposed to growing up.  You know what I'm talking about, "no pain no gain," "suck it up," "don't rub it we got ice" and my favorite "you just got your bell rung."  It was the same era of glorified cheap shots, twisting ankles and gouging eyes under the scrum (I never partook in this part, but was on the receiving end plenty of times).  This is all we knew.  A part of me does understand why Leon Hall launched himself into Jordy Nelson with reckless abandon.  But I also understand that is exactly what is wrong with the game of football.  You want to save the game, fix that problem in my opinion.  No new rule changes, or equipment would be required, just a shift in the definition of toughness...or gameness.   Gameness - A dogs desire to please an owner at any expense to itself - Carl Semencic , in “The World of Fighting Dogs” (1984)   As recently as December 1st, 2016, Gladwell brought up the dog fighting connection again in a collaborative article with sports journalist, Bill Simmons, titled Simmons vs. Gladwell: The Future of Football.  This article was written in the wake of Cam Newton's repetitive head shots and immediately after Luke Kuechly was seen sobbing after suffering a concussion on a Thursday night prime-time game against the Saints.  In my opinion, I believe Kuechly was not crying because of pain or an uncontrollable reaction to his concussion. I think, Kuechly was crying because he was silently being labeled as a 'cur' by the media, his coaches, teammates and the running dialog in his head. But you know what, I have been there too and it sucks.   Another interesting point in The Future of Football article was a segment about a recent boxing match where one of the boxers quit in the 8th round because he didn't want to take anymore punishment. This is an example of an athlete admitting he doesn't need to be as game as a dog.  Below, I provided a video of highlights from star NFL running back, Ezekiel Elliott (Zeke).  I put this here as an example for young running backs on how they should run the ball.  In my opinion, Zeke run's the with the perfect combination of brains and braun, which hopefully will lead to a longer career.  In watching the highlights, notice that Zeke only lowers his shoulder to run over a defender when he as at the goal line, or to protect himself.  My advice to running backs is that you are supposed to run away from defenders, not at them if you can avoid it.  If you are too slow like I was, find a new position.  After reading this post, it might be seem like I have a personal vendetta against Leon Hall.  I wholeheartedly do not, and as I mentioned, I'm sure we have a lot in common in terms up our football upbringing.  Also, as all athletes know, you turn a switch on when you step on that field.  You're not that same person on the streets.  Trust me, I get it!  Not many NFL players can say they played in the league for 10 years so Leon obviously is doing something right.  I'd love to talk to him about how he was able to stay healthy for that long in a profession with a 100% injury rate. I will assume Hall has learned to please his coaches, teammates and the media along the way.  You don't spend that much time in the league if you're not a game dog.  That being said, Gladwell points out that organizations who select for gameness have a responsibility not to abuse the trust (ex. between athlete and coach).    "If you have men in your charge who would jump off a cliff for you, you cannot march them to the edge of the cliff—and dogfighting fails this test." - Malcolm Gladwell, How different are Football & Dog Fighting? (2009) Hits and plays like the Hall-Nelson hit happen every weekend all around the country.  However, the NFL and all sports organizations at all levels of play need to exercise their responsibility to protect athletes.  I am simply using this hit as one of many examples of how we can make football safer and to teach people what the real definition of toughness is.  Unfortunately I learned the definition long after my playing days, but my hope is some young buck reads this and the light bulb goes off in their head sooner rather than later.   "'Toughness' is deciding to engage. Committing to the first step towards improving and taking it, aggressively. This is a decision that you can make, because you always have a choice, no matter what." - Bill Anthes, Episode 54  NFL players Malcolm Jenkins, Cameron Jordan, and Charles Johnson detail their own struggles with head trauma and tackle the NFL's tough guy culture, offering an important message: Want to really "man up"? Sit out when you're hurt. WHERE CAN YOU Find more From Malcolm Gladwell? Website | Podcast | The New Yorker | Books Download Episode 60 : iTunes | Stitcher | SoundCloud Permalink

Last Sunday, the Green Bay Packers and New York Giants squared off on wild card weekend.  The Packers were victorious, but did not come out unscathed.  Jordy Nelson, who leads the Packers with 97 catches for 1,257 yards and 14 touchdowns, broke his ribs on a controversial hit made by Giants defensive back, Leon Hall. As you can see in the picture above and the video below, Hall lowered the crown of his helmet into Nelson's body in an attempt to break up a pass.  What are your thoughts on this hit?  Clean or dirty? Comment below!  Look carefully at Leon Hall after contact... Looks a little woozy to me... wouldn't be surprised if he game himself a concussion. The reason I dedicated an entire episode to this hit and described it as "bush league" is because of how unnecessary I felt it was. Just as easily as Leon Hall targeted his facemask into Nelson's ribs, he could have placed his head to either side of the receiver. Had Hall taken that approach, Jordy most likely wouldn't have been injured, and Hall wouldn't have exposed himself to a concussion or spinal cord injury.  For this reason, tackling 101 always teaches athletes to NEVER lower their heads and to "see what you hit."  For NFL players, this is their livelihood!  How would you want to be tackled knowing that your next play, game or season is what is putting food on your family's table? Look out for your brothers on the field.  You may be wearing different colored jerseys, but you all have the same goals at the end of the day.  Don't try to end your opponents career because you just might end yours in the process.(Check out an article I wrote a few years back for Jay Fraga's Knockout Project on defenseless receivers in the NFL : Fixing Concussions with Band-Aid’s: How Effective is the NFL’s Defenseless Receiver Rule? ) Ultimately, Leon Hall was not fined although the NFL rules prohibit "lowering the head and making contact with the crown or 'hairline' parts of the helmet against any part of a defenseless receivers body."  In my opinion, Hall's hit meets this definition.  I feel this hit was made with the intention to injure, not just to make a tackle or break up the pass.  Although I am critical of Leon Hall's hit and I am assuming his intentions, I am also somewhat of a hypocrite because I used to be the same type of player. On every play I tried to run over any defensive back who attempted to tackle me.  When I did, my teammates got fired up, my coaches got fired up and I felt whole.  So trust me, I understand what was going through Leon Hall's head as he was in pursuit of the Packers' leading receiver. But then again, maybe neither of us are to blame. 

Show #40 – Oh Lordy it's Show Fordy! On this month's show, we give thanks and praise for Heady Toppers, the fate of NatGeo is speculated, special guest Cam “Swami” Honan regales us with prison break stories, drone target practice is discussed, D-Low speaks on Lex Luthor, Joshua “Bobcat” Stacy schools us on the Great […] The post The Trail Show #40: The GDT first appeared on The Trail Show.

Show #40 – Oh Lordy it's Show Fordy! On this month's show, we give thanks and praise for Heady Toppers, the fate of NatGeo is speculated, special guest Cam “Swami” Honan regales us with prison break stories, drone target practice is discussed, D-Low speaks on Lex Luthor, Joshua “Bobcat” Stacy schools us on the Great […] The post The Trail Show #40: The GDT first appeared on The Trail Show.

Oh Lordy, we gone dun messed up dear listeners. The HUGE Crew assembles this week to talk video games and drink something “special”. Join Dylan, Ben, Matt, and Josh as they navigate the complexities of being a sniper, deal with bad game ports, a new season of Hearthstone, and more! We’ve also got the results for the next Game Club game we will be tackling! We’ll be playing Dragonsphere and the first checkpoint is going to be “When you acquire your second powerstone”. Continue to send us questions at hoppedupeast@gmail.com, we like reading them!

Oh Lordy, we gone dun messed up dear listeners. The HUGE Crew assembles this week to talk video games and drink something “special”. Join Dylan, Ben, Matt, and Josh as they navigate the complexities of being a sniper, deal with bad game ports, a new season of Hearthstone, and more! We’ve also got the results for the next Game Club game we will be tackling! We’ll be playing Dragonsphere and the first checkpoint is going to be “When you acquire your second powerstone”. Continue to send us questions at hoppedupeast@gmail.com, we like reading them!

Oh Lordy! It’s Peter Baran and Roger Bozack in the studio with a complete half-hour recap – including songs – of the tournament results so far. Which at this point means Group A. Los Shakers, Pitch Black Afro, Café Tacuba, and Débruit all make an appearance and we take a look back at the 2008 […]