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Jennie and Tori are asking all the HARD questions! Actor Dan Gauthier joins OMG for an IN-DEPTH chat about playing cast MEMBER ‘Dick Harrison’ in season 7. Did he have a LENGTHY audition process? Or did Dan NAIL the part right away? Plus, the major spoiler that leaves us a little LIMP! And, find out who Dan was BALLIN’ with behind-the-scenes! So don’t give us the SHAFT, COME and join the PHALLIC fun!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

From Jeff Bezos to Elon Musk, are billionaire joyrides helping science or just feeding egos? Today's Indo Daily comes from our sister podcast the Big Tech Show, where Adrian Weckler is joined by space guru Leo Enright to unpack the hype and headlines, and ask whether anyone's actually doing research up there. Host: Adrian Weckler Guest: Leo EnrightSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In Keep Canada Weird Jordan and Aaron Airport explore the weird and offbeat Canadian news stories from the past week. In this episode your hosts discuss; puking on planes in Cancun tiremageddon in Scarborough a phallic statue in Ontario a gross assault at Value Village Series Links Keep Canada Weird Series: https://www.nighttimepodcast.com/keep-canada-weird Send a voice memo: https://www.nighttimepodcast.com/contact Join the Keep Canada Weird Discussion Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/keepcanadaweird Provide feedback and comments on the episode: nighttimepodcast.com/contact Subscribe to the show: nighttimepodcast.com/subscribe Contact: Website: https://www.nighttimepodcast.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/NightTimePod Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/nighttimepod Support the show: https://www.patreon.com/nighttimepodcast Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In Keep Canada Weird Jordan and Aaron Airport explore the weird and offbeat Canadian news stories from the past week. In this episode your hosts discuss; puking on planes in Cancun tiremageddon in Scarborough a phallic statue in Ontario a gross assault at Value Village Series Links Keep Canada Weird Series: https://www.nighttimepodcast.com/keep-canada-weird Send a voice memo: https://www.nighttimepodcast.com/contact Join the Keep Canada Weird Discussion Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/keepcanadaweird Provide feedback and comments on the episode: nighttimepodcast.com/contact Subscribe to the show: nighttimepodcast.com/subscribe Contact: Website: https://www.nighttimepodcast.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/NightTimePod Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/nighttimepod Support the show: https://www.patreon.com/nighttimepodcast Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Holy maypole, GGP friends and fam! This week we're BACK and we're finally covering the folk horror classic THE WICKER MAN (1973). Next time we'll have our friend Armand from THE CINEDICATE on to talk about THE (other) WICKER MAN (2006) starring the one and only Nicolas Cage and some very troublesome bees. Thanks for listening and stay spoopy ya'll!Timestamps:00:00:25 Intro00:01:50 Start00:02:11 Brit's Trip to Scotland00:06:15 We Stole Everything from the Pagans00:22:40 Creative Team and Fun Facts00:41:47 Rundown00:42:43 SPOILERS01:08:40 Final Thoughts and Ratings01:13:30 Next Time (THE WICKER MAN remake)01:16:25 Final Thoughts and GoodbyesThe Grindhouse Girls Podcast is created by Katie Dale and Brit Ray. This week's episode is edited by Katie Dale.Royalty free music used: Ready Set Go and Outro White SmokeCopyright 2020 Grindhouse Girls PodcastThis podcast uses the following third-party services for analysis: Podcorn - https://podcorn.com/privacy

Jackie's lonely deep-space post enjoys delicious company.Based on a post by Alizzia. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Jackie awoke to a twinkling, navy-blue night. She lay still, perceived the idle murmer of gulls and surf, the sweet air, the soft and runny sand against her back. With every little rush of the surf, a liquid touch caressed her. Startlingly chill. Goosebumps prickled her naked form. She pulled a long, resuscitating breath, sat up.She nearly gasped. Out on the surf, submerged to the dimpled saddle of his hips, stood a bare and strapping figure. Head tipped to the moon, he raised and clasped corded hands, stretched. He twisted, hummed as he arched the broad, inverted triangle of his lats. Yawning luxuriantly, he turned, dropped his arms, smiled at Jackie.Jackie's pulse fluttered. She returned the crinkled hazel eyes' smile. The figure blushed a hint, turned a bashful eye to the sea. He approached. Surf split and foamed about his hips, thighs, knees, ankles. All softly corded, olive, and bare.He stopped inches from Jackie's toes, let his gaze drag over her, slow. She blushed in return, twisted a little, pulled and bent her knees to touch. Responding, his eyes flicked to her face, stopped there. Though not a turn of betrayed sentiment showed on his lips, a soft bundle of creases remained at the corners of his eyes, somehow more intense. He lingered on her mouth, nose, eyes, canted his head just a hint. A hoarse, longing sigh rose from his chest.Some melted excitement splashed into Jackie's chest and belly. Returning the gaze in full measure, she straightened her legs, arms, lay back on the sand. She raised a challenging brow.Slow, the figure knelt, touched one knee to the beach, then the other. He straddled just one of Jackie's legs, bent, placed heavy hands beside her head. Jackie could hear the wet sand squish under his weight. He bent ever so close, stopped, just breathed. Not a slip of skin touched between them. Droplets fell from his locks and long nose, fell just inches before rolling down Jackie's cheeks. He smelt of salt and earth.Jackie's lips parted involuntarily, asymmetrically. Never breaking her gaze, she stretched, wriggled just a bit, tilted her groin and chin. She heard the figure's pupils dilate, heard his shuddering breath, sensed his heavy arousal. A small smile of glee split her face. She squirmed in the sand beneath him, like a sea star, free beneath his hanging weight. Then, suddenly deadly serious, she stopped. With dearest care, she shifted just a little, pulled the inside of a smooth thigh to meet his knee. The figure shuddered, shut his eyes. Jackie struck, pushed her lips into his. For a moment, she could taste the warmth, the salt. Then, the world spun.The figure disappeared. The stars went out. The black sky fell away. Jackie awoke to a riveted, titanium ceiling studded with white lights. She flailed momently, gasping wetly. Tubes hung before her face, wet with the spit of her own trachea. Pressure lifted from her wrists, ankles, and abdomen. She began to float from the padded pod where she lay.Jackie's clumsy fingers found rails on either edge of the pod. She held herself within, panted. She swallowed dryly, blinked, surveyed the pod, her white sleep shorts and top, the room about her. After a moment, she groaned in recognition and disappointment. Any arousal she'd experienced had flown with her dream, left her with naught but a sodden crotch in a chilly room."Good morning, Specialist Jaqueline Kent," said a voice, at once sonorous and very dull.Jackie tried to sit up and look over the side of the bed. The inertia of the action strained her fingers. Her hands split from the rail. She floated from the bed, frowned.Across the room was a crop-haired man in red. His cotton jumpsuit strained where it failed to accommodate his chest and back. He had cold, blue eyes and a pointed nose. He held onto a support rail, feet firmly affixed to the vaguely-concave floor in magnet boots."Who the fu..." coughed Jackie, barely audible. She rasped. "The fuck are you?" She inadvertently turned upside down in the microgravity, crossed her arms over her floating tits."My pardon, Specialist Kent. My designation is Sam.""You're..." said Jackie, trying to find a more dignified stance. She failed, ended up sort of weakly kicking off the side wall. She made a face as she clipped the stasis pod, wheeled into Sam. Her face collided with his broad chest. He caught her there. For a moment, Jackie's cheek and nose pressed into him. He was firm, but soft. He smelled of soap and salt."You're a service unit, an organic android?" she said, frowning, as Sam pulled her away from him."Indeed.""Why isn't this place being spun for gravity?" raged Jackie, shuffling from his grasp. Strong fingers released from her upper arms."The habitat is spun for only eight hours of the 24-hour cycle, per regulated health minimums. Generator and battery capacity are prioritized for the lighthouse array, rather than gravity rotors. The next spin commences tonight, in several minutes," said Sam, smiling thinly. "For now, please accept these mag boots.""Fine," said Jackie, cold. She bumped against the wall, struggled to pull a boot on. The other floated away. She made a face, huffed, weak from stasis sleep. "Please, allow me," said Sam. For just a moment, Jackie twisted her face as if to protest, but relented. She moved close, allowed the android to wrap an arm around each of her calves in turn, slip a boot over the foot, and strap it tight. For a moment, she relaxed, felt the long hands wrap near-entirely round her bare ankles. They were firm, but not rough. Sam moved away. "There."Jackie tentatively pushed away, set a foot to the floor, felt it stick. "Thanks," she said, quietly."Allow me to show you around the lighthouse. Afterwards, you may recuperate. It will only take a moment. The station is not large, and I understand by your Company service record that you have served in this role before.""There wasn't an android on my last lighthouse. I do this job because I like the solitude."Sam looked genuinely regretful. "I am sorry. You must understand I was attached to this station by the company. I am their property.""Yeah, yeah," said Jackie, seeing his face. A spike of empathy broke through her grumpiness. "You don't seem like bad company, anyway. What model are you?" she said, as Sam opened the hatch for them to exit."I am a Serault Corporation Ceres-6," he said, stepping through. Jackie followed. The concave floor of the room beyond was double-walled transparent alloy. It acted as a gigantic window out onto the red and purple nebula which the lighthouse was meant to warn of. Along the walls, set so one might look down into the nebula, were leather benches, a few pod chairs, and a bed with microgravity webbing, all somewhat worn. Crimson light played over the white upholstery and sheets.Jackie looked over the living quarters, far nicer than she'd had before. She gaped at the nebula for a moment, watched a streak of magenta light cross Sam's eyes and face. "So, you're one of those white-blooded ones?""My internal serum is a sucrose base. It serves modified roles in all my body fluids. It is indeed an off-white.""Sucrose? A real sweetie, huh?""If indeed it were to be tasted, my serum would taste of sugar." He looked her in the eyes, terribly sincere.Jackie looked away, grinned uncomfortably. "Right. Have any other special features?" she said, sarcastic."As Ceres-6 models are designed for small crew missions, our personality precepts are mutable. We change in reaction or in request to facilitate maximum compatibility.""Ah, well. Good to know." Jackie looked about awkwardly, arms crossed. "I take it this is my room?""Indeed, this is the lighthouse keeper's room," he blinked at her, slow."And where do you sleep?""Though I do not often enter my hibernation cycle, I have a pod in the crew maintenance room we just exited."Jackie suddenly uncrossed her arms, waved one about. "Listen, do you need to stare me straight in the eyeballs all the time? It's freaking me out.""Would you prefer I focus on a different portion of your body?" said Sam. He concernedly looked at her left foot."Like, shit. No. Just let your eyes wander like a normal person, okay?""Understood," said Sam. He glanced at her eyes, then about the room, then down into the floor-window."A little less wildly, maybe.""Yes, Specialist Kent." His eyes flitted over Jackie, focused momently on the nipples poking through her airy sleep top. Jackie crossed her arms, blushed. "And call me Jackie, not Specialist Kent.""Understood, Jackie.""And smile a bit more.""Of course," he said, doing so. Jackie shivered, not from the chill air. The lines which pulled about the android's eyes and nose bridge turned the cold face quite warm. It stayed that way."Well," said Jackie, hesitating. "We're getting on better already," she said, only half as sarcastic as she meant. "Can we continue the tour? I could use a shower.""Of course." He continued to a hatch on the other side of the room. Jackie stepped through as well. They entered a circular room with a ladder in the center. The walls were ringed with computer panels and other hatches."This is the primary communication room. Here, you-""Sam, I know how to use the comms.""My apologies," he said. "This hatch leads to the EVA room. This one to the galley. This one to life support. The ladder leads up to the secondary systems and down to engineering.""I take it life support has the shower?""Indeed.""Great. Anything else?""No. We commence operation tomorrow morning, approximately an hour after the eight-hour spin." He broke off for a moment, canted his head. His eyes trailed over Jackie's bare abdomen, likely by chance. She squirmed, regardless. Sam raised his eyebrows, continued. "The spin, which I believe should commence now."There was a jerk, a hollow whine in the hull of the station, a rush in Jackie's ears. Jackie and Sam slowly settled under the centrifugal forces. Jackie adjusted her shorts, surreptitiously. "I'm going to shower.""There are requisite uniforms and undergarments waiting for you.""Gee, thanks for laying out my underwear.""Of course, Jackie."Jackie shook her head, kicked off the mag boots, stomped to the life support bay. She shut the hatch with a good deal of force. The bathroom was behind a secondary hatch, near the spare air purification tanks and the waterless laundry engine. It was stark, shiny white, floored with nobly grip tiles. There were indeed clothes laid out for her: A red jumpsuit and white boyshorts. Jackie passed them just a glance before dropping her shorts and top. Naked, she passed the small mirror, sneered at her baggy eyes, her body, depilated for stasis sleep.She stepped into the shower. A touch panel reading "Shower Ration: 2 Minutes," met her."Same old station-life," she groaned, punched the Start key.A vertical shower hit from above. Mist quickly filled the room. Jackie moaned for the heat, turned her head and chest to face the stream. Little rivulets poured from her nose, chin, nipples. At these she looked askance, gently surprised. She cupped, rubbed one between thumb and forefinger experimentally, sighed a little. She repeated this with both, sighed a lot. Doing so, suddenly quite determined, she stepped back and leaned back, pressed her rump against the white wall. One hand, the right one, slipped between her hairless legs, which she widened just sufficiently. They wobbled a bit, weak from stasis. She leaned harder against the wall, slipped a middle finger over and through her dripping vulva, split the lips, found it dripping inside, too. The left hand joined, found the clit, elicited a hum, a bitten lip. Several wet seconds later, a groan. Jackie's face tipped upwards. Her thighs twitched. Droplets hit her screwed-up eyelids, her open mouth.The water stopped abruptly. Jackie jerked upright. "Motherfucker," she said, a cry fading into a mumble. She leaned through the steam, slightly pigeontoed, red the touch panel. It said, "Time until next Shower Ration: 18 hours." Jackie rubbed her temples, groaned resignedly. The cold of the station was already seeping into the shower. Quickly, she dried, performed her remaining ablutions, threw on the insulated red jumpsuit over still-aching nipples.Jackie emerged to find Sam in the life-support bay. He was shirtless, jumpsuit rolled at the waste, supine beneath a large conduit emitting steam. Droplets rolled over his long fingers and corded forearms, dripped and slid over an expanse of blond-furred chest. Veins stood out in his neck and arms, swollen from the effort of having just slotted a hefty filter into place. As Jackie approached, he turned."Jackie," he said, emerging carefully from under the conduit. He panted gently, lips parted just a tad. They were pink, creased. Human. "How are we?""I'm fine, thanks," said Jackie, forcibly pulling her eyes to his. She looked for a moment longer, watched a vein pulse on his temple. "If you don't mind me saying, you're damn realistic, aren't you?""I am, on the exterior, functionally and visually indistinguishable from a human man.""Yup," said Jackie, moving to leave."Jackie?"She turned back a moment. "Yes?""Is the station too cold for your comfort?" His eyes brows, cream and near-invisible, were arched in concern.Jackie squinted, raised an eyebrow. "No. It's fine.""Good. And, do make sure to have the appropriate post-stasis ration packs. I have concerns your flight here has left you low on muscle mass."Jackie turned away. "Yeah."She opened the hatch to her quarters, shut it with a huff. One protein pack later, she had stripped off her jumpsuit, dead asleep.Hours later, Jackie woke to a crimson nebulaic glow. She floated, bleary, in the microgravity webbing. The vibrating hum of the spin-rotors had died. Now, there was merely silence. Dully, Jackie moved to turn over under the webbing. As her thighs shifted, she felt a tingling wetness from some dream she couldn't remember. Idly, half asleep, she let a fingertip creep down her belly, trace over the soaked groin of her shorts, begin to prod, massage. She hummed, rubbed her cheek into the netting.Nearby, a hatch creaked open. Jackie jerked awake, hang back her hand, froze."Ready to get to work, Specialist Jackie?"Jackie groaned. "Yup," she said. Sam nodded, smiled, retreated into the comms room. The hatch clacked shut.Only after clambering out of the sleep webbing did Jackie realize her floating tits had been in full view. The Corporation had some odd opinions about bras in space. Jackie shook her head. "Chill, girl. Robot doesn't care."The proceeding five hours were a floating blur. Jackie stood in the comms room, directed ship after ship in non-collision courses around the nebula. The job was a steep and constant series of calls and responses to incoming and waiting craft. Sam assisted."Astroliner 313, after well veer, climb straight ahead five degrees Kepler. Thank you.""Jackie, we have a Corsican military craft requesting expedited access," said Sam."Tell him to follow the greens and stand by for expedite.""EES Pearl River is expressing a complaint.""Send them the docs. They can deal with the Company." She changed channels. "Yes, Arrowtine Sirius, you have permission to take route bravo in five. Thank you.""Jackie, I'm directing Designate 476 to hold. Their cargo requires maximum berth.""Thanks, Sam."Sam smiled thinly at her. He had started doing that more often. His eyes stayed crinkled kindly, when he did. Jackie kept watching him.Abruptly, Sam frowned. "Jackie, we have an error.""What?""New connections are timing out. We have a receiver down from d

Jackie's lonely deep-space post enjoys delicious company.Based on a post by Alizzia. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Jackie awoke to a twinkling, navy-blue night. She lay still, perceived the idle murmer of gulls and surf, the sweet air, the soft and runny sand against her back. With every little rush of the surf, a liquid touch caressed her. Startlingly chill. Goosebumps prickled her naked form. She pulled a long, resuscitating breath, sat up.She nearly gasped. Out on the surf, submerged to the dimpled saddle of his hips, stood a bare and strapping figure. Head tipped to the moon, he raised and clasped corded hands, stretched. He twisted, hummed as he arched the broad, inverted triangle of his lats. Yawning luxuriantly, he turned, dropped his arms, smiled at Jackie.Jackie's pulse fluttered. She returned the crinkled hazel eyes' smile. The figure blushed a hint, turned a bashful eye to the sea. He approached. Surf split and foamed about his hips, thighs, knees, ankles. All softly corded, olive, and bare.He stopped inches from Jackie's toes, let his gaze drag over her, slow. She blushed in return, twisted a little, pulled and bent her knees to touch. Responding, his eyes flicked to her face, stopped there. Though not a turn of betrayed sentiment showed on his lips, a soft bundle of creases remained at the corners of his eyes, somehow more intense. He lingered on her mouth, nose, eyes, canted his head just a hint. A hoarse, longing sigh rose from his chest.Some melted excitement splashed into Jackie's chest and belly. Returning the gaze in full measure, she straightened her legs, arms, lay back on the sand. She raised a challenging brow.Slow, the figure knelt, touched one knee to the beach, then the other. He straddled just one of Jackie's legs, bent, placed heavy hands beside her head. Jackie could hear the wet sand squish under his weight. He bent ever so close, stopped, just breathed. Not a slip of skin touched between them. Droplets fell from his locks and long nose, fell just inches before rolling down Jackie's cheeks. He smelt of salt and earth.Jackie's lips parted involuntarily, asymmetrically. Never breaking her gaze, she stretched, wriggled just a bit, tilted her groin and chin. She heard the figure's pupils dilate, heard his shuddering breath, sensed his heavy arousal. A small smile of glee split her face. She squirmed in the sand beneath him, like a sea star, free beneath his hanging weight. Then, suddenly deadly serious, she stopped. With dearest care, she shifted just a little, pulled the inside of a smooth thigh to meet his knee. The figure shuddered, shut his eyes. Jackie struck, pushed her lips into his. For a moment, she could taste the warmth, the salt. Then, the world spun.The figure disappeared. The stars went out. The black sky fell away. Jackie awoke to a riveted, titanium ceiling studded with white lights. She flailed momently, gasping wetly. Tubes hung before her face, wet with the spit of her own trachea. Pressure lifted from her wrists, ankles, and abdomen. She began to float from the padded pod where she lay.Jackie's clumsy fingers found rails on either edge of the pod. She held herself within, panted. She swallowed dryly, blinked, surveyed the pod, her white sleep shorts and top, the room about her. After a moment, she groaned in recognition and disappointment. Any arousal she'd experienced had flown with her dream, left her with naught but a sodden crotch in a chilly room."Good morning, Specialist Jaqueline Kent," said a voice, at once sonorous and very dull.Jackie tried to sit up and look over the side of the bed. The inertia of the action strained her fingers. Her hands split from the rail. She floated from the bed, frowned.Across the room was a crop-haired man in red. His cotton jumpsuit strained where it failed to accommodate his chest and back. He had cold, blue eyes and a pointed nose. He held onto a support rail, feet firmly affixed to the vaguely-concave floor in magnet boots."Who the fu..." coughed Jackie, barely audible. She rasped. "The fuck are you?" She inadvertently turned upside down in the microgravity, crossed her arms over her floating tits."My pardon, Specialist Kent. My designation is Sam.""You're..." said Jackie, trying to find a more dignified stance. She failed, ended up sort of weakly kicking off the side wall. She made a face as she clipped the stasis pod, wheeled into Sam. Her face collided with his broad chest. He caught her there. For a moment, Jackie's cheek and nose pressed into him. He was firm, but soft. He smelled of soap and salt."You're a service unit, an organic android?" she said, frowning, as Sam pulled her away from him."Indeed.""Why isn't this place being spun for gravity?" raged Jackie, shuffling from his grasp. Strong fingers released from her upper arms."The habitat is spun for only eight hours of the 24-hour cycle, per regulated health minimums. Generator and battery capacity are prioritized for the lighthouse array, rather than gravity rotors. The next spin commences tonight, in several minutes," said Sam, smiling thinly. "For now, please accept these mag boots.""Fine," said Jackie, cold. She bumped against the wall, struggled to pull a boot on. The other floated away. She made a face, huffed, weak from stasis sleep. "Please, allow me," said Sam. For just a moment, Jackie twisted her face as if to protest, but relented. She moved close, allowed the android to wrap an arm around each of her calves in turn, slip a boot over the foot, and strap it tight. For a moment, she relaxed, felt the long hands wrap near-entirely round her bare ankles. They were firm, but not rough. Sam moved away. "There."Jackie tentatively pushed away, set a foot to the floor, felt it stick. "Thanks," she said, quietly."Allow me to show you around the lighthouse. Afterwards, you may recuperate. It will only take a moment. The station is not large, and I understand by your Company service record that you have served in this role before.""There wasn't an android on my last lighthouse. I do this job because I like the solitude."Sam looked genuinely regretful. "I am sorry. You must understand I was attached to this station by the company. I am their property.""Yeah, yeah," said Jackie, seeing his face. A spike of empathy broke through her grumpiness. "You don't seem like bad company, anyway. What model are you?" she said, as Sam opened the hatch for them to exit."I am a Serault Corporation Ceres-6," he said, stepping through. Jackie followed. The concave floor of the room beyond was double-walled transparent alloy. It acted as a gigantic window out onto the red and purple nebula which the lighthouse was meant to warn of. Along the walls, set so one might look down into the nebula, were leather benches, a few pod chairs, and a bed with microgravity webbing, all somewhat worn. Crimson light played over the white upholstery and sheets.Jackie looked over the living quarters, far nicer than she'd had before. She gaped at the nebula for a moment, watched a streak of magenta light cross Sam's eyes and face. "So, you're one of those white-blooded ones?""My internal serum is a sucrose base. It serves modified roles in all my body fluids. It is indeed an off-white.""Sucrose? A real sweetie, huh?""If indeed it were to be tasted, my serum would taste of sugar." He looked her in the eyes, terribly sincere.Jackie looked away, grinned uncomfortably. "Right. Have any other special features?" she said, sarcastic."As Ceres-6 models are designed for small crew missions, our personality precepts are mutable. We change in reaction or in request to facilitate maximum compatibility.""Ah, well. Good to know." Jackie looked about awkwardly, arms crossed. "I take it this is my room?""Indeed, this is the lighthouse keeper's room," he blinked at her, slow."And where do you sleep?""Though I do not often enter my hibernation cycle, I have a pod in the crew maintenance room we just exited."Jackie suddenly uncrossed her arms, waved one about. "Listen, do you need to stare me straight in the eyeballs all the time? It's freaking me out.""Would you prefer I focus on a different portion of your body?" said Sam. He concernedly looked at her left foot."Like, shit. No. Just let your eyes wander like a normal person, okay?""Understood," said Sam. He glanced at her eyes, then about the room, then down into the floor-window."A little less wildly, maybe.""Yes, Specialist Kent." His eyes flitted over Jackie, focused momently on the nipples poking through her airy sleep top. Jackie crossed her arms, blushed. "And call me Jackie, not Specialist Kent.""Understood, Jackie.""And smile a bit more.""Of course," he said, doing so. Jackie shivered, not from the chill air. The lines which pulled about the android's eyes and nose bridge turned the cold face quite warm. It stayed that way."Well," said Jackie, hesitating. "We're getting on better already," she said, only half as sarcastic as she meant. "Can we continue the tour? I could use a shower.""Of course." He continued to a hatch on the other side of the room. Jackie stepped through as well. They entered a circular room with a ladder in the center. The walls were ringed with computer panels and other hatches."This is the primary communication room. Here, you-""Sam, I know how to use the comms.""My apologies," he said. "This hatch leads to the EVA room. This one to the galley. This one to life support. The ladder leads up to the secondary systems and down to engineering.""I take it life support has the shower?""Indeed.""Great. Anything else?""No. We commence operation tomorrow morning, approximately an hour after the eight-hour spin." He broke off for a moment, canted his head. His eyes trailed over Jackie's bare abdomen, likely by chance. She squirmed, regardless. Sam raised his eyebrows, continued. "The spin, which I believe should commence now."There was a jerk, a hollow whine in the hull of the station, a rush in Jackie's ears. Jackie and Sam slowly settled under the centrifugal forces. Jackie adjusted her shorts, surreptitiously. "I'm going to shower.""There are requisite uniforms and undergarments waiting for you.""Gee, thanks for laying out my underwear.""Of course, Jackie."Jackie shook her head, kicked off the mag boots, stomped to the life support bay. She shut the hatch with a good deal of force. The bathroom was behind a secondary hatch, near the spare air purification tanks and the waterless laundry engine. It was stark, shiny white, floored with nobly grip tiles. There were indeed clothes laid out for her: A red jumpsuit and white boyshorts. Jackie passed them just a glance before dropping her shorts and top. Naked, she passed the small mirror, sneered at her baggy eyes, her body, depilated for stasis sleep.She stepped into the shower. A touch panel reading "Shower Ration: 2 Minutes," met her."Same old station-life," she groaned, punched the Start key.A vertical shower hit from above. Mist quickly filled the room. Jackie moaned for the heat, turned her head and chest to face the stream. Little rivulets poured from her nose, chin, nipples. At these she looked askance, gently surprised. She cupped, rubbed one between thumb and forefinger experimentally, sighed a little. She repeated this with both, sighed a lot. Doing so, suddenly quite determined, she stepped back and leaned back, pressed her rump against the white wall. One hand, the right one, slipped between her hairless legs, which she widened just sufficiently. They wobbled a bit, weak from stasis. She leaned harder against the wall, slipped a middle finger over and through her dripping vulva, split the lips, found it dripping inside, too. The left hand joined, found the clit, elicited a hum, a bitten lip. Several wet seconds later, a groan. Jackie's face tipped upwards. Her thighs twitched. Droplets hit her screwed-up eyelids, her open mouth.The water stopped abruptly. Jackie jerked upright. "Motherfucker," she said, a cry fading into a mumble. She leaned through the steam, slightly pigeontoed, red the touch panel. It said, "Time until next Shower Ration: 18 hours." Jackie rubbed her temples, groaned resignedly. The cold of the station was already seeping into the shower. Quickly, she dried, performed her remaining ablutions, threw on the insulated red jumpsuit over still-aching nipples.Jackie emerged to find Sam in the life-support bay. He was shirtless, jumpsuit rolled at the waste, supine beneath a large conduit emitting steam. Droplets rolled over his long fingers and corded forearms, dripped and slid over an expanse of blond-furred chest. Veins stood out in his neck and arms, swollen from the effort of having just slotted a hefty filter into place. As Jackie approached, he turned."Jackie," he said, emerging carefully from under the conduit. He panted gently, lips parted just a tad. They were pink, creased. Human. "How are we?""I'm fine, thanks," said Jackie, forcibly pulling her eyes to his. She looked for a moment longer, watched a vein pulse on his temple. "If you don't mind me saying, you're damn realistic, aren't you?""I am, on the exterior, functionally and visually indistinguishable from a human man.""Yup," said Jackie, moving to leave."Jackie?"She turned back a moment. "Yes?""Is the station too cold for your comfort?" His eyes brows, cream and near-invisible, were arched in concern.Jackie squinted, raised an eyebrow. "No. It's fine.""Good. And, do make sure to have the appropriate post-stasis ration packs. I have concerns your flight here has left you low on muscle mass."Jackie turned away. "Yeah."She opened the hatch to her quarters, shut it with a huff. One protein pack later, she had stripped off her jumpsuit, dead asleep.Hours later, Jackie woke to a crimson nebulaic glow. She floated, bleary, in the microgravity webbing. The vibrating hum of the spin-rotors had died. Now, there was merely silence. Dully, Jackie moved to turn over under the webbing. As her thighs shifted, she felt a tingling wetness from some dream she couldn't remember. Idly, half asleep, she let a fingertip creep down her belly, trace over the soaked groin of her shorts, begin to prod, massage. She hummed, rubbed her cheek into the netting.Nearby, a hatch creaked open. Jackie jerked awake, hang back her hand, froze."Ready to get to work, Specialist Jackie?"Jackie groaned. "Yup," she said. Sam nodded, smiled, retreated into the comms room. The hatch clacked shut.Only after clambering out of the sleep webbing did Jackie realize her floating tits had been in full view. The Corporation had some odd opinions about bras in space. Jackie shook her head. "Chill, girl. Robot doesn't care."The proceeding five hours were a floating blur. Jackie stood in the comms room, directed ship after ship in non-collision courses around the nebula. The job was a steep and constant series of calls and responses to incoming and waiting craft. Sam assisted."Astroliner 313, after well veer, climb straight ahead five degrees Kepler. Thank you.""Jackie, we have a Corsican military craft requesting expedited access," said Sam."Tell him to follow the greens and stand by for expedite.""EES Pearl River is expressing a complaint.""Send them the docs. They can deal with the Company." She changed channels. "Yes, Arrowtine Sirius, you have permission to take route bravo in five. Thank you.""Jackie, I'm directing Designate 476 to hold. Their cargo requires maximum berth.""Thanks, Sam."Sam smiled thinly at her. He had started doing that more often. His eyes stayed crinkled kindly, when he did. Jackie kept watching him.Abruptly, Sam frowned. "Jackie, we have an error.""What?""New connections are timing out. We have a receiver down from d

We always ask how did this creation come about? In Pure Consciousness which is Infinite, there is no creation since Infinity means beyond space, time and causation. 5 elements that make up this creation are by themselves inert and can do nothing by themselves. Yet we see so much dynamism in the creation. So how did this creation come about? Shiva linga indicates the answer to us. Shiva Linga is the combination of matter(prakriti) and Consciousness(Purusha or Shiva Tattva). Matter enlivened by Consciousness is the entire creation with all its diversity and dynamism. For a devotee the Linga lifts the mind to the state beyond body and mind, to the state of Shiva, the 4th state of Consciousness which is the support of and yet beyond the 3 states of Consciousness: Waking, dream and deep sleep. When one contemplates on the 4th state one realises - I am not this prakriti or inert Body, Mind and Intellect. I am Shiva. I am Consciousness. Shivoham Shivoham. I am the very source and substratum of creation.#harharmahadev #shiva #shivalingam #linga #lingam#consciousness #shiva #creation[shiva, linga, vedanta, shiva purana, bhagavad geeta, swami chinmayananda, advaita, purusha, prakriti]

We love hearing finding out the best side hustles our listeners are running, and we cannot believe what one listener does for Hen's Nights. Aftershave After sales, Blue Jolly Ranchers and scouring council pick-ups for re-sale our listeners are grinding that side hustle.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Why spend money on a dog or a cat when you can have one custom-made with artificial intelligence? My Insane FL Nephew didn't make it to the 2025 FL Man Games...even though it was held down the road from his house, but I still do have the details! Suddenly, fashion models are sporting their "coin slots" in style! And it's CRACK-ing people up.In this BONUS Midweek Episode...Dumb Duo Tries to Use a Cannon to Blast Drugs Into a Prison; Could Robot Pets Be the Future? Here's What the Experts Are Predicting; Doctor Under Fire for Giving Pet Cat a CAT Scan at His Hospital; He's Cut Off: Police Seeking Suspect Accused of Urinating All Over Bar; FL Woman Accused of Stealing Electricity Sends Great Dane After Deputy; Woman Sues Her High School Because She Can't Read or Write; A Drunk Driver Crashed in the Same Spot 2 Nights in a Row at 9:47 PM; Man Calls 911—Says His Girlfriend Locked Him In a Storage Unit for a Week; School Tries to Cover Huge 65 Ft. Phallic Symbol on Roof That's Visible From Space; Looks Like Hooters Is Heading for Bankruptcy; NJ Woman Accused Of Running Brothel, & Her Name Fits…; City to Solve Homelessness with New Law Banning Sitting & Lying Down; A Father Says His Daughter's Name Was Incorrectly Listed as "Unakite Thirteen Hotel"; A Man Offers to Split a Winning Lotto Ticket...with the Thieves Who Bought It with His Stolen Credit Card; Models Bare Plumber's Cracks at Milan Fashion Week & Style Gurus Are Outraged; PA Gambling Addict Lost a $57K Jackpot, Because He'd Previously Banned Himself from the Casino; Soccer Game Cancelled After Player's Child Bites Referee's Testicle; FL Woman Admits to Vandalizing Ex's Vehicle...But She Got The Wrong Car; 'A Woman Was Caught Peeing on Quinoa at a Grocery Store . . . for Her OnlyFans Page; (Another SCARY Flight)...Southwest Plane Nearly Collides With Private Jet at Chicago's Midway Airport; FL Man Games 2025 Were a Huge Success Again.More insane stupidity from the latest current event files & we pay tribute to the stupendous stupidity with our Genius Awards!Don't forget to join the Telegram Channel to get all the links to the stories on the episodes by visiting t.me/InsaneErikLane!

You, dear flute player, are irresistible to your desired sex(es), and I'm here to tell you exactly why. Analysing Meatloaf and Phallic imagery, we wind up with the top tunes to play on a date; after hearing from some of the flute world's submitted love stories. This one has a fair few dirty references; you've been warned. grma xInline G Merch

There's a new Little Caesars opening in Olympia Fields, but it might not be appropriate for all customers. Chicago’s best morning radio show now has a podcast! Don’t forget to rate, review, and subscribe wherever you listen to podcasts and remember that the conversation always lives on the Q101 Facebook page. Brian & Kenzie are live every morning from 6a-10a on Q101. Subscribe to our channel HERE: https://www.youtube.com/@Q101 Like Q101 on Facebook HERE: https://www.facebook.com/q101chicago Follow Q101 on Twitter HERE: https://twitter.com/Q101Chicago Follow Q101 on Instagram HERE: https://www.instagram.com/q101chicago/?hl=en Follow Q101 on TikTok HERE: https://www.tiktok.com/@q101chicago?lang=en See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

There's a new Little Caesars opening in Olympia Fields, but it might not be appropriate for all customers. Chicago’s best morning radio show now has a podcast! Don’t forget to rate, review, and subscribe wherever you listen to podcasts and remember that the conversation always lives on the Q101 Facebook page. Brian & Kenzie are live every morning from 6a-10a on Q101. Subscribe to our channel HERE: https://www.youtube.com/@Q101 Like Q101 on Facebook HERE: https://www.facebook.com/q101chicago Follow Q101 on Twitter HERE: https://twitter.com/Q101Chicago Follow Q101 on Instagram HERE: https://www.instagram.com/q101chicago/?hl=en Follow Q101 on TikTok HERE: https://www.tiktok.com/@q101chicago?lang=en See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week we talk about Willy/Milly, also known as Something Special, also known as I Was a Teenage Boy; a problematic body-swapping film from the'80s that definitely exists for some reason-- even though the version streaming for free on The Roku Channel is clearly an upload from a copy, of a copy, of a copy of a VHS tape. We also welcome Dave/Schmave, Bob's brother, to talk about the movie that he requested for the sole purpose of watching us suffer immeasurably... Geeky girl grows gonads and gives a gimpy guy a groin growth! Teleport talking! Suspiciously scrappy sex base! Semen is soda?! Never chew on a stranger's beef stick! Top-tier tire tossing! Chris thinking about what Joe Pesci's packin'! Junkyard jizz spots! Allowance wage gap?! Phallic flash card cock shocking! Childen's cartoon cuck chairs! Circle corners, and much, much more on this week's episode of The Worst Movie Ever Made!  www.theworstmovieevermade.com

In This Episode:[A Piece Of My Mind] ]Vacationing In The State Of...CANADA?Mom Mistakes Nail Glue for Eyedrops–Endures 2 Months of ''19-y/o Woman's Bust Zooms To A GGG-Cup After Pfizer Covid Vaccine.

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In today's update...  - Jonny's Free Sub Saga  - Toxic Tuesday: What NOT to do when your Husband is missing...  - The 6-Foot Smelly Fart Gun that's FLYING off the shelves  - Harmonic Egg > Human Washing Machine  and more!

This week: Wild Wes. Ahead of next week's vote on whether to legalise assisted dying, Health Secretary Wes Streeting is causing trouble for Keir Starmer, writes Katy Balls in the magazine this week. Starmer has been clear that he doesn't want government ministers to be too outspoken on the issue ahead of a free vote in Parliament. But Streeting's opposition is well-known. How much of a headache is this for Starmer? And does this speak to wider ambitions that Wes might have? Katy joins the podcast to discuss, alongside Labour MP Steve Race. Steve explains why he plans to vote in favour of the change in the law next week (00:57). Then: how concerned should we be about medical misinformation? President-elect Donald Trump has announced vaccine sceptic Robert F. Kennedy Jr. as his pick for Secretary of Health and Human Services in the US. In the magazine this week, Matt Ridley explains that it's not the man himself that's as interesting, as the reasons how he has ended up in such a position: scientific misinformation has fuelled his rise. So how concerned should we be about medical misinformation? Firstly, Matt joined the podcast to explain his thesis and why reactions to the covid pandemic are to blame (16:24). Later, Sander van der Linden, professor of social psychology at the University of Cambridge, also joins the podcast to discuss his concerns and how susceptible we are here in Britain to misinformation (23:46). And finally: did you know that crude graffiti has a storied history? Harry Mount examines the notorious penis gang that has appeared in Dulwich, daubing penises across trees. Whatever you think of such graffiti, scribbling phalluses, and even erotic art, are actually as old as time – from ancient Rome to India. What's the line between graffiti and erotic art? And should Westerners be less prudish when confronted with these images? Harry joins the podcast alongside Indian academic Dr Alka Pande (30:50). Hosted by William Moore and Lara Prendergast. Produced by Patrick Gibbons.

This week: Wild Wes. Ahead of next week's vote on whether to legalise assisted dying, Health Secretary Wes Streeting is causing trouble for Keir Starmer, writes Katy Balls in the magazine this week. Starmer has been clear that he doesn't want government ministers to be too outspoken on the issue ahead of a free vote in Parliament. But Streeting's opposition is well-known. How much of a headache is this for Starmer? And does this speak to wider ambitions that Wes might have? Katy joins the podcast to discuss, alongside Labour MP Steve Race. Steve explains why he plans to vote in favour of the change in the law next week (00:57). Then: how concerned should we be about medical misinformation? President-elect Donald Trump has announced vaccine sceptic Robert F. Kennedy Jr. as his pick for Secretary of Health and Human Services in the US. In the magazine this week, Matt Ridley explains that it's not the man himself that's as interesting, as the reasons how he has ended up in such a position: scientific misinformation has fuelled his rise. So how concerned should we be about medical misinformation? Firstly, Matt joined the podcast to explain his thesis and why reactions to the covid pandemic are to blame (16:24). Later, Sander van der Linden, professor of social psychology at the University of Cambridge, also joins the podcast to discuss his concerns and how susceptible we are here in Britain to misinformation (23:46). And finally: did you know that crude graffiti has a storied history? Harry Mount examines the notorious penis gang that has appeared in Dulwich, daubing penises across trees. Whatever you think of such graffiti, scribbling phalluses, and even erotic art, are actually as old as time – from ancient Rome to India. What's the line between graffiti and erotic art? And should Westerners be less prudish when confronted with these images? Harry joins the podcast alongside academic, and author of Pha(bu)llus: A Cultural History, Dr Alka Pande (30:50). Hosted by William Moore and Lara Prendergast. Produced by Patrick Gibbons.

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We take a break from our regularly scheduled programming for another episode of Office Hours, giving us a small break before starting up our next biography series. In this episode, we cover questions and corrections from our previous series on author Mary Shelley, in addition to talking about adult friendships, how to properly give hugs and handshakes, and why kilts (and therefore skirts and dresses) are anatomically more correct for men to wear. Tune in for a laid-back back episode of The Biographers!

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This one's for the penis'. Jeremie reviews the most recent product the podcast has received from a guest, made especially for the penis, inspired by real, watchable blow jobs. Truly the gift that will keep on giving. Take a listen to August's episode "Blowjobs Unlimited: The Mechanical Blowjob" to hear more about how Autoblow came to be and where you can find your very own VacuGlide, the toy that Jeremie is keeping for himself. Bryde tells Jeremie a bit about phalloplasty (penis surgery), the techniques involved in creating a penis (which includes, but is not limited to growing one on your arm for 4 months), and the outcomes for each kind of penis in terms of sensitivity, rigidity, and ability to urinate. If you have a penis or if you want one, maybe it's time to ask yourself whether you would sacrifice one of your own digits for it. Not an arm and a leg, but still pretty steep. See 1st source for photos. NSFW.Sources:https://www.cureus.com/articles/292183-phallus-reconstruction-using-the-third-finger-transplant-method-a-case-report#!/https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/12449578/https://www.mayoclinic.org/tests-procedures/penile-implants/about/pac-20384916https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK563292/https://www.hopkinsmedicine.org/health/treatment-tests-and-therapies/phalloplasty-for-gender-affirmation Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Jane's back in good dental health but she's not yet back on the apples (to Fi's delight). They cover Smooth Radio at the dentist, Jane's dislike for Toto and the importance of having an Olympics in common. Also, singer and songwriter Alison Moyet discusses her latest album ‘Key' and her upcoming tour with Jane. Our next book club pick has been announced! 'The Trouble with Goats and Sheep' by Joanna Cannon. If you want to contact the show to ask a question and get involved in the conversation then please email us: janeandfi@times.radio Follow us on Instagram! @janeandfiPodcast Producer: Eve SalusburyExecutive Producer: Rosie Cutler Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

If you're sitting there on a hot Summer day thinking to yourself, "I wish my wife/husband/significant other was better at this or did this more often or paid more attention to this aspect of our life," it might behoove you to take notes during this episode. Because as much as those tiny human flaws and eccentricities may annoy you on a daily basis, it could...and trust us on this one...always be much, much worse. Follow the podcast on Insta: @shttheydonttellyou Follow Nikki on Insta: @NikkiLimo Follow Steve on Insta: @SteveGreeneComedy To visit our Patreon: http://www.patreon.com/stikki To watch the podcast on YouTube: http://bit.ly/STDTYPodYouTube Don't forget to subscribe to the podcast for free wherever you're listening, or by using this link: http://bit.ly/ShtTheyDontTellYou If you want to support the show, and get all our episodes ad-free go to: https://stdty.supercast.tech/ If you like the show, telling a friend about it would be amazing! You can text, email, Tweet, or send this link to a friend: http://bit.ly/ShtTheyDontTellYou To submit your questions/feedback, email us at: podcast@nikki.limo To call in with questions/feedback, leave us a voicemail at: (765) 734-0840 To watch more Nikki & Steve on YouTube: http://www.youtube.com/nikkilimo To watch more of Nikki talking about Poker: https://www.twitch.tv/trickniks To check out Nikki's Jewelry Line: https://kittensandcoffee.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Man Calms Down By Walking 450km After Fight With Wife How Do You Cool Off After A Fight? Tommy's Will What Do You Want From Tommy's Will? Time Game What Is Tommy Reading/Listening To? GUEST: Investigative Journalist - Ellie Flynn Hotties For Harris Crushing Lemons For Hard RatedSubscribe on LiSTNR: https://play.listnr.com/podcasts/carrie-and-tommySee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Welcome metal freaks, to a new episode of the great metal debate podcast. Today, we will be talking about the new album from Cemetery Rapist - From My Puddle Phillic Drip. This calls for celebration as Clay, the one man menace has dropped his first new record in 10 years! Many of us underground metal fans have at least stumbled upon Clay's work through side-links on YouTube. I know that's how I personally discovered Cemetery Rapist way back in 2009. One minute your metalhead friend will tell you about a band like Devourment. Then a related video in the algorithm will pop up for a band like Putrid Pile. Then that video will lead you to Torsofuck, then that video will lead you to Sperm Swamp, then that video will lead you even further down the rabbit hole until you get to something like Cemetery Rapist. Its crazy how Clay has been making these tree frog noises for over 20 years. Its even crazier that we live in the United States of America where we have an essential freedom of speech, and yet ... in the 2020s, online censorship has been a major obstacle for Clay over the past few years. He has vented many times on Facebook about how frustrating it is that: bandcamp, soundcloud, amazon, spotify and other media platforms have given him too much trouble. In fact, the only reason its on bandcamp now is because it was released under the name of his own label Awful Goodness Records. Clay has also had many recent shows canceled over his band name alone. I truly feel bad for the guy. He's just trying to share his musical art with his cult following of fans who are deep into the underground scene. We praise him for his cricket sound abilities that were almost hindered about 5 years ago. I remember when he posted this scary picture of himself with a huge bulge in his neck. He said that he may never be able to do vocals again and many of us felt bad for him. Luckily he made a full recovery from whatever that was but I have definitely noticed the change in vocal pitch. His signature amphibious mating call now sounds like it has more bass to it and he honestly sounds better than ever! Also, the programmed poppy snare drums that remind us all of the band Echymosis hasn't changed a bit so that's good. I'll always love his classics such as: "Herpes Injection", "Death By RuRu", "Bent Over And Butt Dozered", "Wake Up to Bake Up", "Retarded Rectum Ripper" and "Midwest Cop Killer" to name a few. I even enjoyed the Putrid Pile cover he did for the song "Food For The Maggots". But this new record is my favorite. The tracks I enjoyed the most were: "Craving Cunt That Needs No Shaving", **laughing** sorry, it's hard to read these song titles without laughing. "Addicted To Poverty Pussy", "Pregnancy Taste Test" and "Face Raped On The First Date". That's not politically correct at all! Most bands in the pornogrind genre are only good in moderation but Cemetery Rapist is one of the few exceptions. I could listen to him any time. I can't wait to get lucky enough to see him live one day. Who knows, maybe Tampa Bay can host him at The Brass Mug. Too bad I didn't see him on the line-up for Florida Extreme Metal Fest. Anyway, if you're into this explicit type of music with riskay audio clip intros and you aren't easily offended by gruesome album cover art, then by all means check this out. I won't give this one a rating due to the lack of variety for the entire sub-genre. If you like pornogrind, you pretty much already know what you're getting yourself into. This type of music is definitely not for everyone but it might be an acquired taste for some. Anyway, check it out if you're interested. Just as a reminder, you can hear thia new album on bandcamp but just make sure you search for Awful Goodness Records to find it. The only places you can hear his old material is through YouTube but he also has his website onemanmenace.com which is where you can listen to full albums including his other projects and its where you can buy his merch.

Sarah is going solo camping, so she's preparing to fight man and beast by herself. We discuss how reality tv never was what it seemed and there were always interventions from producers to make the show "more interesting." And we're talking to Emily Nussbaum about her book, Cue the Sun: The Invention of Reality TV, to learn more about it all! Sarah explains a lot about the remains of Lucy, but in case you were like Susie and assumed she meant the comedic actress, you'd be wrong. She's talking about the archeological specimen. We hear why Lucy is hairless and how we know. Plus, we find out way more than we even wanted to about lice.Listen to more podcasts like this: https://wavepodcastnetwork.comJoin our Candy Club, shop our merch, sign-up for our free newsletter, & more by visiting The Brain Candy Podcast website: https://www.thebraincandypodcast.comConnect with us on social media:BCP Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/braincandypodcastSusie's Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/susiemeisterSarah's Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/imsarahriceBCP on X: https://www.x.com/braincandypodSponsors:Head to https://moshlife.com/braincandy to save 20% off plus FREE shipping on your first 6-count Trial Pack!Visit https://www.carawayhome.com/braincandy you can take an additional 10% off your next purchase!See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

We're back with more pizza after an unannounced week off and we have stories to tell! Join us for a hilarious and insightful episode of Corporate Pizza Party! We kick things off with Farrah sharing her wild adventures in Texas and a particularly funny story about cookies from a San Francisco bakery known for its phallic-shaped treats. Listen in as we laugh about the idea of Farrah gifting these unique cookies to her family and the humorous mental image it sparks in Dan's mind.  Mike recounts his recent trip to Washington DC, where he had the unique experience of being escorted through the State Department with heightened security for a TikTok filming. This amusing yet serious journey leads to a broader discussion about federal job opportunities and the latest misleading job search tool on Linkedin Finally, we share some outrageous recruiter stories and job search strategies, from a candidate who hand-chiseled his resume into metal to another who brought an emotional support chicken to an interview. These wild anecdotes highlight the unpredictable nature of the hiring process. We also have exciting news about RecFest, where both Mike and Farrah will be speaking on a panel. Get your tickets and join us at RecFest for even more engaging conversations and networking opportunities. Don't miss out on this fun-filled episode!   Don't forget to follow, rate and review the pod! _______________________________________________________________________________   Follow Dan on TikTok @TheDanfromHR and Instagram @DanfromHR  Follow Farah on TikTok and Instragram @Farahsharghi Follow Mike on Tiktok and Instagram @Realisticrecruiting Follow Corporate Pizza Party on TikTok and Instagram @corporatepizzapod and www.corporatepizzaparty.com Contact us  Cpp@corporatepizzaparty.com

Welcome aboard our Safe Space Ship!   Your Co- Captains, Ariana Perry and Amanda Catron, will be hosting this completely spoiled, totally unofficial, deep dive into Our Flag Means Death every Tuesday!   This week we're talking about phallic imagery in Our Flag Means Death   CW: While we are talking about phallic imagery it is largely ungendered   Episode Mentions:  Never Left Pateron   Don't forget to follow us on social media (@NeverLeftPod on Twitter, NeverLeftPodcast on Ig, Never Left on FB), and check out our new Pateron.. The links are in our linktree, as we prepare to dive in!  Feel free to contact us at neverleftofmd@gmail.com with any thoughts or questions   Please remember to #DontStreamOnMax and #FireDavidZaslav If you want you can also let Netflix, Amazon Prime and Apple + know that you would still love to see Our Flag Means Death on their platforms. #SaveOFMD #AdoptOurCrew   Our artwork was created by Amy Gleason, you can see more of her art @AmysBirdHouse on instagram and in the comic series Mighty Mascots.   Our theme music is Gnossienne 5 by Erik Satie, preformed by La Pianista   Image Description: A lighthouse stands above the inn, wrapped in a purple Kraken tentacle. The text reads "Never Left: Our Flag Means Death"    

Rob Bliss is an artist and illustrator for Magic The Gathering. Rob is also a concept artist and has worked on productions such as Harry Potter, Guardians of the Galaxy, and The Dark Knight. 0:00 Intro 1:00 Speaking engagements 5:08 How Rob developed his style 12:30 Early life as artist 15:23 Imitation breeds uniqueness 20:21 Strength of initial arrogance 23:34 "Making it" as a young artist 30:38 The 2000 AD comic book experience 38:29 Moving into concept art 39:29 Illustrating Magic cards 47:04 Phallic images - setting the record straight 59:32 "I'll quit something because I hate doing it" 1:04:36 On conforming as a creative 1:15:50 Working on the Harry Potter movies 1:21:43 Working with Guardians of the Galaxy 1:28:11 On humor and opening up to people 1:33:28 Playing records as a DJ 1:40:16 On public speaking Patreon: patreon.com/humansofmagic

This week DPR continues their Patreon Selection Series with Toni Horstman's pick, “Full Dark, No Stars”. This week we're covering the story and movie, “1922”. Join us as we discuss, the marital troubles of the James Family, the cult of true womanhood, the Conniving Man, the manipulation of Henry, matricide, cow cover, swarms of rats, the way $75 dooms them all, Josh gets “pitchy”, Arlette's final revenge, the Sweetheart Bandits, and an ending that leaves more questions than answers. We're going back to the well in Episode 159, “Not Phallic Enough, Son!” Join our Discord community: https://discord.gg/ZNJvTgShkk For more Derry Public Radio, head over to www.patreon.com/derrypublicradio for exclusive episodes, early releases, and more bonus content! For everything else: https://linktr.ee/derrypublicradio

Hello, hello everyone and welcome to a brand new “bad guy” episode of AAD.  We give our best and worst DC movie villains of all time, in honor of Memorial Day talk DC militant leaders, and TONS of Jokers keep coming up.  AB goes off on Lanterns, Miss Junk goes off on Retpmus, BIFF is enchanted by belly dancers, and why does Sekju have a crush on Michael B. Jordan?  Same AAD time… same AAD channel…. a new episode is one click away!Buy our merch https://atlantis-after-dark.myspreadshop.com/Visit our website https://www.atlantisafterdark.com

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We list our habits that make us not as productive as we'd like, Archaeologists in France found an ancient cemetery with some interesting pendants, and Dawn interprets your dreams! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

We are getting back into the world of cryptids today as we take a look at some of the most obscure and amusing cryptids we've ever come across. Join us as we get into tales of; the Monster of Dildo Pond, the Czechoslovakian Dong Wrangler, and the Oviedo Dick Monster. We'll also take a look as some paranormal high strangeness known as the Oviedo Lights. 4/20 is upon is and it's time to get freaky as we take a look at these tall tales and local legends, all this and more in today's episode... Have you had an encounter with a strange cryptid? if so tell us about it by texting or dialing 619-866-6432 and keep your head on a swivel folks! Top 10 Ridiculous Cryptids link : https://cryptidz.fandom.com/wiki/Top_Ten_Ridiculous_Cryptids#2. Newspaper Archives: UCF articles: https://stars.library.ucf.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1030&context=centralfloridafuture https://stars.library.ucf.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1031&context=centralfloridafuture Orlando Sentinel articles: https://www.newspapers.com/article/the-orlando-sentinel-eere-tales-around-o/136971597/ https://www.newspapers.com/article/the-orlando-sentinel-oviedo-ghost-lights/136971276/ https://www.newspapers.com/article/orlando-evening-star-norbert-hyman-17/136973692/ Vancouver Sun article: https://www.newspapers.com/article/the-vancouver-sun-1950-12-09-the-dildo-m/76377466/ Music Credit: Blinded By The Light - Eddie629 (Manfred Mann's Earth Band cover)

0:00 — Welcome! Peter's tribute to Pat6:20 — Braxton returns from his honeymoon in Italy, recaps the trip; best bite, why he ate bbq, popular foods and drinks 21:50 — March Madness is here! Pepsi & DraftKings teaming up to give someone $100k if they get every game wrong; why this might be our most successful year with brackets27:30 — Did NCAA committee get it right? Which teams got snubbed? Why some conferences were favored, others not; how are First Four teams determined? Virginia in the First Four was AWFUL 32:50 — Should NCAA tournament be extended to 96 teams? If not, should it be expanded at all?38:05 — Disturbing phallic bracket trend… will it happen again? 42:10 — NCAA Tournament breakdown: Which teams are rolling in hot to the NCAA Tournament? Which Cinderellas have the biggest shot to advance? Darlings of the tourney; bets on the tourney 50:45 — Which No. 1 team are you most concerned about and why is it Purdue? 56:05 — Teams on upset alert in NCAA Tournament; Minus fandom… Which team do you always seem to favor in brackets? Why Duke doesn't have it this year and the advantage of having a deep bench1:11:50 — NFL News and Notes: Netflix coming out with ‘Receiver'… did Travis Kelce turn it down? Which player are you most looking forward to seeing? Free agency continues 1:18:35 — RGIII thinks Caleb Williams should demand the Bears don't draft him; Chicago did Justin Fields dirty; Caleb Williams might have a built in excuse if he fails 1:23:45 — Justin Fields being dealt to Pittsburgh, regardless of what Bears got in return, could be biggest blessing; same goes for Russell Wilson 1:32:10 — Kenny Pickett dealt to the Eagles…. A mismatch in talent, skillset? 

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New York City might have a new skyscraper that will draw snickers from middle schoolers everywhere. No, it doesn't look phallic, but it does have a really phallic name. If you can manage to make it through the day without naming your skyscraper something that could draw snickers from middle-school boys and men alike… you're doing OK! Source: https://gothamist.com/news/midtown-leaders-call-for-housing-not-tennis-courts-on-site-of-stalled-penn15-skyscraper?fbclid=IwAR3eAiur3ZZhTp86-SqbMDpZPRFeU-OljP2fFq2gPHDw6CKqHvcwMCmvHXk

LinksCheck out Nicole's wonderful art, writing, and activism here https://linktr.ee/satiricoleThe late, great Magdalen Berns' youtube channel https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCvTTakI97sQ4SkMnsH8r0qQRebecca Reilly-Cooper: Critically examining the doctrine of gender identity https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPVNxYkawaoNyad https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3anCgVSQb3QProgrammes about lesbians turning into programmes about drag queens https://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-13015647/Lucy-Worsley-fire-feminist-BBC-Lady-Killers-podcast-episode-lesbian-invisibility-shifts-focus-discrimination-male-drag-artists.htmlIs the world friendlier when you are a straight woman? (Paywall) https://www.thetimes.co.uk/article/im-bisexual-but-the-world-felt-friendlier-when-i-passed-as-straight-tmvxxq5hmPhallic pride column revealed at London Bridge station (Paywall) https://www.telegraph.co.uk/columnists/2024/01/30/london-bridge-pride-column-trains-virtue-signalling/ This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit www.thelesbianprojectpod.com/subscribe

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If you want a free sticker or magnet, reach out to us on social media or send us a DM. Please make sure you rate us 5 stars and leave a review for us on iTunes or wherever you listen, this goes a long way to helping us grow. Welcome back! This week the guys talk about fast food, Vice Presidents, Travis tries to come up with new goat names, Mike getting phallic items shoved in his mouth and Travis proposes a terrible hypothetical. As always, the guys close out the show playing a game of trash or treasure as well as Deane's List.. thanks again for checking us out, we really do appreciate you all!! *theme music from @Copyright Free Music on YouTube*

Wrapping up our “Folk Around and Find Out” triple feature, join us as we brave the Stonerich Cavern in Ken Russell's loose (in more ways than one) adaptation of Bram Stoker's pagan horror novel, THE LAIR OF THE WHITE WORM, starring Peter Capaldi, Amanda Donohoe, Hugh Grant, Sammi Davis, and Catherine Oxenberg. The film is a surreal and visually stunning horror-comedy based on the legend of The Lambton Worm. We discuss the connections between the ancient pagan beliefs and the cyclical nature of life and the power of nature over humanity. Oh, and we find out that Doctor Who's Peter Capaldi is actually a past version of Harold Ramis.Check out "The Loathsome Lambton Worm" on  Apple Podcasts - https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-loathsome-lambton-worm/id1483582989 Make sure to subscribe on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, or anywhere you get your podcasts.Want to support the show and save 20% on Fangoria? Visit shop.fangoria.com/howimetyourmonster and enter PROMO CODE: HOWIMETYOURMONSTER at checkout!Looking for How I Met Your Monster merch? Check out TeePublic https://bit.ly/howimetyourmonstermerch

In this episode, Shawn and David discuss Chapters 20-24 of the Volsung Saga, where Sigurd has 2 completely different meetings with the Valkyrie, Brynhild. There is also a chapter dedicated solely to how beautiful Sigurd himself is. Shawn says the word, "inconsistency" 40,384 times.Also, the pair discuss Brynhild's words to Sigurd and how she may actually be warning him of his lust for her as opposed to her accepting his advances. Apologies at the beginning of the episode David is still waking up and says Shawn McGrath-Muniz rather than Patrick McGrath-Muniz.Podcast Psyche (Formerly ‘Therapy for Guys') with Quique Autrey and there are several episodes on Archetypes in Tarot, which has an indirect link to Archetypes in Nordic Runes as a system of divination.https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/psyche/id1621354883The Emperor and Phallic symbolism.https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/patrick-mcgrath-mu%C3%B1iz-the-emperor/id1621354883?i=1000597054940The Foolhttps://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-fool-an-archetype-for-the-modern-man/id1621354883?i=1000559145424Patrick's current gallery show in Santa Fe, NM runs through the end of the year.https://evokecontemporary.com/special-promo/Patrick-mcgrath-Muniz-SP.htmlWays to support us:If you have been enjoying our show, please write a 5 star review on itunes to help spread our podcast to a wider audience: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/between-two-ravens-a-norse-mythology-podcast/id1604263830Follow us or leave a message on Instagram:Instagram: (@BetweenTwoRavens): https://www.instagram.com/betweentworavens/Check out David's writing: Prosoche Project (www.prosocheproject.com).Walled Garden (https://thewalledgarden.com/davidalexander)Our podcast is part of The Walled Garden Podcast Network. The Walled Garden is committed to the pursuit of Truth, Wisdom, Virtue, and the Divine, wherever it might be found. Visit thewalledgarden.com to learn more. This show is part of the Spreaker Prime Network, if you are interested in advertising on this podcast, contact us at https://www.spreaker.com/show/5910787/advertisementThis show is part of the Spreaker Prime Network, if you are interested in advertising on this podcast, contact us at https://www.spreaker.com/show/5910787/advertisement

Dear Pennies and Pallers, This week we are joined by our friend Irene Tu!  In letter one, a scorned, petty lover is mad that his wife did an escape room without him. Letter two is from Callie, who has a not-so kid-friendly photo hanging in her bathroom. We also talk about Cinco de Mayo, Jumanji, and more! We wish you well, sincerely, Your Pen Pals Daniel Van Kirk and Rory Scovel

Today on the podcast, I have Jessie Golden on! Jess helps women find freedom when it comes to food obsessions while they learn to become present with your choices and behaviors. But I personally just see her as my close friend who I can have tough chats with. This podcast we get into ozempic, why people quickly jump to hating someone who doesn't believe their same narrative, and many things in between those hot button topics...like how challenging it is to have a puppy. Follow Jessie Golden on instagram 4 Steps to Stop Obsessing About Food Support the podcast by clicking the Subscribe button on iTunes and please a review only if you love the podcast! There is enough negativity in this world, don't spread more. I love hearing about what YOU want me to talk about so feel free to leave on comment here or on social media with topics you'd like me to cover! And don't forget, some posts have affiliate links which I may be compensated from. This compensation helps with keeping this blog and up and running! Thank you so much for your support, you guys are amazing!

In episode 1405, Miles and guest co-host Matt Lieb, are joined by rapper, Propaganda, to discuss… Steven Crowder Claims He Was Offered a Slave Deal from DW, Martin Luther King Jr. Sculpture Inspires (Dumb) Controversy, The NHL Blew Their Culture War Moment, Velma: Secret Right Wing Psyop? And more! Steven Crowder Claims He Was Offered a Slave Deal from DW Martin Luther King Jr. Sculpture Inspires (Dumb) Controversy Megyn Kelly weighs in on ‘woke' MLK statue: ‘It looks like a giant penis' Martin Luther King's son defends controversial new headless statue The NHL Blew Their Culture War Moment DeSantis Admin Demands NHL Remove ‘Discriminatory Prohibitions' from Minority-Only Hockey Summit 'Wearing Pride colours shows respect': You Can Play responds to Provorov boycott of Flyers' tribute Sports pundit slams Flyers player for skipping team's Pride festivities, calls on NHL to fine Philly Velma: Secret Right Wing Psyop? ‘Velma' Is So Bad It's Spawned Psyop Conspiracy Theories Conspiracy theories surround Scooby-Doo spinoff ‘Velma': ‘Leftists are claiming it was a right wing psyop' Why Did Mindy Kaling Like This JK Rowling Tweet? Mindy Kaling Says ‘The Office' Is ‘So Inappropriate Now' and Couldn't Be Made Today: Most Characters ‘Would Be Canceled' "Republican" Mindy Kaling brings gun-rights humor to her show Mindy Kaling: I'm not a Republican LISTEN: No Face No Case (feat. Azola Dlamini) by A-StarSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.