Podcast appearances and mentions of Ron Jeremy

Send us a textA dysfunctional group of friends run a radio show of some renown. The producer of the show attempts to innovate by creating a new ad to promote the show, which somehow ends up triggering a zombie outbreak. On Episode 693 of Trick or Treat Radio we discuss the Indonesian zombie flick The Elixir from director Kimo Stamboel! We also have a mini retrospective on James Gunn and his humble beginnings with Troma, we react to the very pretty trailer for the upcoming film Reflections in a Dead Diamond, and talk about trying to make your zombie movie stand out from the pack. So grab a bottle of magical elixir, RSVP to the circumcision party, and strap on for the world's most dangerous podcast!Stuff we talk about: Shout/Scream Factory, Gruv, Zohran is All Elite, welcome new listeners, The Mask of Fu Manchu, The Son of Dracula, Lon Chaney Jr., Demons of the Mind, Robocop 3, The Bone Collector, Alien Uprising, Christy, Red Letter Day, Basement Jack, Hansel and Gretel, Corin Nemec, The Green Mile, House on Haunted Hill, The Faculty, Lord of Illusions, Hemlock Grove, Robert Patrick, Terminator 2, The Faculty, Fire in the Sky, The Card Player, Manitou, Day of the Animals, Baron Blood, Lisa and the Devil, Ghostbusters 2, Henry Hall, The 13th Guest, The Peacemaker, John Cena, Tim Meadows, Man of Tomorrow, Checkmate, ignorance can hurt, James Gunn, Tromeo and Juliet, Lloyd Kaufman, Toxic Avenger IV: Citizen Toxie, Ron Jeremy, Lanterns, Reno 911, The State, Kerri Kenney, Joe Lo Truglio, Nick Swardson, Wet Hot American Summer, Sleepaway Camp, Super, Movie 43, RIP Diane Ladd, Stacey Keach, Reflections in a Dead Diamond, Helene Cattet, Bruno Forzani, Guy Fawkes, The Elixir, The Sadness, Train to Busan, Shaun of the Dead, Kimo Stamboel, The Jerk, Rob Jabbaz, Warm Bodies, Fido, Pontypool, The Battery, circumcision party, Mel Brooks, Dawn of the Dead, The Night Comes For Us, Spinal Tap, the old Castle Wolfenstein, Patreon Takeover, Evil Corny, Frankenberry, Guillermo del Toro's Frankenstein, Opus, The Elixir Initiative, and sitting on the edge of your toilet.Support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/trickortreatradioJoin our Discord Community: discord.trickortreatradio.comSend Email/Voicemail: mailto:podcast@trickortreatradio.comVisit our website: http://trickortreatradio.comStart your own podcast: https://www.buzzsprout.com/?referrer_id=386Use our Amazon link: http://amzn.to/2CTdZzKFB Group: http://www.facebook.com/groups/trickortreatradioTwitter: http://twitter.com/TrickTreatRadioFacebook: http://facebook.com/TrickOrTreatRadioYouTube: http://youtube.com/TrickOrTreatRadioInstagram: http://instagram.com/TrickorTreatRadioSupport the show

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 21 Beyond Bed  Breakfast In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.   Defiance is not common because to rebel is to become friendless            "What is it with you and butt-sex? Not that I mind, but you seem obsessed with it," Tawny asked. "I don't care one way or another, actually. I'm in a Christian school so vaginal virginity is a normal expectation, so it is oral and anal sex for me," I explained. "With Paige, my desire is based on her blanket rejection of the idea before we'd had sex at all. If I let her hold herself back because of an irrational fear, I would be doing her a disservice. I owe it to every lover to give it my all." "I hate Christina," Tawny muttered. "Why?" I inquired as we walked down the street. "We agreed that if either one of us were to sleep with you, we would warn the other one first," she regaled me with this bit of unexpected news. "I suppose that I could complain about you ladies making deals concerning my time and body without consulting me, or maybe how, having told me this, I won't sleep with either one of you, or perhaps I'll simply announce how I'm going to another school in another state next semester but I'm done with the bluster and pissy-ness for a while," I sighed. "Instead, I'm going to exact a promise from you two," I stated. Tawny and I stopped walking and stared into each other's eyes. "The loser has to get the winner's name tattooed on their ass. That's my condition." "That's nuts," Tawny chuckled. "I'm not going to have another girl's name tattooed on my ass." "Then drop out of your little agreement if you think I'm not worth it or that you will lose," I suggested. Tawny didn't reply, instead walking down the street once more. "We could have sex right now if you want," I said once we were side-by-side again. "You would break your pledge for me?" Tawny asked. "If you want to see Christina's ass with your name tattooed on it," I answered. "She'd never forgive either of us," Tawny noted. "Absolutely. She'd get the tat but she'd be very disappointed in us both," I agreed. "Is this how you repay me for saving you inside the warehouse?" Tawny questioned. "I'm not treating you like a sorority president or a graduating senior; I'm treating you like a desirable woman, a potential lover, and someone forced to think on an entirely personal, selfish level for once," I said. "I respect you enough to give you a moral challenge." Tawny stopped and pulled out her phone and dialed up a number but hesitated before sending it. "Hello, Christina; Tawny here," she started. "I have Zane with me outside the party and am seriously thinking about requesting him to have sex with me." I missed what Christina said. "Yes, I made him aware of the bet and he agreed anyway, but added that you would tattoo my name on your ass if we did it tonight. Is that acceptable?" Again, I missed Christina's comment. "Oh, he is very aware that you would be disappointed in him, and he did a good job of leading me on but he has no intention of following through on his little dare; he loves you too much. I almost fell for his ruse but then he revealed how much he cared about me and I figured it out," Tawny grinned at me, leaving me embarrassed. Christina spoke again. "Yes, I guess that means I might get 'Christina' tattooed to my ass. It is worth it," Tawny related to Christina. "I knew you would want to hear about this, he's still pining away for you." Christina got off a statement and Tawny laughed. "We should get together for dinner sometime, Christina, just the two of us. Take care now." "She wants you to know they won the game 3-1," Tawny told me as she put away her phone. "I'm not sure I want to marry you," Tawny mused. "You are very complicated and you could be a bit more truthful in your dealings." "My Uncle Tim sort of beat that honesty out of me but I'll make an effort on your behalf," I allowed. "Zane, that woman on the motorcycle is looking at us intently. Do you know her?" Tawny cautioned me. It was Willa and I didn't expect to see her tonight. "Willa?" I called out to the biker chick. She responded by waving a thin plastic card in my direction. It looked a lot like my fake ID I'd requested as a joke. "Tawny, hang back," I said in a serious tone. "Hey, Zane, I was curious to see your car parked down the street," Willa said as she dismounted her ride. "I thought you might be going to the Fallout Shelter and I wanted to talk with you first." "I wasn't planning on it," I replied. "Willa, this is Tawny. She's a senior at UV. Tawny, this is Willa; she's a Warlord motorcycle club member and she helped save Rio Thursday night." "Have you come to regret that decision yet?" Tawny asked Willa. Willa was uncertain for a second, then she smiled. "Not yet, but I haven't see her again either," Willa answered. "Please remember that Zane loves her dearly," Tawny said. "He'd become really upset if she ended up hospitalized or worse." "I figured that out when he took on thirty Warlords in order to rescue her after she made a colossal screw up," Willa informed Tawny. She handed me the fake ID, which I examined. "Hey," I complained, "this says I'm Ruckus Tanner, a sixty-eight-year-old black man." "No, it does not," she squawked as she ripped the card back and examined it. Since the ID said I was G. Zane Braxton, had my picture, and told the world I was 21, Willa looked up and glared at me. "Not funny," she snapped. I imagine she'd leapt through a few hoops with the Feds to get me this thing this quickly. "That's Zane being an ass once more," Tawny mocked me. "He does that to diffuse uncomfortable situations he finds himself in. The thing is, what is he uncomfortable about? Hi, we haven't been formally introduced. I'm Tawny Flores, President of the UV Kappa Sigma sorority." "Hmm, what was sex with him like?" Willa asked. "We've never had sex, she's just a friend, nothing to discuss," I interrupted. "No, I have not had sex with Zane, but I have been in bed with him totally naked. It is kind of a delicious memory I use from time to time," Tawny moaned sensually. "The thing is, what is your favorite Zane memory, and why didn't he tell you who I was?" "Zane, do you have a favorite memory of me?" Willa questioned me. "Your heels digging into my ass as you wrapped your legs around me and the tips of our tongues touched," I declared instantly. Willa blinked, somewhat startled at my accurate recall. "Do you have one of me?" Tawny inquired as she came up and put a hand on my shoulder as she positioned herself to my right side and slightly back. "Yes. It involves something about getting over 'that heartache'," I responded. Tawny squeezed my shoulder with some empathy for the memory. Willa looked to us for the context. "Him, me and his girlfriend, his real girlfriend, on another sister's bed; we were clothed and he was completely naked and totally aroused," Tawny smiled happily with the memory. "Zane, why didn't you jump her bones?" Willa looked me over. "I knew I was outmatched after that first kiss," I embellished the truth. "To be fair to Zane, he didn't have any clothes to put on and we weren't the two girls he'd been having sex with," Tawny snickered. "His confidence may have been shaken." "I find that hard to believe," Willa joked. I huffed and started down the street once more. Willa and Tawny fell in behind me in hushed conversation that I did my best to ignore. I walked down one more block, then turned to the left and entered a more occupied area. I also noted the sign for the Fallout Shelter. The Fallout Shelter I looked over my shoulder and caught Willa studying me. "Willa, do you know this place?" I asked. I figured she was actually hanging around to see if I was going to meet with Belle tonight and I was giving her some choices to make. "It's a nice place," Willa shrugged. "More of a college crowd hangout, though." "Tawny?" I inquired. "I've been inside a few times but they are more of an alternative rock crowd. But since we are here, we might as well take a look," Tawny reasoned. I was sure Willa wasn't happy with that answer but she followed us in anyway. As per custom, I was carded at the door by this solid-looking blonde guy named Bill running off toward premature baldness who could have used a few less beers and a few more days at the gym. By the look of his knuckles and face, he was familiar with fighting if not avoiding blows. He gave my new ID a cursory glance, almost handed it back, then froze. His eyes went from bored to furious in a second. Willa pushed me forward into the club before Bill could react We had to immediately race down a set of stairs because the Fallout Shelter had cut out the first floor so that the main floor was the old basement. Around the place was a series of catwalks that let you traverse the place above the chaos. Once on the main floor we migrated toward the bar. A band with a lot of volume and some sort of political message rendered largely unintelligible by the lead singer/bassist slurring or screaming his words was in the midst of their set so we got there quickly. Belle finished serving up beers to two girls who had this wiccan/goth thing going on, including dreadlocks. Belle's eyes took in the three of us, then settled back on me with a wicked gleam. "So, how did you get past Bill, who's the serious bitch, and I'm afraid I have to card you," Belle grinned. I handed her my new card. She looked it over, her grin becoming a smile. "This is a good one," she nodded, and handed it back. "Bill recognized me but Willa shoved us past him before he could punch me," I informed Belle. "He'll be down here soon enough. Lee, the head bouncer, knows about his temper and won't let him come down for a few minutes. Let me get you some drinks. Grab a table and I'll be right over," Belle told us. A small group of UV kids broke away from a table. One guy got sick, his buddy took him toward the bathrooms, and the boy/girl couple took their absence as an excuse to slip off. We grabbed their seats and took in an awkward moment. It was broken by the arrival of Belle and some beers. She put one down in front of Tawny and then Belle, then put two down in front of me. As I was figuring that out, Belle straddled me and sat so we faced one another. She had a seductive twist to her lips, part impish, part desire. She leaned in and started kissing me deeply without preamble and pushing her hips into mine. I had dire duo distraction of Belle having shed her bra behind the bar and her being in a crop-top red Harley-Davidson t-shirt. Belle kept pushing into me so I rested my hands on her hips and tried to push her back gently. Belle was having none of that. My seat began tilting back and I opted for a more aggressive strategy. I let my hands migrate up her waist and around to her back until I hooked both her shoulders. This had the added benefit of pulling the front of the shirt tight against her breasts. "Does this happen to him much?" Willa asked Tawny. "You've obviously never seen the footage of my sorority tying him to a cross out in the woods," Tawny responded. "So, yes, this happens to him more than any person I've ever known." "Does it bother you that we are both here on a Saturday night watching him make out with somebody else?" Belle inquired next. "I don't know about you but Zane needs me," Tawny mused. "He has a severe lack of guy friends so some of us ladies have to step up and be his wingman, woman." "Do you think he has a problem with male-bonding?" Willa questioned. Had I not had a mouthful of Belle's tongue pinning my own tongue down, I would have told them I had plenty of guy friends in Thailand and in my old private school. As this was going on my chair kept edging farther and farther over until it started to topple. Belle lashed out with her feet, catching the bottom of the table with her heels while her body pressed down on me. I slid my hand down her back to her jeans. I tried to wiggle a hand inside but her jeans were far too tight, a fact she gloated over. "Sorry," Belle teased me, "but you're not getting in." Me, I've always loved a challenge. I moved my hands around, popped her top button, and unzipped her pants slowly. I imagine three of us were waiting for Belle to drop the hammer on me but she didn't. When she didn't I slipped my left hand inside the front of her panties and snaked my right around to her ass-cheek. Belle was still doing her level best to overwhelm my breath control and take away my last breath. She might have forced me to break contact first if she had been able to stifle her own moan as my hands stroked her pubic hair and cupped her ass. Even as we went back to the face-dancing, I noticed more than a few covetous gazes being shot our way. Belle really was some kind of college-boy tease. I could now push my hands closer together by reaching underneath her. I rubbed against her clit with my middle and ring fingers, doubling back for the sensation before dipping into her thick, creamy, and steaming-hot cunt. My right trekked down and stretched the sanctity of her anus. Belle bucked up against me several times in rapid succession. "Should we get some ice to throw on them?" Tawny muttered. "Maybe we should get them a private room." Willa countered. For a counterpoint to the shit my other two women were giving me, I wedged a third finger into her cunt and began stroking her sweet spot. "Oh, hell no," Belle gasped. She stopped kissing me and dove into my ear which she worried with savagely applied teeth. I growled through the pain and increased my rhythm and depth of my attentions. Her anus gave way and I was fucking her from both sides simultaneously, causing her gyrations to become much more intense and erratic. Belle let go of my ear and rested her chin on my shoulder in one last ditch effort to stave off her climax. I turned on the pressure and the dam broke. I lashed up with my feet to connect with the table to stop us from falling over as Belle's body thrashed against mine and she screamed into my shoulder, the biting down with the teeth I could have done without. I was relentless and merciless to Belle now. I pinched and twisted her clit hard between my thumb and forefinger; at the same time I slipped the first digit of a second finger into her rectum. Belle hiccupped, gave a jolt, and began screaming and thrashing again. At the same time she started sobbing between screams, muffled somewhat by her fist, which she was chewing on. With the second orgasm over, I relented and let her nestle against my chest, breathing heavily. "I so need to get laid," Willa muttered. "Amen to that. And to think he's next door to me every weekend with easy access to his second story window," Tawny agreed. I began righting Belle when she pressed her hands against me and sat up. "Keep your hands were they are," she murmured playfully. "Best damn orgasm I've had in years," she directed to our table companions, "and then he stacked another righteous one on top of that. I hate to say it but Tara (her twin sister, the Sheriff's Deputy) was right about this guy; I want one of my own." "Don't you already have a boyfriend?" I mentioned. "Bill. Eh, he's got the equipment but he's a quick shooter. If I'm lucky, I get thirty seconds (ouch!) and then its 'get me another beer' or he rolls over and goes to sleep," Belle enlightened us. "How is his foreplay?" Tawny inquired. "He laps like a dog," Belle shrugged, "and his fingers are strictly in and out like a piston. Who are you again?" She addressed Tawny. Tawny finished her little spiel right when a shadow fell upon my life. Bill had arrived. "What the fuck?" Bill growled as he took in me, Belle, and what I was doing to her, mainly pumping her fore and aft at a slow, gentle pace. "I'm going to pound you," he directed at me. "Oh, shut up, Bill," Belle sneered. "If I'm going to steal one of Tara's men, I'm going to make it the new one. Besides, he's done more for me in ten minutes than you've done for me all year, and since he's not trying to bore me to death with all that sports talk, I guess this is time to say we are done. Bye-bye." "You sow," Bill redirected his anger and balled up his fists. Of course, insulting a woman makes me do stupid things. I started to withdraw my hands and stand when Belle put a finger to my lips. "Hush now, Zane," she smiled. "I got this." She looked over her shoulder at Willa. "Is that fucking chivalry or what?" she laughed at my attempted action. Turning back to Bill, "If I have to dismount this man, I'm going to stomp your ass, and you know I can. You hit me once and I put you in the hospital, or do I need to remind you?" she said evenly. "I got you this fucking job. I got you the fucking place you live in, Bitch," Bill snarled. "You can keep the god-damn job and I'll be out by the end of the month," Belle shot back. Bill clenched and unclenched his fists tightly before turning and storming off. "Okay, what was that all about?" I wondered. "Meh, this shit was getting old," Belle told me. "I'll crash with Willa until I figure out what I want to do next." Willa's look was not one of ecstatic expectation, I was positive that none of this had been planned out before we walked through the door. "Belle, I hope I haven't sent you the wrong message," I started. "I am in school and it is a girl's school at that. I only stopped in to say hi." Belle returned to her rocking motion on my lap. "Don't sweat it, college-boy," Belle grinned, "Scratch that, girl's college-boy; I do what I want, go where I want, and take what I want. So, now that you've got me off, what can I do for you?" "You, me, and Tara in a three-way," was my gut response. Belle stopped moving and Willa looked grim. Tawny, like me, was ignorant of what I'd done wrong. "Why?" Belle asked, with an undercurrent of menace that I didn't miss. "You two are like a volcano and the sea, opposites that I bet are explosive and sizzling when you meet," I related. "We are twins, Zane," Belle informed me. "On the outside, maybe, but inside, sexually, you two are very different. You are not polar opposites but more like two separate paintings that use the same canvas and set of paints but go in totally different directions expressively," I explained. "So who's better, Tara or me?" was her next question. Tawny snorted. "Two totally different women. I mean, with you, I'd like to fuck you in the coat room of a black tie affair with High Society one thin wall away," I said. I could see from Belle's expression she wasn't getting what I was saying, implying that I'd hide her away, be my dirty little secret. "You in sheer black stockings and matching garter belt and half-bra, yummy." "Whoa, I have to admit that sounds lick-able," Willa noted. Belle was also reassessing my intentions and smiled. "With Tara, I'd like to break into a bed warehouse and test out a few of the mattresses about the place, illegal and exposed to the public view," I grinned. "I'd pay to see that," Belle chuckled. "You are a keeper, Zane." "You only say that because you want to stick it to your sister," I countered. "Yeah, when I came over here, that was the main reason, but now I'm angry that she found you first," Belle bitched. "She always had better luck with the boys than I did." "Bill was 'better'?" I wondered. "He was a big football jock in high school and he didn't cheat on her too much. You can guess that I dated some real losers, mostly college guys like you," Belle smirked. If you know of another college guy like Zane, spill," Tawny teased. "I want to get me one to call my very own." "Funny, funny, funny, ladies," I coughed. "Now if I don't get Belle off my lap I'm going to hammer her here in front of the general public. Since my goal this weekend is to avoid fighting, public displays of amusement, and intercourse in general, I'm taking a walk." "Hey," Belle wiggled in on my crotch, "I'm all partial to being fucked on the table and show all these cocksuckers what they've been missing. We might even get busted by my sister and spend the night in a cell together." "With Deacon all busted up let's not do the jail thing," Willa chimed in. "Let's not make it three run-ins with the law for his first 30 days at school," Tawny added. "Three, Zane, who else has corralled your ass since you've been with us?" Belle asked. "Officer Campbell got me when I was driving back to campus," I confessed, since I was suspicious that Christina had given Tawny some of the details of that night. "Yeah, we know her too," Willa said. "Rumor has it she can get a bit frisky." "Oh, come on, I was on a date," I evaded. "She had mercy on me and I left with a warning." "You fucked her," Belle leered after studying me for several seconds. "So, did she use cuffs?" "Front, back, top, and bottom, I left her a wreck on the back seat and she was finger-lickin' good," I unloaded. "She was fantastic. She gave my date and I all we could handle." "You got Heaven involved?" Tawny gasped. "Man, my life would be so much easier," I groaned, "if the people talking behind my back kept me in the loop. Yes, I got Heaven involved. It was a hell of a way to wrap up her first date night. By the way, this doesn't go beyond us; okay?" Belle looked at me intensely once more. "Are you going to lie to me?" she whispered as she placed her forehead against mine. "Yes, to protect you if I must," I replied beneath the thumping of the bass. "That's my choice to make, not yours, Zane," Belle breathed a sugary-sweet beer aroma. "Friends sacrifice a part of themselves for the ones they care about," I told her. "Why do you care?" she asked with more than the usual curiosity. "You are worth it," I answered. Again, there was another intense stare. "Are you doing this for my sister?" she continued her interrogation of me. "Nope," I kept it simple. Yet another attempt by Belle to read my soul followed. "Let's get you cleaned up," she grinned. I pulled my right hand out slow and wiped it on my jeans. I was bringing my left set of fingers to my mouth when she intercepted me by the wrist and led me up to her lips. She sucked the juices off two fingers and then fed me the other two to take care of. I zipped her up and fixed her button before she dismounted and took me by the hand to the men's room. Being occupied by men didn't dissuade Belle one bit. She leaned against the sink while I washed up without speaking. In fact, she remained silent until we stepped back into the narrow hallway that led back to the club floor or out back by a locked stairwell. Belle led me to the door and appeared to be thinking something over. "I heard a sick rumor that your lawyers caught my sister and her buddy when they ganged up on you. The rumor is, you covered for them," Belle glared. "Why would you do something so stupid for someone you didn't know?" "Do you know that I'm jealous of you?" I responded. "Happens all the time; I'm a free-spirit that makes my own way in the world," she smiled, but it was overshadowed by her bitterness. "No. You have a sister, you have family, someone you grew up with. I have my aunt who is from another world, essentially, and that's it," I related. "That may be why I never commit to any one person," I added. "Something in Rio reminds me of my Mom and Iona reminds me of someone I wish was family but isn't. I guess I keep looking until I find what I lost." "Gone is gone, Zane; there is no getting it back," Belle told me, but this time she was showing some real empathy. "Yeah," I joked, "and that is why you always drive the speed limit and park within the lines, because that is what everyone tells you to do." "Has anyone ever told you that you're insane?" Belle's teeth shone through with her smile. "Never, you would be the first," I lied, and by the gleam in my eyes she knew it. It was well past one when I finally had the gang rounded up and headed back out to our rides. It took all of twenty seconds for a buzz-happy Rio to realize that Willa and a now unemployed Belle tagged along. When she did, her look was one of ferocity. "Oh, hell no!" she snapped, and turned toward the two Warlord ladies. "I'm going to kick your ass." "Last time I saw you, Bitch, you were half way to the city's sewage system," Belle laughed back. "Want to go the rest of the way?" Rio surged against Mercy and Barbie Lynn's restraining hands while Willa pulled Belle back, and I ended up in the middle holding them both at bay. "Calm down Rio, it is cool now," I told my buddy. "Belle, this isn't what you think." Speaking of thinking; I had to think fast to figure a way to turn this situation around. I'd hoped that Rio would be so happy, she'd have let it lie for the night, silly me. "Rio, I'd like Belle to give us motorcycle lessons for the trip this summer, and to personally give you self-defense training," I spewed forth my hare-brained idea. "What the fuck?" questioned Belle. "Fuck that noise," Rio spat. "I don't need this dink to teach me how to fight." I wasn't sure what a 'dink' was but I doubt it had positive connotations. "Rio, you haven't picked a martial arts instructor yet and I think Belle's self-taught style would be somewhat attractive to you," I guessed. I had no clue as to Belle's fighting background. "I'd rather teach a goat how to use a unicycle than teach this moron how to ride a bike," Belle growled. "I'll pay you fifty dollars an hour per four students," I offered Belle. "She's a skank," Rio seethed. Belle, on the other hand, seemed to be coming around. "Fifty bucks-, per four people? What would I have to do?" Belle inquired. She was job hunting after all. "Teach them how to ride, for starters," Valarie came to my rescue, "plus basic maintenance, road lore, and stuff like that. You'd also have to teach Rio how to not get her ass kicked." "I keep telling you people, I don't need this bitch," Rio repeated. "Fine, Rio, but tell me, who is going to be your instructor?" I countered. "It can't be Mercy." "Want your knife back?" Belle grinned as she reached into her boot and pulled out the butterfly knife Val had given Rio on Thursday. "I don't know," Rio grumbled, "have you been using it as a sexual aid?" Belle snorted. "Fuck, with Zane around, who needs one?" Belle smiled wickedly. "Two orgasms in ten minutes at a table on the club floor and that was only with his tongue and fingers." "He'd have nailed her in the bathroom if it hadn't been for that whole 'no sex' thing," Tawny added. "I should have stuck with you, Zane," Paige tugged on my arm. "See where you ended up?" "Who is the ghost?" Belle asked snidely. "I'm Paige and Zane is with me this weekend," Paige challenged Belle, bad move. Sometimes reactions pull you one way and instincts send you in another. I went with instincts and let events play out. Belle scooped Paige up under each arm and hoisted her up. "You are what, 100 pounds? A whole weekend with him and he'd break you in two," Belle observed. "He needs a real woman, not a bit of fluff." It was time for me to become involved. I reached an arm around Paige's waist and took her weight onto me. Belle was kind enough to let go so I swung Paige up until I was carrying her in my arms. Paige switched her gaze between me and Belle twice, then latched onto me. "Okay, I win," Paige announced. "I'm the bit of fluff he comes to again and again, after all." "You are the freakiest group of people I've ever seen," Hank spoke up. "A sorority president and sisters" (Leigh and Jersey had joined us), "two Warlord bikers, Christian school girls, and a porn star, no offense, Zane." "Just another day ending in 'y'," Iona whispered. I caught that zing and snickered. "No offense taken, Hank," I joked back. "I'd rather have the memories and suffer through the condemnations of those who don't know me than miss out." "Dude, if you ever need a stand in," Finn added to the joy. He and Ginger had indeed hooked up again, so we were good on that front. Ginger did playfully thump him in the chest though. "Finn, you are already sleeping on the sofa tonight," Ginger teased. "Would you rather be out on the welcome mat?" "Thanks for letting us spend the night at your place," Barbie Lynn added to the play. "What?" Finn squawked. "Oh, come on, Babe." Ginger detached from Finn and wrapped an arm around Barbie Lynn's waist, who reciprocated the gesture. "Oh, come on, Babe," Ginger mimicked, "We want a little girl time, ya know, one on one." Barbie Lynn turned her head and exchanged a heated kiss with Ginger that decidedly aroused me. I hated to think what Finn was going through. "Dudes, I'm going down to the river," Finn groaned. "Wouldn't a cold shower be better and safer?" Leigh asked. "I'm not going to cool down; I'm going to drown my stupid ass for stepping out on Ginger at the start of the night," Finn sighed. "I deserve this." "That's what I wanted to hear," Ginger gloated. She gave another quick kiss to Barbie then glided back to Finn. "It's okay, Honey, I forgive you." "Thanks Babe," Finn kissed her once more. "You are still sleeping on the sofa when we get home," she announced triumphantly. The lesson here is, if you are ever given a choice between fighting a man or a woman; fight a man. Men beat you up, gloat, then walk away. Women hold grudges, forever. "Any advice for our lovelorn?" Willa asked. "Everything fades, be it fame, passion or possessions, it all goes to dust and is lost," I said. "That's rather depressing," Willa noted. "The exact opposite," I countered. "All you are and will ever be is defined by what you do in the next few seconds of life. That is when you can mark yourself as a hero or a villain." "I can buy that," Belle mused. "Live for the moment." I could tell Iona was more uncertain about my words so I expanded. "I am not saying don't plan for the future, but don't live so much for what might be that you ignore what is going on around you right now, because no moment matters less than any other," I added. "That's my boy: Renaissance warrior-poet with the libido of Ron Jeremy," Rio jibed. "I like it," Tawny spoke up. "What would it be like to spend the whole weekend, or a whole week, alone with Zane? I wouldn't be bored." "I wouldn't be able to walk," Barbie Lynn giggled. "I'd enjoy the education," Paige noted. "I'd enjoy the peace and quiet," Vivian joked. "Zane, you have a little bit of a fan club here," Belle smiled. "Totally unwarranted and undeserved," I sighed. We arrived at the water tower and we went our separate ways. I'm sure Paige and Iona wanted to talk to me but they both fell asleep within three minutes of getting in the car. I took them up individually to my room and tucked them in before letting a sleeping Jill know we'd made it back and assuring her that we'd make it to church in the morning. Service and Supper We weren't feeling terribly chipper when Iona, Paige and I crawled out of bed, but we were conscious, ambulatory, and capable of speech so we passed Aunt Jill's inspection before heading out to church. For Paige, it would be a new experience as she normally spent Sunday morning at FFU's Assembly hall. Fortunately, she would be exploring the experience with Iona. My class was amusing as always. Somehow, no one had missed the little revolution we'd staged at university and there was varying levels of confusion, disgust, and anger with what 'I'd' done. Yeah, it was my entire fault because I was in the middle of 'God Made Man First' country. Oddly enough, Chris Gilbert stuck it out with me, jumping in on my side when more than two guys ganged up on me verbally. The second time Chris parried Mr. Coleman's insinuations of my corruption away, the gang gave up and actually got down to the lesson for the week, the Book of Samuel; namely, King Saul versus the Philistines. The lesson was that God abandons sinners. I hung on to the point that even when he knew he was going to die, Saul led his army out to fight the invaders of his homeland. I doubted any of those guys would know what kind of courage it took to fight a lost cause if the time came. "Do you make a habit of running off cliffs and into walls," Chris joked with me, then "Whoops, sorry about that, your parents and all." "It was mountain climbing," I shrugged, "so don't worry about it. Have a good week?" "Oh, peachy; I burned down a state park and robbed the Louvre," Chris stated, deadpan. "Dude," I laughed, "if you are trying to compete with me let me just say 'you win' and end the contest right now. You can have it and the grief that goes with it." "Does that include the girls?" Chris chuckled. It was odd having a real conversation with a guy nearly my age who had a clue where I was coming from. My response was overwhelmed by the crush of young ladies around us. What followed was a chorus of 'hey, Zane', 'hey, guy', and Iona and Barbie Lynn adding a 'hi, Chris'. "Hi there, ladies," and "Hello Barbie Lynn and Iona," followed up Chris. By the way he was looking at Barbie Lynn, I could tell that his perception of her had changed. He wasn't leering but there was a certain sexual curiosity that was new to his gaze. Barbie Lynn caught Chris' look, smiled, but then cuddled up to me to make the situation clear enough. Chris chuckled and shook his head mirthfully. "So is McHunky (Chris) part of the group now?" Rio broke through the politeness. "Chris is not treating me like I'm Caine so I'd hope he'd say yes if you ask him nicely," I answered. "I would say 'yes,' with the understanding that I'm older than all of you and like to live a slightly more private, video-free, lifestyle," Chris informed us. "Chris," Rio inquired, "what is the maximum number of girls you would take to bed at one time, and how many would you feel comfortable dating?" I wanted to kill Rio once more, considering we were clearly being overheard as we moved down the hallway leading to the Tabernacle. "Hmm," Chris thought it over. "Four in one bed, but I'd only feel comfortable dating one woman at a time. I'm old-fashioned that way." "That's not a problem," Rio grinned, "old-fashioned we can cure." "How about we respect different people for their differences, ya nut-job," I cautioned Rio. Rio's retort was cut off by our entry into the main area of worship. Chris waved good-bye and angled toward the front and his family. With Barbie Lynn in the lead, the rest of us moved to the far side where the FFU crowd sat together. I couldn't find Jill in her regular spot but Iona pointed out she'd joined Mrs. Wellington, the Mayor, Lance, and Felicity on the second pew, a few steps up in the world. We'd settled in after the first hymn and Pastor Bill had started the morning greeting when the two main doors to the church slammed open and a black clad woman strode in, it was Belle. It was also clear that Belle had never been in here before, had no idea where I would be seated, and was overwhelmed by the sheer number of parishioners. I don't think she cared that most of them were staring at her. She had dressed up, right? She had on a black jacket, black t-shirt, black jeans and black boots. She'd taken off her black sunglasses. I stood up, put two fingers in my mouth the way Heaven had taught me (Orienteering class, honest) and whistled loudly as I waved her over. Belle's head snapped my way and over she came. By long-standing tradition, Iona sat on one side of me and Rio took the other. This time, Paige had supplanted Iona. Belle decided that insinuating herself between Paige and I would require a crowbar and some leverage so she sat down on Rio instead. Rio grumbled, squeezed out from under Belle, and sat in Mercy's lap. Bill, with a final glare my way, picked up the service as best he could and droned on. Rio leaned into Belle and licked her cheek as a means of retaliation. Belle didn't punch Rio, for which I was grateful. I made sure to put a little extra on the collection plate, for God's sake, not the church's, when the time came around. The sermon was on the Israelites and their forty years of wandering before coming to the Promised Land. I think there was some confusion between myself and most of the flock here on who was the one farthest from the expected destination. At the end of the service my plan went into motion, with multiple women having a role to play. Oddly, despite this being a criminal endeavor, Belle was the only one close to me not involved. It was good fortune that put her at my side because with so many of the church elders gawking/fearing/lusting after her, they completely missed the real mischief makers. "Good morning, Rochelle," I greeted the mayor's wife. She turned, smiled at me, then looked over at Belle. "This is Belle, " "Belle Kennan," Belle finished up for me. I hadn't known her last name. "I know you," Rochelle was clearly thinking hard. "Did you used to collect golf balls off the greens at the country club years ago? You had a sister. Your father was a groundskeeper." "That was a while ago," Belle allowed. "Dad fucked it up with his drinking, like he did everything else. My sister, Tara, is now a Sheriff's Deputy around here." "What do you do?" Rochelle made conversation. "I'm Zane's, chauffer," Belle answered with a twisted grin. "Actually, I'm giving him and some of his friends motorcycle lessons." "That sounds promising," Rochelle continued. "Belle, can I have a few moments of Zane's time?" Belle gave me a suspiciously sexy raised eyebrow then went looking for another one of my female set. "Zane, you were right about that matter we discussed. I still don't know what I want to do with the news. Maybe we can discuss it Wednesday night?" "Absolutely," I nodded. "By the way, there seems to be a growing suspicion that you are not a very moral person," Rochelle leaned in and whispered to me. "Apparently there is some evidence of you and some other girls, " "I've never denied it," I told her. "I also believe that no one seems to care that I've foresworn sex for the weekend. I know it is not much by most people's standards but at least I'm trying to see how the other half lives." "How is that working for you?" Rochelle grinned. "Abysmally; I've been tackled, jumped on, stacked up in a shower, grappled at a party, and got a lap dance in a club," I groaned. "You should stay home more often," Rochelle advised. "I received the tackle, jumping, and the stacking at home, Rochelle," I related. "Maybe I should hide out at your house." Rochelle stared at me and I wasn't sure what to make of that. "I will see you on Wednesday; take care now," I broke the silence between us. I turned and went over to the gulf of isolation that was Sahara Penny. "Hello, Mrs. Penny. You look incredibly inspirational this morning." "Hello, Zane," she smiled, her white teeth brightening up her Lebanese features. "I was thinking that I could do the whole dinner thing with you and William tomorrow night, if that is okay with you," I looked her over. "Well, you could hardly become more of a pariah," she mused. "I would be glad to cook you a meal." "Wolves may get hunted but sheep always get eaten," I replied. "Are you a wolf, Mr. Braxton?" she teased. "I have to be worthy of your company," I retorted, which she found amusing. "I'll see you," I tacked on before heading toward the main gathering. I patiently waited for the main group of men to recognize my presence but today they seemed less than willing to. I must have really been a bad boy. I did catch Rio handing off a phone to Iona who was quietly but quickly working away on it. I had to wonder how long it would take for Lance to realize Rio had swiped it from him. Hell, I promised Raven I'd get her those books from George Mason's library and I was going to return his phone to him soon enough. "Hey, my little Butt-Monkey," Belle taunted me loudly, "are you waiting on this bunch of old fuckers for something?" The conversation stopped and heads turned our way: yay me. "Mr. Braxton," Pastor Bill snapped in a clipped manner, "when you invite some, person to our church you should consult with me or one of the deacons to see if they are appropriate." He was pointedly ignoring Belle, which I found to be both rude and unwise as Belle was the most likely person he'd ever meet who would gladly take his underwear waistband and pull it over his head and laugh while she did it. "I wasn't actually wise enough to invite Ms. Kennan but I should have because I was under the impression this was a House of God. I'll make her tithe if that's what you are worried about," I informed them. "The appropriateness of you being in this church is also in question," Mayor Wellington brought up. "How's Phillip?" Belle spoke up with a wicked sneer toward the Mayor; Phillip was one of his sons. "We had a lot of fun in high school. He was good enough to bring me by your house but he never brought me to your church." "He would have never dated someone like you," the mayor glared at Belle. "Technically we weren't looking for a relationship," Belle grinned, "but does that big four-poster bed of yours still have that dainty white dust curtain with the roses on it?" "You are nothing more than a low-down dirty whore like your mother," Mr. Gibson, the county's largest furniture seller, snarled at Belle. I wasn't sure what her response was because Gibson staggered into Mr. Lieber when I drew my hand back for a slap; everyone got quiet. Yes, I had almost committed assault in front of thirty or so witnesses who hated my guts. Oh, and one of them was a judge. "Braxton!" Pastor William thundered. "Hold that thought, Bill," I pointed to the reverend before turning back to Gibson, "Sir, you insulted a lady in my presence, so you can apologize to her or step out with me to the parking lot where we can settle this like men, because I'm morally opposed to causing needless bloodshed in a house of worship." "That's it, Braxton, you, Pastor Bill growled. "Zane!" a different, feminine voice interrupted. "Apologize to Mr. Gibson at once." "I apologize, Mr. Gibson," I grudgingly stated. "I should have you arrested," Gibson grumbled. "And I'll make sure that your little outburst with, the woman threatened. "Belle Kennan," Belle studied the newcomer and the girls around her. "Ms. Kennan goes all over the internet and is flagged with every search engine with your name and the name of your store," Christina finished. "I'll sue," Gibson fought back. "And I'll win," Christina kept coming. "This is clearly a First Amendment issue, both speech and religion. Now are we going to play nice and respect our fellow Christians or are we going to collectively forget we are all adults?" "He is not going to get away with this threat of force," Pastor Bill persisted. "Pastor Penny, are we truly basing our actions and reaction on what an eighteen-year-old playboy does?" Christina pointed out. "Clearly, leadership is called for, and since you men are the patriarchs of the church, you should be leading Zane in the proper course of action." "Mr. Gibson," Chris joined in, "maybe Zane could clean up your parking lot one afternoon as penance." I had to be sure he was helping me out here. "Gurr, alright," Mr. Gibson admitted. "That would satisfy me." I caught sight of Aunt Jill looking my way. I half expected her to volunteer my acceptance but she waited patiently on me instead, not a good sign concerning her dependence on me. "If it is okay with Mr. Gibson, I'll come over when he gives me a call and my school schedule allows," I said. "I hope that settles that," Mr. Gilbert, Christopher's father, announced. "Was there a reason for Mr. Braxton waiting around us?" He was covering for his son, not me. "I was agreeing to Pastor William's invitation to eat dinner with him tomorrow," I said. "I will have to look at my schedule and get back to you," Pastor Bill replied in a snide tone. "No problem, Mrs. Penny and I'll hit Zeta's tomorrow and we can work out something for later," I smiled. I turned and left before he could finish sputtering because not only was Zeta's one of the finest eating establishments in town, I heard rumors it was also highly romantic. I took eight steps before I nearly doubled over in pain. Christina had kidney-punched me, and hard. I turned fast enough to see Belle and Christina facing off. "Do you want to explain that to me, Princess?" Belle inquired with a false grin. "I'm Christina Buchannan and I'm wondering what you are doing here burning through what little good will Zane has with this congregation," the woman I love sizzled. "Zane, should I give a crap?" Belle joked. She didn't need me to tell her what to think. "She's the woman I love more than life itself," I explained to Belle, who regarded me curiously. "I occasionally like him," Christina remarked, "when he's not making an ass of himself." "I couldn't let them insult Belle," I countered. "If she slapped the guy, you know they would have screwed her over." "I don't need you to pick my fights, Dumbass," Belle mocked me. "These people and their opinions don't bother me. Hell, Mom whored around a lot and for all I know, Old Man Gibson might even be my Daddy. Now," she looked at Heaven, "why are you eyeballing me?" "I'm Heaven and Zane's my boyfriend," Heaven declared. "Oh, God," chuckled Belle, "when Tawny said your life was beyond description, she wasn't kidding." "If we can all agree to get along I have one last thing I need to get done and then anyone who wants can make for Jill's," I stated. I leaned in and kissed Heaven on the ear. She finally broke her glare directed at Belle to look up at me so I kissed her on the lips. "Are we okay, Babe?" I asked Heaven. She looked at me but seemed terribly upset by something that I was unclear about. She nodded and I broke away. Iona slipped me the phone as I approached Felicity. I now got to see if what I'd done had screwed up my relationship with her. "Hey, Felicity, do you know whose phone this is?" I asked Lance Wellington's fianc . "That looks like Lance's," Felicity took the device and examined it. "It is," she confirmed. "Are you going to George Mason anytime this week?" I inquired. "I was going up Tuesday to visit Lance for some kind of fraternity affair," Felicity said. "When you are there could you pick up some books for me? I checked them out but I'd have to find a way to make the trip myself and with my school schedule, that would be tough," I explained. "Zane, how does someone from FFU get books from George Mason?" Felicity leaned in and whispered. "I'm not breaking the law but I am doing it in an underhanded manner," I whispered back. "Okay," she smiled warmly, if in a rather complacent manner. "Thanks," I told her, before parting ways and making for the door. A tide of women migrated with me outside. As we split up, I caught sight of Belle putting on her helmet and sitting on her hog. "Are you coming over for supper (the midday meal in the Southeastern US)?" "Does inviting the poor outcast chick to the house make you feel better about yourself?" Belle teased me. "Does everything have to be about you and your vendetta against the Established Order?" I shot back. "I bet the girls have a blast tying you down because you can be downright irritating," Belle rolled her eyes. "We've already gone down that road with me, the cross and the sorority in the woods, so stop gloating. Now, are you coming to supper willingly or are you going to have to beat me up when I try and make you?" "Fine," Belle raised up her hands, "when I looked up 'dumbass' and 'stupid' online, they both had your portrait under the 'images of' section. If I walk in the door, you will know I've accepted your offer. Now step back before I decide you are more annoying than cute." I stepped back, joined Paige and Iona at the car, and travelled my dumb ass back home. Barbie Lynn, Valarie, Rio, and Mercy had already joined Aunt Jill in her heroic culinary efforts based on the talents of the microwave and a warm skillet. The parade of food was setting around the table when I noticed Paige had gone missing. As I scanned about, I saw Belle walk into the dining room, I hadn't heard the doorbell ring or a knock at the door. "Have we locked away the good silver," Valarie joked when she realized Belle was here. Belle didn't look amused by Val's ribbing. "It's for Rio," Valarie snickered. "Hey," snorted Rio, "Belle, you are stepping on my Bad Girl image. I'll take Grand Theft Auto and vandalism and you get burglary and guns; deal?" "Zane, Jill was looking for some explanation from me so I decided to see how far her new tolerance could be stretched. "I wanted to show Belle one of the guest rooms," I stated carefully, but with authority. "She doesn't have a place to live and since we have the space, I figure she could hang out until she puts some money away for a new place. Plus you would have someone home when you got off of work and the house would be safer. Belle can take care of herself and you, if something goes wrong," I finished. "Zane, you make my life easier one more time, I swear that I'm going to use you to redefine road rash," Belle promised. This declaration didn't stop Belle from stepping up and taking a seat. "Jill, is that okay with you? " I addressed the female lead of the Braxton household. "If you think it will be good for the house and make things safer, I wholeheartedly support your decision," Jill agreed. That done, I called out for the invisible Paige. "Paige, I don't advise you to sneak up behind Belle," I warned her. "She might not be in an understanding mood." Paige did heed my advice and appeared by me instead of behind Belle. "Your intellect may be downgraded to 'sub-par' if you keep this course of action up," she cautioned me. "Do what you will," I quoted, "for I do what I must." "The blade itself incites to deeds of violence," Belle countered to Paige. "Are you really such a fucking putz that you think you can separate Zane's passions into the parts that you like from the parts that you don't? To me it seems you are wasting your parents' money by going to college yet staying dumb as dirt." "Belle, language at the dinner table," Aunt Jill scolded Belle. I wasn't sure how Belle would take that but something else was going on at the same time. Everyone was looking at Belle too, but for a reason that had nothing to do with calling Paige names. "What? I can't quote Homer?" Belle shrugged. "I've read Sun Tzu too. Oh, and sorry about slapping the little bitch, Aunt Jill. I hang out with men of questionable parentage." "I apologize, Belle," Iona spoke up. "I thought less of you because of the way you talk and dress. That was unfair to you and a disservice to myself and the way my parents raised me." The apologies echoed around the table; Paige's silence being noted. I gave her one quick look, then joined the rest of the gang doling out the food and settling in to the routine of eating and dinner conversation. Heart Song After we ate and cleaned up the table and the kitchen, Jill to

Troy Duffy joins Ralph Sutton and Aaron Berg and they discuss the making of Boondock Saints, how Aaron and Troy Duffy met, working as a chef at a strip club and as a bouncer while working on Boondock Saints, casting Ron Jeremy instead of Andrew Dice Clay and more before they play a crazy nude cartoon game called Tooncock Paints, find out about Troy Duffy's first concert, first drug and fist concert and so much more!(Air Date: October 15th, 2025)Support our sponsors!YoKratom.com - Check out Yo Kratom (the home of the $60 kilo) for all your kratom needs!BetterHelp - Support the show & get a licensed therapist to help you reach your goals this World Mental Health Day. To get started & get 10% off your 1st month, go to https://www.betterhelp.com/SDRSTo advertise your product or service on GaS Digital podcasts please go to TheADSide.com and click on "Advertisers" for more information!You can watch The SDR Show LIVE for FREE every Wednesday and Saturday at 9pm ET at GaSDigitalNetwork.com/LIVEOnce you're there you can sign up at GaSDigitalNetwork.com with promo code: SDR for discount on your subscription which will give you access to every SDR show ever recorded! On top of that you'll also have the same access to ALL the shows that GaS Digital Network has to offer!Follow the whole show on social media!Troy DuffyInstagram: https://Instagram.com/TroyDuffy1Movie Instagram: https://instagram.com/OfficialBookdockSaintsRalph SuttonTwitter: https://twitter.com/iamralphsuttonInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/iamralphsutton/Aaron BergTwitter: https://twitter.com/aaronbergcomedyInstagram: https://instagram.com/aaronbergcomedyShannon LeeTwitter: https://twitter.com/IMShannonLeeInstagram: https://instagram.com/ShannonLee6982The SDR ShowTwitter: https://twitter.com/theSDRshowSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Dave Landau joins us to talk about another Whitney Cummings meltdown, another Axl Rose meltdown, a hungry Stormy Daniels, No Kings shenanigans, Price is Right AI videos, and break down ‘Prince' Andrew's BBC whoppers. Comedian Dave Landau is here in-studio! Check him out Mark Ridley's Comedy Castle this weekend. Axl Rose got really mad on stage… again. Riyadh Backlash: Bill Burr isn't discussing Saudi Arabia anymore. Whitney Cummings keeps digging herself in a hole over the Riyadh Comedy Festival. Stormy Daniels popped up on WGN and she's gained a little bit of weight. There is a Ron Jeremy documentary on the BBC. ‘Prince' Andrew has lost his titles. We recall the famous interview from 2019. Virginia Giuffre's book is exposing the former Royal. Donald Trump posts AI to combat the No Kings Rallies. A school teacher in Chicago was doxxed after she made a ‘Charlie Kirk gesture'. A woman in a penis costume was detained. United Flight 1093 hit SOMETHING way up in the air. No big deal, you can fly without a roof. Jimmy Kimmel had drag queen Trixie Mattel read Eric Trump's book to children. Bari Weiss is leaving her mark on CBS. The staff doesn't seem too pleased. AI is getting out of hand. The Price is Right is the next big thing to parody online. Dave vs the IRS. Marc is off to the Monday Night Lions game. Lucky! Sabrina Carpenter dropped some F-bombs on SNL. Britney Spears declares herself “brain damaged” in her latest unhinged Instagram post. Kristen Bell was never murdered by Dax Shepard. She's getting crap for declaring that. If you'd like to help support the show… consider subscribing to our YouTube Channel, Facebook, Instagram and Twitter (Drew Lane, Marc Fellhauer, Trudi Daniels, Jim Bentley and BranDon).

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In this episode, the Metal Mayhem ROC crew relives unforgettable run-ins with rock royalty. Ever wondered what it's like to meet your heroes? Metal Walt, Bill the Rager, and The Vernomatic share firsthand encounters with legends from Mr. Big, Iron Maiden, Metallica, Motörhead, Slayer, Judas Priest, Black Sabbath, Saxon, Van Halen, Queensrÿche, and more—plus surprise meetings with Pamela Anderson, Ron Jeremy, and other pop-culture icons. From in-store signings and backstage passes to tour bus hangouts, airport sightings, and unexpected face-to-face moments, these stories take you behind the curtain for the pure adrenaline rush of meeting your idols—complete with the unforgettable tales that come with them! 06:40: Starstruck Moments with Queensryche, Mr. Big, Bad English 10:43: Stardom Encounters with Clive Burr and Kerry King 13:49: Motorhead at House of Guitars 16:37: Rob Halford Run-Ins & Walking Into His Dressing Room 20:02: Creative Ways to Get into Concerts Without a Ticket 24:59: Unexpected Encounters and Stories, Highs and Lows 31:53: David Lee Roth Outside a Tour Bus 33:43: Observing James Hetfield Backstage 36:41; Damn Yankees Soundcheck Experience 39:03: Metal Walt's Name Origin 40:27: Private Backyard Gig with Glenn Hughes 42:02: Singing on-stage with Mandy Lion 43:33: Introducing Anvil at the Gasworks 45:45: Meeting Thurman Thomas and Pamela Anderson 49:00: Hanging with Raven, Saxon, John Bush, Rick Ventura 54:22: Encountering Ron Jeremy in Las Vegas Metal Mayhem ROC: https://metalmayhemroc.com/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this episode, the Metal Mayhem ROC crew relives unforgettable run-ins with rock royalty. Ever wondered what it's like to meet your heroes? Metal Walt, Bill the Rager, and The Vernomatic share firsthand encounters with legends from Mr. Big, Iron Maiden, Metallica, Motörhead, Slayer, Judas Priest, Black Sabbath, Saxon, Van Halen, Queensrÿche, and more—plus surprise meetings with Pamela Anderson, Ron Jeremy, and other pop-culture icons. From in-store signings and backstage passes to tour bus hangouts, airport sightings, and unexpected face-to-face moments, these stories take you behind the curtain for the pure adrenaline rush of meeting your idols—complete with the unforgettable tales that come with them! 02:40: Starstruck Moments with Queensryche, Mr. Big, Bad English 06:43: Stardom Encounters with Clive Burr and Kerry King 09:49: Motorhead at House of Guitars 12:37: Rob Halford Run-Ins & Walking Into His Dressing Room 16:02: Creative Ways to Get into Concerts Without a Ticket 20:59: Unexpected Encounters and Stories, Highs and Lows 27:53: David Lee Roth Outside a Tour Bus 29:43: Observing James Hetfield Backstage 32:41; Damn Yankees Soundcheck Experience 35:03: Metal Walt's Name Origin 36:27: Private Backyard Gig with Glenn Hughes 38:02: Singing on-stage with Mandy Lion 39:33: Introducing Anvil at the Gasworks 41:45: Meeting Thurman Thomas and Pamela Anderson 45:00: Hanging with Raven, Saxon, John Bush, Rick Ventura 50:22: Encountering Ron Jeremy in Las Vegas Metal Mayhem ROC: https://metalmayhemroc.com/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This week we're Island Boys (not that island), but more specifically Sen is an Island Boy fresh off his trip to Fiji. He has yarns to the gills from his trip as well as some metro yarns and a sad update regarding his battle with Revenue NSW. Ro has his own depressing story as well featuring his water bottle and Manu wants to talk about Theo Von and The Rizzler.Our game this week is the “Missing Link” where Ro gives Migs and Sen a list of names and they must find a common link between these names. For whatever reason, Ron Jeremy is discussed.We're back again with “Top 5's” this week as the boys take turns ranking their top 5's in various different categories including corporate feelings and days, asian traditions, streets won't forget Australians and chocolates.___________________________________________________________FULL PODCAST EPISODES

This wild episode finds hosts Ash, Luttsy and Nikki Osborne swapping stories about their encounters with Jeremy during the height of his fame. Luttsy even manages to dig up an old audio recording of Jeremy drunkenly playing the harmonica. Between the raucous laughter, you'll learn how Jeremy's predatory behaviour was apparently on full display years before his downfall. Overview: In this episode, Luttsy and Osborne discuss their recent activities and Osborne asks Luttsy why he jumps straight into teasing her at the start of each show. The conversation moves to their drinking habits, with Osborne admitting she enjoys drinking alone at home while Luttsy says he only drinks socially. Osborne talks about new shows she's watching like The Hunting Wives and the docuseries Train Wreck. Luttsy then brings up a documentary about Ron Jeremy that he recently watched, reminding him of partying with Jeremy back in 2018. Luttsy finds a recording of Jeremy drunkenly playing the harmonica and they discuss his predatory behaviour. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Myka Fox and Jarrett Campbell join Zac Amico and they discuss Gary Busey pleading guilty to groping a woman, Myka and Jarrett's time with Ron Jeremy, girls who wanted to hook up with Jackass cast members, famous people who've admitted to doing the Houdini, the Motley Crue shower bet, Matt Rife buying the Annabelle doll, McDonalds' song ghost video, the voluntary cannival murder video, Zac's true crime memorabilia, Does It Live - Saudi Arabian carnival ride fail and so much more!(Air Date: August 4th, 2025)Support our sponsors!SmallBatchCigar.com - Use promo code: GAS10 for 10% off plus 5% bonus points!YoKratom.com - Check out Yo Kratom (the home of the $60 kilo) for all your kratom needs!Control Body Odor ANYWHERE with @shop.mando and get 20% off + free shipping with promo code: ZOO at https://www.shopmando.com #mandopod Zac Amico's Morning Zoo plug music can be found here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oMgQJEcVToY&list=PLzjkiYUjXuevVG0fTOX4GCTzbU0ooHQ-O&ab_channel=BulbyTo advertise your product or service on GaS Digital podcasts please go to TheADSide.com and click on "Advertisers" for more information!Submit your artwork via postal mail to:GaS Digital Networkc/o Zac's Morning Zoo151 1st Ave, #311New York, NY 10003You can sign up at GaSDigital.com with promo code: ZOO for a discount of $1.50 on your subscription and access to every Zac Amico's Morning Zoo show ever recorded! On top of that you'll also have the same access to ALL the shows that GaS Digital Network has to offer!Follow the whole show on social media!Myka FoxTwitter: https://twitter.com/mykafoxInstagram: https://instagram.com/mykafoxJarrett CampbellTwitter: https://twitter.com/JarrettCampbellInstagram: https://instagram.com/JarrettCampbellZac AmicoTwitter: https://twitter.com/ZASpookShowInstagram: https://instagram.com/zacisnotfunnyDates: https://punchup.live/ZacAmicoSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Talking Trash is a show to discuss movies that some people deem to be garbage, mediocre or just one that people never knew existed, we talk through the plot in spoiler fashion while asking "is this a bad movie?" And if not "what is the worst movie ever made?"It's July, and we've been tasked with exploring the bad sub genre of horror that is KILLER BODY PARTS, by friend of the show Bec over on Instagram @This.girl.loves.horrorNext up is a movie that finds Ron Jeremy's member on a killing spree on the set of a porno. Yeah, its going to be that kind of episode. The film is called "one eyed monster" and this one is filled with many lines of perverted dialogue. So strap in or on as the film may have it and let's talk this one out. Music by Karl Casey @whitebataudio on Instagram and YouTube.You can find us on Instagram @justanothermovienight and @thecraftymisfitNew episode every Tuesday.Thanks for listening! We appreciate you.

 Weekend Samplers: Part 1.Jack and Angie explore with friends at the campground.Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Four-day weekends are always fun, but I rarely have the chance to take advantage of them. Fortunately, on one such weekend a few years ago, an older friend asked my 18 year old girlfriend and me to join him and his wife on a camping trip. It ended up being one of the wildest weekends of my life.My girlfriend, Angela (Angie, for short), had a reputation of being a bit of a slut before I met her, but I soon found out the reputation was undeserved. She didn't mind watching porn tapes, but when it came to acting out some of those scenes (anal, threesomes, toys), she said she wasn't interested. She preferred giving hand to giving head, and preferred giving head to fucking. I wasn't sure if that was because her previous boyfriends didn't know how to use the equipment they were given, or if she was just uptight about getting pregnant even though she was on the pill. When it came to sex, her options for positions could be counted on one hand.Although she lacked imagination during sex, she had a well-toned body that she managed to keep tan year-round. Angie looked a little bit like Jennifer Aniston in the face, but a little thinner in the body. She was blessed with long legs, small-but-perky tits, a beautiful ass, and a tight, attractive cunt. She could have been a runway model if she didn't have her heart set on being a veterinarian. Mine wasn't the only cock in her life. We both knew she'd had better looking boyfriends, but none of them bothered to get her off as well or as often. When it came to her receiving oral pleasure, though, she would find a way to let me get her off, no matter where we were. She may have been high maintenance, but I had the satisfaction of knowing I could get her off anytime, anywhere.My camping trip friends were a little different. I had just turned 18 when I first met them. At the time of this camping trip, I was a few months from my 21st birthday. They were both in their mid-thirties, but maintained a very youthful lifestyle.Ken was short, beefy, and masculine but a nice guy and usually funny. He reminded me of Ron Jeremy but with short hair and a much shorter pecker. His wife, Sarah, was a little shorter than Ken, natural, and pleasant to be around. As far as nice people to hang out with, I don't think I could have done better at the time.Sarah was a reasonably attractive woman. She looked a little bit like Dina Meyer with just a touch of baby fat and bigger tits. She had strawberry-blond hair, green eyes, and freckles across her nose and cheeks. She had a natural ‘playmate of the year' body. She also had a seductive and sultry nature that served her well when dealing with men, in general.Motherhood had been good to her, and she retained her full, round tits. Her waist was small, but widened to shapely hips, a beautiful ass and well-shaped legs. I teased her about how small her feet were, but I think she knew I thought they were pretty.She was shorter and had more curves than my Angie, but I thought she was still cute for her age. She wasn't a New York model, but she had what it took to turn heads in a good way. Sarah had had two teen kids (staying with their grandparents on this particular weekend), but her body bounced right back into shape. She worked out regularly, and rewarded herself (and the rest of us) by buying the skimpiest bikinis to wear while sunbathing. These were the days before Malibu Strings, but what she wore came pretty close. I asked Angie to buy similar "bathing suits" as all she had ever worn in the past were the standard bikinis. Sarah jokingly told me she'd see if she could help Angie (and me) out in that area.So we headed out of Savannah, to the Lake for a long Easter weekend. We'd been here last month with their kids.Their lot on the campground was very secluded, surrounded by trees, and only a quarter-mile from the lake where they kept their boat docked. It was still early in the season, and there were no other campers in our area. This was our 2nd time camping as a foursome.A normal weekend in the summer would have us take Ken's boat out on the lake, water ski all day with the kids, and have a nightly campfire. It wasn't unusual for Angie and Sarah to stay back at the campsite, where they could take their bikini tops off while tanning their back sides, but Sarah somehow managed to take it all off for that "all over tan" when she thought nobody else was around. Angie preferred the creamy white triangles of her tits, cunt, and above the crack of her ass.At the end of the evening, my girlfriend-at-the-time and I would go back to our tent for some quiet outdoor sex, and an envious Sarah and Ken would go back to their camper with their kids. Even though our tent was at least 40 feet from Ken's bedroom window, Ken would kid me the next morning, saying he could beat off 2 or 3 times for every orgasm I either had or gave to my girlfriend. If she were willing, I'd sometimes stand and have her blow me just outside the tent, knowing Ken was probably watching. What I didn't know was that sometimes Sarah was watching, too.Angie and I left Thursday afternoon and arrived at the campground just before sunset. Ken had already set up the campfire, and Sarah seemed to be enjoying the peace and quiet without the kids, as we pulled up. After the usual hugs and handshakes, Sarah and Angie quickly unpacked the car while I worked on setting up the tent. Something was a little different about Sarah, though. I don't know if it was the fact that her hair was a little longer, she looked a little thinner, or if she was wearing her clothing in a more revealing manner, but something about her kept catching my eye.The girls went in the camper to start preparing a late dinner. Ken handed me a beer and directed me to the campfire. When he thought we were far enough away from the camper, Ken decided it was time to get something off his chest. We've had personal conversations before, but it was usually me doing most of the talking, especially after a few beers. Ken knew about almost every girl I had ever been with; every position, good lays and bad. I figured I was in for a shock when it was going to be him doing most of the talking, and I was right.He told me his sex life was lacking, recently, and felt like he couldn't make Sarah happy anymore. I asked him if he talked to her about it, and he said she could only get off if she fantasized about someone else. I told him that was Okay, and that he shouldn't let that bother him. As long as they were still having sex, he should be happy and let things take their course.Then he said that a few weeks ago he overheard Angie telling his wife about how well I could get her off, and how since then, Sarah moaned ‘Jack' more than once in her sleep. I could feel my cock throb just at the thought of his wife dreaming about me. It was a strange feeling. At first I thought he was jealous, suspecting that I had been screwing his wife behind his back. (I hadn't). I was surprised to hear that Angie had even had a conversation about sex with Sarah. Maybe Angie still had a naughty side, after all.I felt a little awkward, but I told him to go on. The more Ken talked, the more I realized that this weekend was all part of his desperate plan to show his wife a good time. “Jack, I really want you to sleep with my wife! Maybe Angie, too!” I listened as he went into detail of everything he fantasized about; thinking it was the same that Sarah fantasized about. He didn't want me and/or Angie to fuck her just once, either.Ken finally pleaded; “I'm afraid that the only way for Sarah and I to be happy again was to have someone else join us.” I had told Ken about many of my raucous sexual adventures, and now he wanted Sarah to have the same experiences. Thinking he was probably just a little drunk, I told him; “We have all weekend and I'd like to sleep on it. We are good friends, and I don't want to ruin anything between you and Sarah. Angie is just a recent girlfriend that loves sex a lot, but Sarah is your wife.”The girls came out with the food, as if on cue. We grilled some of Ken's freshly caught Amber Jack,  and had a few more beers, and talked about the following day's options. All night, I found myself undressing busty Sarah with my eyes.We decided the weather looked good for taking the boat out for some early morning water skiing. We'd probably drop the girls off at our secluded campground to relax and enjoy the sun the rest of the afternoon. Us guys could then go around the lake to ‘fish', which was cover for checking out the other sunbathers, stop at the marina for more beer or food, and then head back to the campground. Sounded like a good plan.It had been a long day, followed by an interesting evening, and it was time to turn in. The water hook-up to the camper provided a never-ending supply of water. Unfortunately, it would be a few hours before it was warm enough for a shower. Ken and Sarah said they didn't mind the cold shower, but Angie and I agreed we would have to wait a few hours, or even until morning. We waived goodnight to Ken and Sarah as they closed the door to the camper.As soon as we got in our tent, I started to get a clue that Angie was on the prowl. She took off her clothes and pulled my face onto her cunt. Something had gotten her hot earlier, and she apparently needed relief. She had trimmed her pubic hair as short as it could be, and at first glance, her cunt looked practically shaved. It didn't look like that the last time I fucked her, so this must have been something special for the weekend. As I licked her to orgasm, I worked three fingers into her cunt, paying close attention to her G-spot. I was working on giving her another orgasm when she pulled my fingers out of her cunt and guided one of my fingers to her asshole. Our eyes were locked onto each other as I slid two fingers back in her cunt and the third carefully into her ass. She knew that I always wanted to try ass-play with her, but this was the first time she actually let me, no, provoked me; to put anything in her ass besides my tongue. I barely slid the first joint of my finger past her sphincter when she let out a yelp signaling another wave of orgasm. She slapped my dripping wet hand away from her crotch and rolled me onto my back. I still had most of my clothes on, but I'm sure she could feel the bulge in my shorts as she ground her ass onto my crotch. She leaned over and kissed me as deeply as I could be kissed. For a while I wasn't sure if this was the end of the evening's events or just the beginning.She pulled off my shorts and began what I thought was going to be the usual tug-job. She could see my disappointment, and quickly turned to inhale my growing cock. Her blowjobs in the past were rarely subtle, but she never sucked with as much enthusiasm as she was demonstrating now. She straddled my chest, facing toward my turgid pole, then bent down to impale her throat with my full shaft.I could feel her nose touching my balls as she deep-throated my cock for the first time. Obviously, she had been holding back. I tapped her on the shoulder to let her know I was about to cum (as she had asked me to do so many times before), but this time she ignored the tap and kept on sucking until my balls tightened up and I shot off in her mouth.I expected her to spit, complain, and spit again, but was surprised to feel her swallow my cum, then hold my softening head in her mouth, slowly swallowing the seeping jizz.  As my intense nerves relaxed, she increased her oral stimulations and begin coaxing another erection.Within seconds of attaining reasonable firmness, she turned around, impaling her beautiful cunt with my cock. She leaned over to kiss me as her ass bounced up and down behind her. The taste of my cum was still fresh on her lips.She was on the pill, so I wasn't completely concerned about coming inside her. Apparently, she wasn't either, which was also a first. It was only a matter of about five minutes of rhythmic riding before I realized I was ready to cum again, which was probably a good thing with all the noise Angie had been making. I expected her to hop off of me at the first sign of my orgasm, but instead she ground her pubic bone harder against mine, flattening her swollen clit against me. Within seconds of feeling the warm gush of cum inside her, her cunt tightened around my shaft, loosened for a second, and then tightened again. I could feel my cum drip from her cunt down to my balls and ass.We remained motionless for a few minutes, and then, in her formerly typical prudish fashion, she hopped off, got dressed, and ran into the camper for a quick shower, cold water or not. About fifteen minutes later, she was back in the tent wearing pajamas, and kissing me goodnight. She was asleep within seconds of her head touching the pillow.I put a towel around my waist and threw on a T-shirt. As I walked out of the tent, I could see Ken sitting by what was left of the campfire. He told me to have a seat, and handed me a beer.Ken's Proposal."I thought you went to bed." I asked."I did, but Sarah woke up while Angie was getting her rocks off for the third time,” Ken answered with a grin. "She started fingering her cunt so fast and so hard that by the time I realized what was happening, she was finished. She was nice enough to give me a hand job before falling asleep, though.""Well, that's good, right?" I asked.He shrugged his shoulders. He looked desperate. Ken knew that Sarah was hard-up, and he felt horrible that he couldn't rock her world as well as he did years ago. I figured it was just a phase they were going through, but it was affecting Ken's enjoyment, too. He almost felt guilty about Sarah not being satisfied by his efforts. Ken was hurting, maybe worse than his wife. He was being told he's not enough of a man to sexually satisfy his woman. It had to be crushing. Ken as desperate and sacrificing the last vestiges of his ego for the sake of his marriage.Ken pushed his idea again."You should fuck her tonight, Jack.” he said. "Fuck her face. Fuck her cunt. Hell, fuck her feet. I know you like them. She knows you like them.""And where are you going to be?" I asked."I'll wait right here, if you want. When you're done, take a shower and I'll know it's safe to go inside. I don't care. Just get in there!" he said. “If I have to share her with anyone, I need it to be you, my friend.”"What about Angie? What if she wakes up?" I asked."Fuck her, too. Or I'll fuck her; I don't care. She'll probably sleep right through it, after your fuck-session earlier,” he answered.My cock was almost erect and no longer concealed by the towel around my waist. Ken couldn't help but stare, and I thought he was a little concerned about me pushing too far into his wife's cunt. Little did I know? The thought of Ken offering his wife made my cock swell even larger. I couldn't hide it anymore. That busty woman was enough to make a priest leave his collar.I had no idea how this would work. I didn't even know if Sarah would go for it. What if she didn't?How would we act the rest of the weekend?What would I say to Angie if she found out?Did Ken want to fuck Angie?That would be interesting. Ken wasn't well endowed in length, but he had most guys beat in girth; including me. The thought of young Angie being fucked silly by a short stocky guy with a short fat cock amused me enough to make my cock spring up.I threw the towel over my shoulder, exposing my erect cock and shaved balls. Ken gave me a big grin and subconsciously put his hand down the front of his shorts. I walked toward the camper wearing nothing but a T-shirt, flip-flops, and a worried smile. I carefully opened the door so it wouldn't make any noise. The lights were all out except for the bathroom/shower light. This was an older camper, but it was a huge one. It had a master bedroom on one end, and two bunk beds on the other. In the middle, there was a kitchen/eating area and a small bathroom that housed a commode and shower. Ken had made a few modifications to the camper, and I was impressed every time I stepped into it.Sarah was asleep in the master bedroom. I decided to take a quick shower to wash the cum off my balls and ass crack and calm myself down. I hoped Ken would understand that this wasn't the "after I fucked Sarah" shower, and would stay outside. I didn't waste any time, and still had half an erection as I toweled myself dry.I came out of the little bathroom and turned out the light. I quietly stepped into the master bedroom and found Sarah asleep on her stomach, naked, and with one armed tucked under her. Her hand was between her legs and it looked like she had been fingering herself in her sleep.Jack and Sarah's not-so-private Tryst.I carefully got into bed with her, and slowly slid into position beside her, but a little lower. I put my hand on her leg and gently ran my fingers up and down, giving her goose bumps on her ass. At first she thought I was her husband and just moved over, and reached over to my hip.When she felt my pre-cum covered cock pressing against her, she was startled. Ken had a short, fat cock that curved up sharply making it look shorter than it probably really was. (I made that discovery when his shorts came off while waterskiing with a hard-on.) My cock was seven inches in length, thick as a cucumber, and stood straight out when erect. This definitely wasn't her husband's cock.She asked me; “ What do you think you are doing?” and drew the sheets up around her as she rolled on her back away from me. I thought I had ruined everything."Do you want me to leave?" I asked. I knelt up on the bed, making my cock bounce in front of me in the moonlight. She couldn't take her eyes off it."I don't know what I want, Jack.” she said. There was a long, uncomfortable pause. "But now that you're here, and you've crossed the line, I definitely don't want you to leave."She asked; “Did Ken put you up to this?”I said that Ken just wanted her to be happy; that he thought this might help.She asked; “What do you think would happen when I tell Angie that you fucked the shit out of me all night?” I knew she was playing with me and I told her; “You won't tell Angie anything with my cock in your mouth.”Sarah thought about it for a minute, and sat up, letting the sheets fall off her naturally large tits. My eyes were finally able to see in the darkness, and the moon was shining just enough to give me a great view of her incredible body. I leaned over to lightly kiss her, but she grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me hard on the mouth. Our tongues wound around each other like we were high school lovers. She reached down and grabbed the shaft of my cock while continuing to kiss my face, neck, and ears. She pushed me back down and kissed my chest, stomach, and legs. When she got to my feet, she put one toe at a time in her mouth and sucked and swirled her tongue around them. Then she rolled me onto my stomach and began kissing the back of my legs. She worked up my legs to my back, intentionally passing my ass, and then kissed me around my neck again. She lay on my back and worked her body between my legs, spreading them as she slid down my back with kisses along my spine.Clearly, she was living out her deeply held fantasy tryst with a man of her considerable desires.When she got to the crack of my ass, she spread my cheeks and began licking my crack lightly. I could feel her saliva dripping from her mouth as she began to concentrate on my asshole. She spread my cheeks further and pulled my ass up into the air, so that I was now kneeling, with my face still on the mattress, as her tongue found my sphincter again and again. Her fingers rubbed under my scrotum, working my prostate into high alert."Now, it's my turn" she said.I was seconds away from an incredible orgasm, but did as she asked. I kissed every inch of her body, in the exact order that she kissed mine, ending with her asshole. Her ass came up and her fingers found her clit while I tongued her anus. Within seconds, she was shuddering. She collapsed on her stomach, and then turned to give me a kiss goodnight."I'm not finished with you, yet, Sarah." I said. "Unless you really want to call it a night?" I asked."What else do you want to do? Aren't you exhausted, Jack?" she asked, almost whimpering. “I heard you rabbits fucking in the tent for nearly an hour.”"I know you've been talking to Angie, so you know I can fuck again and again." I said, kneeling again, straddles just over her waist with my bouncing cock tapping the cleavage of her tits. The tip was inches from her face.  "A friend asked me to fuck the shit out of his wife tonight, and that's what I'm going to do. We haven't fucked yet. Please tell me you aren't just a cock tease?”"Sarah looked like a girl on her birthday with a dozen presents left to open. She was glowing. She was now alive and wasn't sure where to begin. I helped her decide by holding the back of her head and gently pushing my cock in her mouth. She hadn't had to deal with a cock this long since her college days, and was a little out of practice. I let her gag a few times, then decided to give her a break and French-kissed her for a few minutes. While we kissed, I moved  down between her legs and pushed them apart and up so her feet were near her face. She guided my cock to her cunt and I easily slid inside her. I kissed her feet as she pulled me closer to her. Within minutes, she was clawing my thighs and muttering my name under her breath.I pulled out of her cunt and guided her legs back down. Kneeling, I got on top of her, and slid my cock between her tits. I knew I was only going to last a few more seconds, so I decided to give her tits a little attention before I came. As I moved forward, my knees pinned her arms down.“Drink it all, my buxom love bunny!” I said as I held her head back as I shot my full load in her mouth. Neither of us expected the amount of cum that I produced, but she winced and swallowed every drop like a college girl doing her first shot of tequila. Then she leaned in and captured the head of my cock in her lips. Her tongue went to work, polishing all the jizz off my glans.I carefully moved back down her body, kissing her forehead, nose, cheeks, and cum-covered lips. She ran her fingers through my hair as I kissed and sucked her nipples. I kissed her belly and worked my way down to her hairless cunt. I wasn't sure when she started waxing, but there were no bumps or razor burn.Just as I did to Angie

 Weekend Samplers: Part 1.Jack and Angie explore with friends at the campground.Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Four-day weekends are always fun, but I rarely have the chance to take advantage of them. Fortunately, on one such weekend a few years ago, an older friend asked my 18 year old girlfriend and me to join him and his wife on a camping trip. It ended up being one of the wildest weekends of my life.My girlfriend, Angela (Angie, for short), had a reputation of being a bit of a slut before I met her, but I soon found out the reputation was undeserved. She didn't mind watching porn tapes, but when it came to acting out some of those scenes (anal, threesomes, toys), she said she wasn't interested. She preferred giving hand to giving head, and preferred giving head to fucking. I wasn't sure if that was because her previous boyfriends didn't know how to use the equipment they were given, or if she was just uptight about getting pregnant even though she was on the pill. When it came to sex, her options for positions could be counted on one hand.Although she lacked imagination during sex, she had a well-toned body that she managed to keep tan year-round. Angie looked a little bit like Jennifer Aniston in the face, but a little thinner in the body. She was blessed with long legs, small-but-perky tits, a beautiful ass, and a tight, attractive cunt. She could have been a runway model if she didn't have her heart set on being a veterinarian. Mine wasn't the only cock in her life. We both knew she'd had better looking boyfriends, but none of them bothered to get her off as well or as often. When it came to her receiving oral pleasure, though, she would find a way to let me get her off, no matter where we were. She may have been high maintenance, but I had the satisfaction of knowing I could get her off anytime, anywhere.My camping trip friends were a little different. I had just turned 18 when I first met them. At the time of this camping trip, I was a few months from my 21st birthday. They were both in their mid-thirties, but maintained a very youthful lifestyle.Ken was short, beefy, and masculine but a nice guy and usually funny. He reminded me of Ron Jeremy but with short hair and a much shorter pecker. His wife, Sarah, was a little shorter than Ken, natural, and pleasant to be around. As far as nice people to hang out with, I don't think I could have done better at the time.Sarah was a reasonably attractive woman. She looked a little bit like Dina Meyer with just a touch of baby fat and bigger tits. She had strawberry-blond hair, green eyes, and freckles across her nose and cheeks. She had a natural ‘playmate of the year' body. She also had a seductive and sultry nature that served her well when dealing with men, in general.Motherhood had been good to her, and she retained her full, round tits. Her waist was small, but widened to shapely hips, a beautiful ass and well-shaped legs. I teased her about how small her feet were, but I think she knew I thought they were pretty.She was shorter and had more curves than my Angie, but I thought she was still cute for her age. She wasn't a New York model, but she had what it took to turn heads in a good way. Sarah had had two teen kids (staying with their grandparents on this particular weekend), but her body bounced right back into shape. She worked out regularly, and rewarded herself (and the rest of us) by buying the skimpiest bikinis to wear while sunbathing. These were the days before Malibu Strings, but what she wore came pretty close. I asked Angie to buy similar "bathing suits" as all she had ever worn in the past were the standard bikinis. Sarah jokingly told me she'd see if she could help Angie (and me) out in that area.So we headed out of Savannah, to the Lake for a long Easter weekend. We'd been here last month with their kids.Their lot on the campground was very secluded, surrounded by trees, and only a quarter-mile from the lake where they kept their boat docked. It was still early in the season, and there were no other campers in our area. This was our 2nd time camping as a foursome.A normal weekend in the summer would have us take Ken's boat out on the lake, water ski all day with the kids, and have a nightly campfire. It wasn't unusual for Angie and Sarah to stay back at the campsite, where they could take their bikini tops off while tanning their back sides, but Sarah somehow managed to take it all off for that "all over tan" when she thought nobody else was around. Angie preferred the creamy white triangles of her tits, cunt, and above the crack of her ass.At the end of the evening, my girlfriend-at-the-time and I would go back to our tent for some quiet outdoor sex, and an envious Sarah and Ken would go back to their camper with their kids. Even though our tent was at least 40 feet from Ken's bedroom window, Ken would kid me the next morning, saying he could beat off 2 or 3 times for every orgasm I either had or gave to my girlfriend. If she were willing, I'd sometimes stand and have her blow me just outside the tent, knowing Ken was probably watching. What I didn't know was that sometimes Sarah was watching, too.Angie and I left Thursday afternoon and arrived at the campground just before sunset. Ken had already set up the campfire, and Sarah seemed to be enjoying the peace and quiet without the kids, as we pulled up. After the usual hugs and handshakes, Sarah and Angie quickly unpacked the car while I worked on setting up the tent. Something was a little different about Sarah, though. I don't know if it was the fact that her hair was a little longer, she looked a little thinner, or if she was wearing her clothing in a more revealing manner, but something about her kept catching my eye.The girls went in the camper to start preparing a late dinner. Ken handed me a beer and directed me to the campfire. When he thought we were far enough away from the camper, Ken decided it was time to get something off his chest. We've had personal conversations before, but it was usually me doing most of the talking, especially after a few beers. Ken knew about almost every girl I had ever been with; every position, good lays and bad. I figured I was in for a shock when it was going to be him doing most of the talking, and I was right.He told me his sex life was lacking, recently, and felt like he couldn't make Sarah happy anymore. I asked him if he talked to her about it, and he said she could only get off if she fantasized about someone else. I told him that was Okay, and that he shouldn't let that bother him. As long as they were still having sex, he should be happy and let things take their course.Then he said that a few weeks ago he overheard Angie telling his wife about how well I could get her off, and how since then, Sarah moaned ‘Jack' more than once in her sleep. I could feel my cock throb just at the thought of his wife dreaming about me. It was a strange feeling. At first I thought he was jealous, suspecting that I had been screwing his wife behind his back. (I hadn't). I was surprised to hear that Angie had even had a conversation about sex with Sarah. Maybe Angie still had a naughty side, after all.I felt a little awkward, but I told him to go on. The more Ken talked, the more I realized that this weekend was all part of his desperate plan to show his wife a good time. “Jack, I really want you to sleep with my wife! Maybe Angie, too!” I listened as he went into detail of everything he fantasized about; thinking it was the same that Sarah fantasized about. He didn't want me and/or Angie to fuck her just once, either.Ken finally pleaded; “I'm afraid that the only way for Sarah and I to be happy again was to have someone else join us.” I had told Ken about many of my raucous sexual adventures, and now he wanted Sarah to have the same experiences. Thinking he was probably just a little drunk, I told him; “We have all weekend and I'd like to sleep on it. We are good friends, and I don't want to ruin anything between you and Sarah. Angie is just a recent girlfriend that loves sex a lot, but Sarah is your wife.”The girls came out with the food, as if on cue. We grilled some of Ken's freshly caught Amber Jack,  and had a few more beers, and talked about the following day's options. All night, I found myself undressing busty Sarah with my eyes.We decided the weather looked good for taking the boat out for some early morning water skiing. We'd probably drop the girls off at our secluded campground to relax and enjoy the sun the rest of the afternoon. Us guys could then go around the lake to ‘fish', which was cover for checking out the other sunbathers, stop at the marina for more beer or food, and then head back to the campground. Sounded like a good plan.It had been a long day, followed by an interesting evening, and it was time to turn in. The water hook-up to the camper provided a never-ending supply of water. Unfortunately, it would be a few hours before it was warm enough for a shower. Ken and Sarah said they didn't mind the cold shower, but Angie and I agreed we would have to wait a few hours, or even until morning. We waived goodnight to Ken and Sarah as they closed the door to the camper.As soon as we got in our tent, I started to get a clue that Angie was on the prowl. She took off her clothes and pulled my face onto her cunt. Something had gotten her hot earlier, and she apparently needed relief. She had trimmed her pubic hair as short as it could be, and at first glance, her cunt looked practically shaved. It didn't look like that the last time I fucked her, so this must have been something special for the weekend. As I licked her to orgasm, I worked three fingers into her cunt, paying close attention to her G-spot. I was working on giving her another orgasm when she pulled my fingers out of her cunt and guided one of my fingers to her asshole. Our eyes were locked onto each other as I slid two fingers back in her cunt and the third carefully into her ass. She knew that I always wanted to try ass-play with her, but this was the first time she actually let me, no, provoked me; to put anything in her ass besides my tongue. I barely slid the first joint of my finger past her sphincter when she let out a yelp signaling another wave of orgasm. She slapped my dripping wet hand away from her crotch and rolled me onto my back. I still had most of my clothes on, but I'm sure she could feel the bulge in my shorts as she ground her ass onto my crotch. She leaned over and kissed me as deeply as I could be kissed. For a while I wasn't sure if this was the end of the evening's events or just the beginning.She pulled off my shorts and began what I thought was going to be the usual tug-job. She could see my disappointment, and quickly turned to inhale my growing cock. Her blowjobs in the past were rarely subtle, but she never sucked with as much enthusiasm as she was demonstrating now. She straddled my chest, facing toward my turgid pole, then bent down to impale her throat with my full shaft.I could feel her nose touching my balls as she deep-throated my cock for the first time. Obviously, she had been holding back. I tapped her on the shoulder to let her know I was about to cum (as she had asked me to do so many times before), but this time she ignored the tap and kept on sucking until my balls tightened up and I shot off in her mouth.I expected her to spit, complain, and spit again, but was surprised to feel her swallow my cum, then hold my softening head in her mouth, slowly swallowing the seeping jizz.  As my intense nerves relaxed, she increased her oral stimulations and begin coaxing another erection.Within seconds of attaining reasonable firmness, she turned around, impaling her beautiful cunt with my cock. She leaned over to kiss me as her ass bounced up and down behind her. The taste of my cum was still fresh on her lips.She was on the pill, so I wasn't completely concerned about coming inside her. Apparently, she wasn't either, which was also a first. It was only a matter of about five minutes of rhythmic riding before I realized I was ready to cum again, which was probably a good thing with all the noise Angie had been making. I expected her to hop off of me at the first sign of my orgasm, but instead she ground her pubic bone harder against mine, flattening her swollen clit against me. Within seconds of feeling the warm gush of cum inside her, her cunt tightened around my shaft, loosened for a second, and then tightened again. I could feel my cum drip from her cunt down to my balls and ass.We remained motionless for a few minutes, and then, in her formerly typical prudish fashion, she hopped off, got dressed, and ran into the camper for a quick shower, cold water or not. About fifteen minutes later, she was back in the tent wearing pajamas, and kissing me goodnight. She was asleep within seconds of her head touching the pillow.I put a towel around my waist and threw on a T-shirt. As I walked out of the tent, I could see Ken sitting by what was left of the campfire. He told me to have a seat, and handed me a beer.Ken's Proposal."I thought you went to bed." I asked."I did, but Sarah woke up while Angie was getting her rocks off for the third time,” Ken answered with a grin. "She started fingering her cunt so fast and so hard that by the time I realized what was happening, she was finished. She was nice enough to give me a hand job before falling asleep, though.""Well, that's good, right?" I asked.He shrugged his shoulders. He looked desperate. Ken knew that Sarah was hard-up, and he felt horrible that he couldn't rock her world as well as he did years ago. I figured it was just a phase they were going through, but it was affecting Ken's enjoyment, too. He almost felt guilty about Sarah not being satisfied by his efforts. Ken was hurting, maybe worse than his wife. He was being told he's not enough of a man to sexually satisfy his woman. It had to be crushing. Ken as desperate and sacrificing the last vestiges of his ego for the sake of his marriage.Ken pushed his idea again."You should fuck her tonight, Jack.” he said. "Fuck her face. Fuck her cunt. Hell, fuck her feet. I know you like them. She knows you like them.""And where are you going to be?" I asked."I'll wait right here, if you want. When you're done, take a shower and I'll know it's safe to go inside. I don't care. Just get in there!" he said. “If I have to share her with anyone, I need it to be you, my friend.”"What about Angie? What if she wakes up?" I asked."Fuck her, too. Or I'll fuck her; I don't care. She'll probably sleep right through it, after your fuck-session earlier,” he answered.My cock was almost erect and no longer concealed by the towel around my waist. Ken couldn't help but stare, and I thought he was a little concerned about me pushing too far into his wife's cunt. Little did I know? The thought of Ken offering his wife made my cock swell even larger. I couldn't hide it anymore. That busty woman was enough to make a priest leave his collar.I had no idea how this would work. I didn't even know if Sarah would go for it. What if she didn't?How would we act the rest of the weekend?What would I say to Angie if she found out?Did Ken want to fuck Angie?That would be interesting. Ken wasn't well endowed in length, but he had most guys beat in girth; including me. The thought of young Angie being fucked silly by a short stocky guy with a short fat cock amused me enough to make my cock spring up.I threw the towel over my shoulder, exposing my erect cock and shaved balls. Ken gave me a big grin and subconsciously put his hand down the front of his shorts. I walked toward the camper wearing nothing but a T-shirt, flip-flops, and a worried smile. I carefully opened the door so it wouldn't make any noise. The lights were all out except for the bathroom/shower light. This was an older camper, but it was a huge one. It had a master bedroom on one end, and two bunk beds on the other. In the middle, there was a kitchen/eating area and a small bathroom that housed a commode and shower. Ken had made a few modifications to the camper, and I was impressed every time I stepped into it.Sarah was asleep in the master bedroom. I decided to take a quick shower to wash the cum off my balls and ass crack and calm myself down. I hoped Ken would understand that this wasn't the "after I fucked Sarah" shower, and would stay outside. I didn't waste any time, and still had half an erection as I toweled myself dry.I came out of the little bathroom and turned out the light. I quietly stepped into the master bedroom and found Sarah asleep on her stomach, naked, and with one armed tucked under her. Her hand was between her legs and it looked like she had been fingering herself in her sleep.Jack and Sarah's not-so-private Tryst.I carefully got into bed with her, and slowly slid into position beside her, but a little lower. I put my hand on her leg and gently ran my fingers up and down, giving her goose bumps on her ass. At first she thought I was her husband and just moved over, and reached over to my hip.When she felt my pre-cum covered cock pressing against her, she was startled. Ken had a short, fat cock that curved up sharply making it look shorter than it probably really was. (I made that discovery when his shorts came off while waterskiing with a hard-on.) My cock was seven inches in length, thick as a cucumber, and stood straight out when erect. This definitely wasn't her husband's cock.She asked me; “ What do you think you are doing?” and drew the sheets up around her as she rolled on her back away from me. I thought I had ruined everything."Do you want me to leave?" I asked. I knelt up on the bed, making my cock bounce in front of me in the moonlight. She couldn't take her eyes off it."I don't know what I want, Jack.” she said. There was a long, uncomfortable pause. "But now that you're here, and you've crossed the line, I definitely don't want you to leave."She asked; “Did Ken put you up to this?”I said that Ken just wanted her to be happy; that he thought this might help.She asked; “What do you think would happen when I tell Angie that you fucked the shit out of me all night?” I knew she was playing with me and I told her; “You won't tell Angie anything with my cock in your mouth.”Sarah thought about it for a minute, and sat up, letting the sheets fall off her naturally large tits. My eyes were finally able to see in the darkness, and the moon was shining just enough to give me a great view of her incredible body. I leaned over to lightly kiss her, but she grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me hard on the mouth. Our tongues wound around each other like we were high school lovers. She reached down and grabbed the shaft of my cock while continuing to kiss my face, neck, and ears. She pushed me back down and kissed my chest, stomach, and legs. When she got to my feet, she put one toe at a time in her mouth and sucked and swirled her tongue around them. Then she rolled me onto my stomach and began kissing the back of my legs. She worked up my legs to my back, intentionally passing my ass, and then kissed me around my neck again. She lay on my back and worked her body between my legs, spreading them as she slid down my back with kisses along my spine.Clearly, she was living out her deeply held fantasy tryst with a man of her considerable desires.When she got to the crack of my ass, she spread my cheeks and began licking my crack lightly. I could feel her saliva dripping from her mouth as she began to concentrate on my asshole. She spread my cheeks further and pulled my ass up into the air, so that I was now kneeling, with my face still on the mattress, as her tongue found my sphincter again and again. Her fingers rubbed under my scrotum, working my prostate into high alert."Now, it's my turn" she said.I was seconds away from an incredible orgasm, but did as she asked. I kissed every inch of her body, in the exact order that she kissed mine, ending with her asshole. Her ass came up and her fingers found her clit while I tongued her anus. Within seconds, she was shuddering. She collapsed on her stomach, and then turned to give me a kiss goodnight."I'm not finished with you, yet, Sarah." I said. "Unless you really want to call it a night?" I asked."What else do you want to do? Aren't you exhausted, Jack?" she asked, almost whimpering. “I heard you rabbits fucking in the tent for nearly an hour.”"I know you've been talking to Angie, so you know I can fuck again and again." I said, kneeling again, straddles just over her waist with my bouncing cock tapping the cleavage of her tits. The tip was inches from her face.  "A friend asked me to fuck the shit out of his wife tonight, and that's what I'm going to do. We haven't fucked yet. Please tell me you aren't just a cock tease?”"Sarah looked like a girl on her birthday with a dozen presents left to open. She was glowing. She was now alive and wasn't sure where to begin. I helped her decide by holding the back of her head and gently pushing my cock in her mouth. She hadn't had to deal with a cock this long since her college days, and was a little out of practice. I let her gag a few times, then decided to give her a break and French-kissed her for a few minutes. While we kissed, I moved  down between her legs and pushed them apart and up so her feet were near her face. She guided my cock to her cunt and I easily slid inside her. I kissed her feet as she pulled me closer to her. Within minutes, she was clawing my thighs and muttering my name under her breath.I pulled out of her cunt and guided her legs back down. Kneeling, I got on top of her, and slid my cock between her tits. I knew I was only going to last a few more seconds, so I decided to give her tits a little attention before I came. As I moved forward, my knees pinned her arms down.“Drink it all, my buxom love bunny!” I said as I held her head back as I shot my full load in her mouth. Neither of us expected the amount of cum that I produced, but she winced and swallowed every drop like a college girl doing her first shot of tequila. Then she leaned in and captured the head of my cock in her lips. Her tongue went to work, polishing all the jizz off my glans.I carefully moved back down her body, kissing her forehead, nose, cheeks, and cum-covered lips. She ran her fingers through my hair as I kissed and sucked her nipples. I kissed her belly and worked my way down to her hairless cunt. I wasn't sure when she started waxing, but there were no bumps or razor burn.Just as I did to Angie

Welcome to Bulletproof. I'm Steve Stanulis, and after years of keeping quiet about what I've witnessed in Hollywood, I'm finally ready to pull back the curtain on celebrity crime happening right now. In this pilot episode, I share why I've decided to speak out after living a triple life that nobody could believe - simultaneously working as an NYPD officer, Chippendales dancer, and celebrity bodyguard. Recent events, including someone I used to dance with testifying in the Diddy case, changed everything. You'll hear about my first private investigation case - going undercover as a male escort to catch a criminal extorting a high-powered woman. I literally put myself on escort websites and almost got plastic surgery to look like Ron Jeremy to nail this guy. I'll also share what it was really like working with Kanye West, including having to listen to him defend Bill Cosby in my car. Spoiler alert: he's exactly what you think he is. Unlike other true crime podcasts that rehash decades-old cases, Bulletproof focuses on active celebrity investigations happening right now. I'm not a retired cop telling old stories - I'm a licensed private investigator currently working celebrity crime cases and entertainment industry fraud. This isn't a tell-all - this is an ongoing investigation into celebrity crime you won't hear about anywhere else. Subscribe now and hit that notification bell for bi-weekly episodes exposing Hollywood's criminal underground. Follow me on social media @BulletproofTureCrimePodcast for exclusive content and reveals.   Follow Me!! Website: Film/Production - https://stanulisfilms.com/ Investigation - https://silvershieldinvestigation.com/ LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/stevestanulis Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@MrStanulis44 Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/stevestanulis/ Steve Stanulis Awards: https://www.imdb.com/name/nm1468541/awards/

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Unverschämt lange drei Jahre ist es nun schon wieder her, dass sich der hauptamtliche Cineast Stefan Jung in die heiligen Hallen des Bahnhofskinos verirrte. Verständlicherweise, denn immerhin hat der nimmermüde Autor seit seinem letzten Besuch ungefähr drölfzig Blu-ray-Booklets, Audiokommentare, Filmkritiken und Sachbuchtexte veröffentlicht. Umso wunderbarer, dass ich Stefan nun wieder begrüßen darf, um über John Frankenheimers 52 Pick-Up (1986) zu palavern. Der bietet nicht nur gemeinsame Lieblinge wie Roy Scheider, Ann-Margret und John Glover in den Hauptrollen, sondern vergüldet den typischen 80s-Sleaze von Cannon Films auch noch mit einem exquisiten Drehbuch von Elmore Leonard (Mr. Majestyk, Out of Sight). Ach ja, und dann wären da noch Ron Jeremy, Amber Lynn und die anderen US-Pornolegenden– aber dazu dann mehr im Gespräch.

Post Streamathon: Streamathon was a great success! We also get word from Corey that new music is on the horizon! Violent J: In a full circle moment, we get communications from ICP's Violent J regarding our Corey Feldman content. We then check the ICP Theater show and get a call from a Culkin DE-PRESSED: We check out another performance from the video scrapbook and get a huge surprising reveal. COREY FELDMAN!, SHOW STOPPER!, LET'S JUST TALK!, DON CHEADLE!, BOOGIE NIGHTS!, JIM AND THEM IS POP CULTURE!, YOU KNOW THAT!, 7ISH!, REAL ONES!, TTS!, STAMP OF APPROVAL!, OUIJA BOARD!, SAY GOODBYE!, NATIONAL TREASURE!, NICHOLAS CAGE!, BENJAMIN FRANKLIN GATES!, STREAMATHON!, POST STREAMATHON!, STAY AWAKE!, ADRENALINE!, SOUND TIRED!, BEER!, JUKAIN!, JOKER!, MAX!, 5G!, VAXX!, CALLS!, MESSAGES!, MERGIM!, FIRST CONTACT!, 18 NUMBER ONE FILMS!, COREY IMPRESSION!, BEAVIS!, FIVERR!, DICKY ROBERTS!, DAVID SPADE!, NICK SWARDSON!, BUCKY LARSON!, 22 DAY!, COREY'S TWITTER!, DOLBY!, SURROUND!, AIRPODS MAX 2!, VIOLENT J!, INSANE CLOWN POSSE!, ICP!, DM!, INSTAGRAM!, HALLOWICKED!, FUSE!, ICP THEATER!, WIG!, SHAGGY 2 DOPE!, MICHAEL JACKSON!, BLACK AND WHITE!, SHANE CULKIN!, CALL IN!, RORY CULKIN!, MACAULAY CULKIN!, SUCCESSION!, WEEZER!, PLAYBOY MANSION!, COREY'S ANGELS!, RON JEREMY!, CREEP!, MC!, EAST COAST!, TRUTH MOVEMENT!, REAL SONG!, NOT BAD!, BLUES!, CRAZY!, LIVING IN A FISHBOWL!, VICTORIOUS!  You can find the videos from this episode at our Discord RIGHT HERE!

Vic Lagina had a “filthy” rise and death in the porn business and he called in to talk all about it. Tune in to hear all the details including what he did before producing porn, how and why he wound up working in the porn business, the first gig he got and what went down during his first porn shoot, how he felt afterwards and how that shaped the way he decided to do things differently moving forward, how he came up his name Vic Lagina and the name he used before it, how he just produced scenes in the beginning and how his role changed and grew over time, how and when he got into drugs and how his drug use got out of control, how and why he and when he eventually left the porn business and what he does now, how and why dating while in the business was hard, the bad relationships he was in while he was working in porn vs. the healthy one he is in now, how his family found out what he was doing and how they felt about it, his experiences and thoughts on Ron Jeremy, how the #metoo movement effected the porn business and how things changed, how Onlyfans effected it as well and how ad why things are recently coming full circle, the details surrounding the accusations against Pornhub, how and why he decided to wrote and book about his life story plus a whole lot more. Here's a link to his https://viclagina.com You can buy the audiobook here: Filthy!: The Rise and (Pending) Death of Vic Lagina  **To see HOT, anonymous pics of my female guests + gain access to my PRIVATE Discord channel where people get super XX naughty + hear anonymous confessions + get all the episodes early and AD FREE, join my Patreon! It's only $7 a month and you can cancel at any time. You can sign up here: https://www.patreon.com/StrictlyAnonymousPodcast MY BOOK IS NOW OUT FOR PRE-ORDER!!!! Strictly Anonymous Confessions: Secret Sex Lives of Total Strangers. A bunch of short, super sexy, TRUE stories. GET YOUR COPY NOW: https://amzn.to/4i7hBCd To Join SDC and get a FREE Trial! click here: https://www.sdc.com/?ref=37712 or go to SDC.com and use my code 37712 Want to be on the show? Email me at strictlyanonymouspodcast@gmail.com or go to http://www.strictlyanonymouspodcast.com and click on "Be on the Show" Have something quick you want to confess while remaining anonymous? Call the CONFESSIONS hotline at 347-420-3579. You can call 24/7. All voices are changed. Sponsors: https://butterwellness.com/ For 20% off your Butter Wellness perineum massager use code STRICTLY https://bluechew.com Get your first month of the new Blewchew Max FREE! use code: STRICTLYANON https://viia.co/STRICTLYANON Try VIIA and use code STRICTLYANON for great SEX and sleep https://www.dipseastories.com/strictlyanon Hear the hottest stories on Dipsea and get a 30-day FREE trial https://beducate.me/march2025 Use code anonymous to get an additional 10% off the campaign's current discount - that's 60% off Shows website: http://www.strictlyanonymouspodcast.com/ Follow me! Instagram https://www.instagram.com/strictanonymous/ Twitter https://twitter.com/strictanonymous?lang=en Everything else https://linktr.ee/Strictlyanonymouspodcas Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Silverback hasn't seen 2 girls one cup so Kid tries to describe it for him in this episode of the Goin' Deep Show. The two relive a night at Hooters, telling you pricks to treat women nice—those pussies take a fucking pounding. Go balls-deep and get some asshole to yank your nutsack so your dick looks like a goddamn monster. Retro Rewinde from March of 2012. Go Deep.   1:30 Kleen is selling you something 1:40 Salespeople… gotta love em 2:00 Facebook and Google will buttock us 2:30 Who's vagina are you down on… It's Calories 3:00 Can I log them in as Tator Tots 3:10 Dimples Breakfast 3:25 Two Girls one Cup 4:00 The Description 5:00 Hooters Seating Technique 6:30 Hooters in BC is not so good 7:00 Why am I giggling around - The greatest idea ever 8:30 We love Beer and we're feeling it 9:00 Who wants to get into the Kid's Head? 9:30 The JMac Agenda 10:00 Shownotes 11:00 Hat Trick is Focused 11:20 Scare your children then dating students 12:10 The Setup 12:20 It's Not….. 13:00 Every guys dream - Porn Star Stern 13:25 Evan Stone's Goat Balls 14:00 The Ron Jeremy of our generation 14:45 Sacrafice your balls  15:00 Internet we need you to suck our balls 15:20 Serenity X can dance and suck our balls 15:45 We can gang bang Serrenity X 16:00 Romance to get in the pants 16:30 Women are Dumb 17:00 The Midlife Crisis 17:20 Do they know enough to know? 18:30 Hat Trick doesn't need Romance 19:00 Silverback made her left arm go numb 20:00 You severed my spinal cord 20:30 Treat a woman right because her twits gonna get hit… hard 20:50 Oldies are excited to see a band 21:20 How to scope out a bar 22:00 Bartender with boobies hanging out.  22:25 Never seen a ring that can plug a hole 22:45 Primal panty move 23:00 watch the panty rug burn 23:40 Banker ends his reign at the Wheel 24:50 NORAD 25:00 Defcon 4 happened at the Wheel 25:40 Sloppy Sounds 27:00 Swinging ?  28:00 I don't share 28:40 Wrap up and Thank you 29:30 the Essentials

Send us a textThis is one of those where it is the second episode recorded on the same night.  Traditionally these are a little loose.  This one is no exception.#1 podcast on Jim's blockThe BeltIce fish trip weekend recapMark's medical team--Dave and LucasJohn Mayer--cool guy or dick?Music Theory 101:  AC/DCMark's buddy, Eric"A combination of Conway Twitty and Ron Jeremy"Tai ChiRadio GameInstrumental Songs:  Jessica, Frankenstein, Always With Me Always With You, Black Mountainside, The Great Gig in the Sky, Eruption, Spanish Fly, Sweet Jane Intro? Sirius, YYZLet us know what you think: TheAscertainers@gmail.com#Newt's#ConwayJeremyCheck this space later for cool links referenced in the episode.

Cal Yeater is an actor from South Carolina, and he joined the Check Your Brain podcast to talk about a wide array of topics. He and host Tony Mazur talked about meeting Ron Jeremy, comedians actually being funny again, and their favorite conspiracy theories to tell at cocktail parties.   Be sure to subscribe to Tony's Patreon. $3 gets you just audio, $5 gets video AND audio, and $10 has all of the above, as well as bonus podcasts per week. Visit Patreon.com/TonyMazur. Tony is also on Rumble! Go find his video podcasts over there for free.   Cover art for the Check Your Brain podcast is by Eric C. Fischer. If you need terrific graphic design work done, contact Eric at illstr8r@gmail.com.  

RIP Mike Lange. Dorin shares his memories of Mike Lange and his youth following the Pens. He was synonymous with the Pens for decades, but also inspired countless broadcasters. Four Nations has created so much buzz. We react to Jay Caufield's take on the first USA/Canada matchup. Will other sports adopt this? O'Neil Cruz will be crucial for the Pirates if they have success. He was part of bringing in Tommy Pham. Is he turning the corner in his career? Dorin's favorite Fan 15 clip - Ron Cook calling Eric as Ron Jeremy.

In this episode, we dive into the nuances of networking and making meaningful connections in the music industry. Our guest, bassist Luis Espaillat, shares his insights on navigating the professional landscape, from the importance of saying "yes" to opportunities to the value of versatility and immersion in one's craft.   We explore Luis' musical journey, from his time at Berklee College of Music to his diverse collaborations with artists across genres. The conversation also touches on the challenges and rewards of touring, the role of social media in personal branding, and the art of preparation and improvisation.   Additionally, we discuss the concept of "drumming roulette" and the importance of pushing boundaries and embracing new musical experiences. This episode offers valuable lessons for musicians and industry professionals alike, highlighting the power of adaptability, authenticity, and a genuine passion for the craft.   Luis Espaillat is a multi-faceted bassist and musician whose career has spanned many genres and taken him around the world. His unique sound can be heard in all forms of media from shows on network television such as Roswell,New Mexico, Smallville and King Of The Hill, major motion pictures includingS.W.A.T. and American Wedding and even video games includin: Need For Speed:Hot Pursuit 2 and Project Gotham Racing.   In the studio, Luis can be heard in various genres from the modern country sounds of Bailey Zimmerman's multi-million stream and counting hit, “NeverComin' Home,” country legends like Michael Martin Murphey to contemporary country, Juno award nominees Autumn Hill, the #1 Country  Christian song, “I'm There” by Buddy Jewell, TV commercials for the likes of Ford Trucks and Zaxby's to the Billboard Top 20 hard rock sounds of Eve To Adam. His sense and respect for the art of the song itself has made him in demand for many songwriters and producers not only in Nashville, but also Los Angeles and New York City. On the stage, Luis has performed with country stars Jon Pardi, Brett Eldredege (for his big band Christmas tours), Lee Ann Womack, Jo Dee Messina, Ty Herndon, Lee Greenwood, Trace Adkins, Jamie O'Neal, Jimmy Wayne, Lindsay Ell, and Pam Tillis, legendary singer/songwriters such as Gavin DeGraw and Jim Messina, rockers such as Tom Keifer of Cinderella, Tantric, The Guess Who, Tony Harnell and Bo Bice, progressive instrumentalist like Johnny Hiland, and even artists that defy normal convention such as country rappers Cowboy Troy and Colt Ford, just to name a few.   A graduate of Berklee College Of Music, Luis also conducts clinics and master classes on the world of studio recording, touring and of course, bass. Luis resides in Nashville, TN.   Some Things That Came Up:    -9:00 Brett Eldredge's Christmas Big Band    -13:30 Luis' Road Rituals and Routines    -18:00 Good Hangs…Brad Pitt?   -18:30 Billy Bob Thornton? Robert Downey Jr.?   -22:30 Berklee “Caf Shows”, Rush and Queen    -23:00 Meeting Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson    -25:00 The band HOT ACTION COP   -27:50 Sunset Boulevard Adventures and Ron Jeremy   -29:50 Dominican and Puerto Rican Roots   -30:30 A well rounded education includes the Arts    -35:00 Luis' first Nashville opportunities    -37:00 The dirty word that is ‘Networking'   -38:00 What's Your Problem? Can I Help?    -40:00 Upright or Electric Bass    -42:00 Entertaining social media -43:00 Luis loved film scores   -48:00 Pop and Slap technique    -50:20 The Big PRIMUS audition    -57:50 The DRUMEO genre test    -1:01:20 Luis and Rich doing a music business panel at Belmont University   -1:02:50 The time saving rhythmic shorthand and kick drum patterns    -1:04:40 Listening Latin Music growing up and immersion -1:09:00 Pigeonholes…and keeping all polished   -1:11:40 The Immersion Technique   -1:15:30 Voice Over for Amtrak   -1:16:15 Luis' Musician Spotlight at The Country Music Hall of Fame    -1:18:20 The Fave 5    -1:23:00 Tribute Band   -1:27:00 Drummer “Poker Tells”    Follow: www.luisespaillat.com www.facebook.com/luisespaillatbass www.X.com/luisbass www.youtube.com/luisespaillat www.instagram.com/ebassluis https://www.tiktok.com/@luisespaillatbass   Snapchat: ebasslu   The Rich Redmond Show is about all things music, motivation and success. Candid conversations with musicians, actors, comedians, authors and thought leaders about their lives and the stories that shaped them. Rich Redmond is the longtime drummer with Jason Aldean and many other veteran musicians and artists. Rich is also an actor, speaker, author, producer and educator. Rich has been heard on thousands of songs, over 30 of which have been #1 hits!   Follow Rich: @richredmond www.richredmond.com   Jim McCarthy is the quintessential Blue Collar Voice Guy. Honing his craft since 1996 with radio stations in Illinois, South Carolina, Connecticut, New York, Las Vegas and Nashville, Jim has voiced well over 10,000 pieces since and garnered an ear for audio production which he now uses for various podcasts, commercials and promos. Jim is also an accomplished video producer, content creator, writer and overall entrepreneur. Follow Jim:   @jimmccarthy www.jimmccarthyvoiceovers.com www.itsyourshow.co

Ron Jeremy was born in Queens and cemented his place in history by being a gross little sex guy. He learned to have intercourse at supersonic speeds, earning him the nickname ‘The Hedgehog'. Also he may have committed numerous acts of sexual assault.      If you like Lil Stinkers and want to support us, you can do so by going to Patreon.com/lilstinkers. For either $4/month or $40/year, you get every episode early, ad-free episodes Patreon exclusive episodes, Mini Stinkers episodes, live AMAs, live episodes, road trip vlogs, live book club meetings and all the other weirdo nonsense that we engage in.      Support the show and start your free Hims visit today at https://www.hims.com/STINKER   Also, once we hit 3500 Patrons, we're having a picnic at Spahn Ranch, the former home of the Manson Family.      If you'd like a Kustom Kumquat Hour, treat yourself and get one for yourself or the psychopath you love at OnPercs.com/store. We'll be happy to record an episode just for you. We're happy to discuss anything and everything you'd like for your own personal Trash Night.      Follow us on Twitter and Instagram:    Jon Delcollo: @jonnydelco    Jake Mattera: @jakemattera    Mike Rainey: @mikerainey82

In this episode of Normal World, Dave Landau, 1/4 Black Garrett, and Angela dive into the chaos of the week, from a bizarre snowstorm in New Orleans to Ron Croker, an 84-year-old laundromat hero now training for a Jake Paul fight. Meanwhile, an Italian soccer club fired its falconer for sharing too much online. The crew breaks down the awkwardness of conservative parties, Trump's mass pardons, and the FBI's insane overreach in tracking down anyone remotely near D.C. on January 6. They take a detour into Ron Jeremy's twisted legacy, corporate hypocrisy with Visa and Facebook's role in human trafficking, and the libertarian win of Trump pardoning Silk Road founder Ross Ulbricht. Chappelle's latest monologue sparks debate over Diddy's “freak-offs,”  They also tackle government corruption, Snowden, Assange, and why some people get life sentences for running a website while others walk free for worse. The episode wraps up with insane L.A. crime stories, shady media tactics, and whether tax evasion should just be legalized at this point. This episode of Normal World features podcaster Candice Horbacz and Dan Hollaway from the Drinkin' Bros Podcast. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

On this Weeks Episode Will, Ian and Nora Suffer through a movie so you don't have to. That's right, they revisit a 25 yr old "cult classic", a film that some could argue helped define a generation of young men. A movie that has a "philosophy" that bleeds directly into MAGA. A movie so many will defend as Campy fun, when it reality is a massive turd that deceived many a youth, and wasn't good enough to revisit, just maintain a pedestaled place in the minds of many (mostly men). We throw some takes folks may consider "Hot", but are in fact, and should be, Cold at this point. Because they are true. Just look at the critic/audience score disparity on Rotten Tomatoes, it's a bad movie, it's- THE BOONDOCK SAINTS (1999) R. 108 minutes Directed & Written by: Troy Duffy. Starring: Sean Patrick Flannery, Norman Reedus, Willem Dafoe, Billy Connelly, David Della Rocca, Bob Marley, David Ferry, Brian Mahoney, Ron Jeremy, and other people.... 00:01:00- First Thoughts 00:14:30- Whatcha Been Watchin'? (Will- Dune: Prophecy, Day of the Jackal, Red One, Venom 3: The Last Dance. Ian- The Wild Robot, An Almost Christmas Story, Toast of London, St. Denis Medical- Nora- Star Wars Burlesque (The Empire Strips Back. Live Show), Vertigo, Interview with a Vampire (TV Series), The Penguin.) 00:23:00- THE BOONDOCK SAINTS (1999) 00:27:30- Tasty Morsels 00:33:00- Rating/Review 01:12:30- Totals 01:13:30- Next Week/Bye Patreon: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠patreon.com/THELastActionCritics⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Instagram: @TheLastActionCritics email: Thelastactioncritics@gmail.com Next Week: WICKED

Alas, the epic chronicling known as GOY STORIES are getting their own shine on the TAP. Follow along the stories told about the man, myth, legend known as GOY! A combination of Charlie Sheen, Ron Jeremy, and John Daley, GOY galavants throughout life one sexcapade and outrageous act act at a time. Listen and enjoy, mortals! . . . #trialandaaronpodcast #thetap #tap #goystories #goy #funny #improv

Det är fredag, det är special, det är festival. Det blir bajs i tält, bajs utanför tält, hippies, A-lagare, Ron Jeremy, Hazmat, Toto, Judas Priest och JVVBCQ. Har du ett skvaller som fler borde få höra? Maila det till kafferepetpod@gmail.comMissa inte vår månatliga systerpodd Cigarrummet. Bli prenumerant på www.underproduktion.se/cigarrummet10:15 - Tight12:51 - Festivaltrauma18:43 - Kylarvätska och Toto25:27 - Rob Halford i stjärten36:10 - Solsemester40:00 - Frälsaren42:20 - Såpbubbelblåsning48:55 - Porrskådisen52:56 - Festivalragg Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On a surprisingly sentimental episode of Nerdy For, Atlanta comic, Greg Behrens, tells us what it was like to open for Ron Jeremy AND we discover his absolutely storybook love he has with his wife. And, yes, "Ron Jeremy" and "a perfect romance" in the same video must be an internet first. Greg is a killer comic and I have been jealous of his rock solid relatable clean material for years now. We are both from Western New York State (and are now living in Atlanta) and we are both Gen X-ers. Greg is also the the Crockpot King of the Comedy World. Follow him here to see the magic. http://www.gregularcomedy.com/ https://www.instagram.com/gregularcomedy/ https://www.youtube.com/@gregularcomedy Buy or listen to Sally Brook's book, and send me questions! Sally Brooks Book "Going to Maine"https://a.co/d/j6BecDJ Greg Behrens is a comedian from Atlanta, GA. He has performed at theaters, clubs, dive bars, backyards and living rooms across the U.S. for the last 12 years. Greg is the creator and host of, Jokin' Off: A Comedy Battle, a one liner joke writing competition presented by The Laughing Skull Lounge in Atlanta. He is also the co-creator/host of Comedy Island, a Survivor themed comedy competition featured at clubs and comedy festivals throughout the southeast. Greg was a semi-finalist in the Laughing Skull Comedy Festival and the San Francisco Int'l Comedy Competition, and also a finalist in the Devil Cup at Broadway Comedy Club in NYC. He has been featured at many other top fests in the country as well, including, Limestone Comedy Fest, The Boston Comedy Festival, Red Clay Comedy Festival & many more! In addition to stand-up, Greg is also a veteran writer/cast member with Atlanta's premiere live sketch comedy troupe, Sketchworks. Greg's comedy can be found on Audible or at www.gregularcomedy.com Episode 76 Atlanta based Stand Up Comedian, Amy Brown, invites funny people into her costume chamber to find out what they are Nerdy For. Join her for a weekly gigglefest where she touches on a broad range of topics like motherhood, joke writing, book writing, seasonal depression, how dogs are better than cats, yeah, I said it. New episodes drop every Monday Night. Audio out Tuesday Morning everywhere. Full Video on Youtube and Spotify. https://amybrowncomedy.com/podcast GOD IS SASSY! TRUCKER HATS! https://amybrowncomedyshop.square.site/ For more nerdy comedy subscribe and like my YouTube Page. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCjWEzSFwmUdD_vUneaHBEOw My shows are here… https://linktr.ee/AmyBrownComedy https://www.facebook.com/amy.g.brown.739/ https://www.instagram.com/amybrowncomedy https://www.twitter.com/amybrowncomedy Amy Brown's silly smart ​standup reflects on motherhood, dyslexia, and the perils of shorty shorts. ​Accolades include​ being a touring headliner for Moms Unhinged, opening for Real Housewife of New York, Sonja Morgan in Sonja In Your City, April Macie, Emmy Blotnick, Liza Treyger, Ali Macofsky & Adrienne Iapalucci. She is a regular at Atlanta's Laughing Skull Lounge and was in the top 101 in The World Series of Comedy 2022/2023 in Las Vegas. She was a finalist in the Funniest Person in Rochester 2022 and has performed in The Rochester Fringe Festival, The Boulder Comedy Festival, Oak City Comedy Festival, The North Carolina Comedy Festival, and West End Comedy Fest. She also hosts a weekly podcast and Youtube series called Nerdy For. Find her at www.amybrowncomedy.com. Stand Up, Standup Comedy, Comedy, Podcast, Comedy Podcast, Amy brown, Amy brown comedy, women in comedy, nerds, costumes, Fun, Funny, laughing, moms, motherhood, Southern Comedy, Redneck Comedy, Ron Jeremy,

Recorded at the Palm Street Studio.  Ron Jeremy and everything that is, Junior and a green screen, more mashups, bowling and Melody Lanes, meteorologists and their weird speech.  More backward drops...it might all just be the same person.  Thanks to the Grumpy Griller for the awesome food!

It's the last episode of season 9 and I'm taking a look at the 2002 independant horror movie Death Factory! This is one of my favorite so bad it's good horror movies, but does it hold that title still for me? What exactly is a Death Factory? Is that really Ron Jeremy? Who would do that in a place so damn dirty? Check out the answers to all this and more on a new Terrible Terror Podcast!Terrible Terror:Facebook: https://facebook.com/terribleterrorpodcastInstagram: https://instagram.com/terribleterrorpodcastTwitter: https://twitter.com/T_T_PodcastYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@terribleterrorpodcastTwitch: https://twitch.tv/terribleterrorsSuno: https://suno.com/@terribleterrorsCheck out the Terrible Terror Store On TeePublic! The new Corn Tree design is now available:http://tee.pub/lic/e7et5lQSSbw

Ari Shaffir, Chris Faga, & Che Durena join Zac Amico this week as esteemed guests and stalwarts alike, for a spectacular 300th EPISODE of Zac Amico's Midnight Spook Show! The Toxic Avenger returns for the only sequel that matters, to wrangle and avenge a very special school that fell victim to violence, all while trying to impregnate his lovely blind wife, before being dimensionally swapped for his evil doppelganger, Noxie. With a litany of star-studded cameos, from Ron Jeremy to Lemmy, the Sklar brothers to Corey Feldman, James Gunn to Eli Roth, and so much more, this Troma classic has everything that illicit dreams are made of, and then some. It's none other than Citizen Toxie: The Toxic Avenger IV, directed by Lloyd Kaufman!This Episode is Dedicated to The Memory of Doug Sakmann(1980-2024)Original Air Date: 08/30/24Support Our Sponsors!Win Skankfest Tickets courtesy of YoKratom! - Visit http://yokratom.com/Skankfest and enter for your chance to win!Fans over the age of 21, go to YoDelta.com and use promo code GAS for 25% OFF your order!For the full watch-along experience, visit GaSDigital.com and use promo code ZAC at signup to SAVE $1.50 on your monthly subscription plus access to all of our video episodes, completely Ad-Free & UNCENSORED!Follow the Show!Zac Amico:http://youtube.com/@midnightspookshow http://instagram.com/zacisnotfunnyhttp://twitter.com/zaspookshowAri Shaffir:http://youtube.com/@youbetrippinpodhttp://www.youtube.com/@arishaffirhttp://instagram.com/arishaffirhttp://www.arishaffir.comChris Faga:http://youtube.com/@HighSocietyRadioPodcasthttp://instagram.com/chrisfrombklynhttp://x.com/ChrisFromBklynhttp://linktr.ee/bkchrisChe Durena:http://youtube.com/@Chedurenahttp://twitch.tv/littledinkynewshttp://instagram.com/chedurenahttp://linktr.ee/CheDurenaGaS Digital:http://youtube.com/@gasdigitalnetwork http://instagram.com/gasdigitalhttp://twitter.com/gasdigitalSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

It's episode 225 of The Cavalry! Andrew needs backup that you should never turn your location tracker on. Johnny needs backup that you don't need the Sani-seat in public restrooms. Subscribe to the Patreon for post-show banter!

Dennis connects via Zoom with Jeffery Bowman who is the founder and co-host of Legendary Bingo, a West Hollywood staple since 1998. Jeffery talks about the event's humble beginnings, how he enlisted the queen Belle Aire early on as his first drag co-host and how the event has raised over $9 million to date for countless local charities. He dishes about all the celebrities that have appeared at Bingo over the years including Molly Shannon, Ed Asner, Paula Abdul, Richard Simmons, Seth Rogan, Lesley Ann Warren and his first-ever celebrity guest Jean Smart. He also talks about his more recent creative endeavor; writing, recording and releasing songs on Spotify under the name Jeffery Leonard Bowman. His song "No Shelter," about his own experience with rescue animals, is connecting with other animal lovers all over the world and Jeffery couldn't be more thrilled about it. Other topics include: how both Jeffery and Dennis have worked with and been delightfully scandalized by drag legend Willam at Bingo and The MisMatch Game respectively, how great it feels when someone compliments him on his music, the corporate gigs that make it so he's able to make his living from Bingo, why it's never not a pain in the ass when a reality show wants to shoot at Bingo, co-starring with Ron Jeremy in the movie Orgasmo, why people love the game of Bingo generally, finding great collaborators on Craig's List and his favorite celebrity guest caller ever. (Here's a hint: She's 50 years-old.) www.bingoboyinc.com

Join The Patreon for the Maximum amount of extra content: https://www.patreon.com/MaximumZach It's time for another Maximum Zach, as Zach Holmes sits down with actor/ comedian / chainsaw wielder killer Juliana DeStefano! They dive into her various roles in Lifetime movies, and how batshit insane some of them are (but in a fun way!). Juliana and Zach talk about how they met for the first time: at a stand up show where she ate a ghost pepper during her set. They also discuss her work on MTV's Catfish, why the Clown Motel is scary is hell, and also trade stories about not just Zac Efron but Ron Jeremy, too! All this and more! Follow Juliana DeStefano on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/julianadestefano1/________________________________________________________________________ Zach Holmes, AKA Zackass from Jackass Forever, is on a mission to become the most Maximum Zach he can be. To do so, he'll interview the brightest minds in tech, science & medicine...and if he can't get them, he'll probably just talk to his comedy, Hollywood, porn & skater pals. Join The Patreon for the Maximum amount of extra content: https://www.patreon.com/MaximumZach Subscribe to the channel: https://www.youtube.com/@maximumzachtvListen on Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/maximum-zach/id1707698909 Listen on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/1j2PTiAN8kmvmvr6Un7QLZ?si=b9007e1555a14834 Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/zackass/ https://www.instagram.com/maxzachpod Book Zach On Cameo! https://www.cameo.com/zackass ________________________________________________________________________ See Zach LIVE!More dates coming soon!________________________________________________________________________ Maximum Zach is produced by Cosmic Monkey Recorded at F22 Studios - Burbank, CA #MaximumZach #Zackass #Jackass #JulianaDeStefano

Paddy Defino and Matt Bowman return for today's episode. They talk about prison friends, the rise and fall of Ron Jeremy, and Matt and Paddy's pride parade hang-ups.Thanks to Paddy and Matt for coming back on the show. Check them out on previous episodes and hit their links down below for more.Paddy is on Instagram @paddy_is_funky and make sure to keep up with new episodes of News From Bed on YouTube. Matt is on Instagram as well @mattbowmancomedy and also hosts the podcast Matt Bowman is Bothered.As always, find Michael Good on Instagram @michaelgoodcomedy and on Twitter @agoodmichael. Check out the show on YouTube and follow the official Instagram page @morninggoodpodcast.

On The Gate! A podcast hosted by two jailbird/recovering drug addicts and active comedians Geo Perez and Derek Drescher, who talk each week about their times in jail, what they learned, what you should know, and how they are improving their life or slipping into recidivism each day! This week we have Joe Gorman and Kelly Taylor! They talk about Geo getting fired from Walmart, Ron Jeremy, play "Jail Time", and much more! ON THE GATE! ENJOY!Original air date: 5.30.24WATCH THE LIVESTREAM 2 PM EST THURSDAYS and EXCLUSIVE EPISODES 2 PM EST MONDAYS on gasdigital.com. Use promo code OTG for a 7-day FREE trial.Watch the free livestream here at 12 AM EST SUNDAYS.FOLLOWGeo PerezInstagram - https://www.instagram.com/geoperez86/Derek DrescherInstagram - https://www.instagram.com/derekdrescher/Joe GormanInstagram - https://www.instagram.com/joewgorman/Kelly TaylorInstagram - https://www.instagram.com/hellothisiskellySUPPORT OUR SPONSORSGo to https://yokratom.com/ for the $60 kilo, no code needed!Go to https://yodelta.com/ and use code "GAS" for 25% off your order!See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Joe and Matt are back and buffer than ever. With Special Guest, who has a new album "Late Bloomer" coming out, Comedian Derek Humphrey. They talk about John Rocker, threatening people online, and Joe's comedy album discography. This week's feat of strength is all about being hysterical and lifting cars. We lift together, we riff together, Buff Boys for life!Follow Derek on Instagram:https://www.instagram.com/humpderek/Support us on Patreon for bonus content:https://www.patreon.com/BuffBoysPodcastTwitter:https://twitter.com/buffboyspodcastInstagram:https://www.instagram.com/buffboyspodcastSpotify:https://open.spotify.com/show/38on5DGj89NZiyhinsPdrKiTunes:https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-buff-boys/id1611681173Joe GormanTwitter and Instagram: @JoeWGormanMatt MaranTwitter and Instagram: @REALMattMaran

CLL #2364 (feat. Christy Canyon) 10/20/2004 – Wednesday Night Show Source – Tucker Stream Recording (2004)  This episode is 100% complete with a medium audio upgrade. Ron Jeremy no showed for the episode. Christy proves to be a fantastic guest once again during her second and final appearance of the Adam era. The Love Between The Two Hosts – CLL on Youtube, with Video for select episodes. https://adamanddrdrewshow.com/1743-loveline-nostalgia-with-superfan-giovanni/ Support Superfan Giovanni’s Archival Efforts: Venmo Patreon Paypal Paid Link – As an Amazon Associate I earn from qualifying purchases. Music Provided by Rich Banks Check out His Website and Soundcloud to hear more of his awesome work and perhaps commission him for your next project. Venmo

On this episode of @champandthetramp, the guys talk squirting, rich people and COVID, John Hinckley and more! Now streaming everywhere - check it out guys! Show page: https://linktr.ee/champandthetramp https://www.instagram.com/champandthetramp Frankie: https://www.instagram.com/frankieedgar Roger: https://www.instagram.com/rogermathewsnj

Kirk (& Cam) Gibson stop by on Detroit Tigers Home Opener Eve, Power Slap, richest women in the world, Ron Jeremy's charges dropped, a Bonerline, and Donald Trump accuses Joe Biden of doing drugs. The Detroit Tigers have started 5-0 (post show note: now 5-1). Stevie J still has Diddy's back by releasing video of Sean Combs' 50th birthday party. Everybody who went is complicit. The Synanon Fix on Max is wild, but some people want to wait until every episode is available. Kansas City Chiefs WR Rashee Rice is still sorry, but now admits he was driving the Lamborghini that crashed in Dallas. Joy Mode brings you the Bonerline! Use promo code DREW. Call or text 209-66-Boner to communicate with the show. Drew's close personal friend (and MLB legend) Kirk Gibson drops by the studio to discuss Opening Day and the Detroit Tigers hot start to the 2024 season. Hit up Comerica Park on April 11 for World Parkinson's Awareness Day. A portion of the proceeds from ticket sales at our link to go directly to the foundation. Cam Gibson drops his Top 5 Live Songs List in place of Jim's list. Power Slap is the next great sport. The Oakland/Las Vegas A's will play in Sacramento for a couple years. Should we call Tom Mazawey today? Shannen Doherty is sick, but some people are saying she's using it to also help puff her podcast up. UCLA's Johnathan Perkins believes Princess Kate is faking her cancer. That beast Meghan Markle thinks kids like Polaroid cameras… and that they want her autograph. This Black dude beats ALL the Whites down. Check out this airplane freakout. Drew nails the audio separated at birth. Andy Cohen may go down after all. Kelly Ripa is being dragged into the mess. Politics: Donald Trump thinks Joe Biden was high as a kite at the State of the Union. Joe Biden hates menthol cigarettes. Tish Cyrus and her new hubby are already in therapy because he nailed her daughter. The Richest Women In The World 2024 all have one thing in common. Julia Fox remains starving for attention. Machine Gun Kelly remains a total idiot. Ron Jeremy is so out of it that the police have dropped 34 charges against him. When elephants attack: One murdered a woman and one toyed with a touring bus. Meanwhile, Michael Jackson's former elephant underwent surgery. Visit Our Presenting Sponsor Hall Financial – Michigan's highest rated mortgage company If you'd like to help support the show… consider subscribing to our YouTube Page, Facebook, Instagram and Twitter (Drew and Mike Show, Marc Fellhauer, Trudi Daniels, Jim Bentley and BranDon).

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We are here with Erika Alexander and she is the moment! You Might Know Her From American Fiction, Get Out, Earth Mama, Black Lightning, Insecure, The Long Walk Home, Mama Flora's Family, The Cosby Show, 54, Wu Tang: an American Saga, and Living Single. We got to talk to Erika about sporting her signature NRAY locks while she's on the awards circuit for her Indie Spirit-nominated performance in American Fiction. We also covered a potential Living Single reunion, the beautiful moment Cicely Tyson gave her on set, and her meta cameo on Issa Rae's Insecure. All that plus, genre work in Get Out, her Harvey Weinstein story, and her multi-hyphenate work as a writer, producer, and director. Get into Erika Alexander, the artist.  Follow us on social media: @youmightknowherfrom || @damianbellino || @rodemanne Discussed this week: Amen starring Anna Maria Horsford (her episode of YMKHF)  Damian deep in Barbra's (audio) book, My Name is Barbra Who else is on the Barbra tier of singer/actor/arTISTE? Aka larger than life but also relatable. Judy Garland, Whitney Houston, Diana Ross, Beyonce, Lady Gaga?!? What about Cher, Meryl Streep, Goldie Hawn, Liza Minnelli, Bette Midler, Brandy? Jennifer Hudson? Emma Stone? If Jennifer Lawrence could sing? WHOOPI GOLDBERG coulda  Real audio tracks of Jennifer Lopez singing In What's Up Doc, Barbra is sexy and weird Truth or Dare is an incredible documentary. Is Madonna on the list?!  Madonna: should we watch Swept Away Anne is an Madonna as Evita (1996) apologist Nominated for best supporting actress Indie Spirit Award for American Fiction Has used the stylist Debra Hare-Bey and her yarn locs (NRAY locs) since before Living Single  Worked with Whoopi Goldberg in The Long Walk Home (1990) The C.R.O.W.N. Act was a big legislative win for Black women Earth Mama starring Tia Nomore and directed by former volleyball player, Savanah LeafErika was discovered in an acting program to play opposite James Earl Jones in My Little GirlErika played young Cicely Tyson in Mama Flora's Family and one of the producers threatened her  Felt like 4th wheel as Maxine Shaw on Living Single Worked closely with Hillary Clinton as her surrogate while working on Queen Sugar when she got Get Out Yvette Lee Bowser cast Erika and Les Moonves went to bat for her  End of Living Single left bad taste in her mouth bc wasn't able to shake Maxine  Did a meta bit on Insecure (had already agreed to do Awkward Black Girl when it was on YouTube) Played cousin Pam on seasons 7 & 8 of The Cosby Show. Had great scene with Charmaine played by Karen Malina White Go watch Malina White in Dahmer Appears in Toni Braxton's “You're Making Me High” with Vivica A. Fox and Tisha Campbell Produced the documentaries, Finding Tamika, Good Trouble Erika's Buffy comic with Joss Whedon Erika's spec script for Mad Men (Don Draper meets a black ad man) Erika testified in front of Congress on the importance of diversifying the entertainment industry Fathers and Sons with Jeff Goldblum Was Ciel who ran coat check in 54 (1998) Salma Hayek told her she needed to ask why they moved her trailer and of course it's Harvey Weinstein Porn star, Ron Jeremy asked Erika if she wanted to party Her brother worked at Studio 54! Plays Perenna on the CW DC series, Black Lightning Oh no, Anne went basic and bought an Owala water bottle Anne riding bikes and Damian making hemp milk from scratch now  

Amber Lynn joins Ralph Sutton and Big Jay Oakerson and they discuss the joy Amber Lynn brought to teenage Big Jay, the progression of porn over the years, why bushes were more common when porn first started and the evolution of pubic hair, Amber Lynn being the first to do double vaginal (and by accident), Traci Lords using a fake ID when she started porn, the connection of porn and addiction, the Ron Jeremy allegations and Amber Lynn's personal experiences with him, Amber Lynn's Rock'N'SeXXXy Uncensored podcast, upcoming projects, Amber Lynn's first concert, first drug and first sexual experience and so much more!(Air Date: November 22nd, 2023)Support our sponsors!YoKratom.com - Check out Yo Kratom (the home of the $60 kilo) for all your kratom needs!Get your very own T-Shirt of Big Jay's sexy drawing right here! https://merchengine.com/products/jay-sex-sdr-showTo advertise your product or service on GaS Digital podcasts please go to TheADSide.comand click on "Advertisers" for more information!The SDR Show merchandise is available at https://podcastmerch.com/collections/the-sdr-showYou can watch The SDR Show LIVE for FREE every Wednesday and Saturday at 9pm ET at GaSDigitalNetwork.com/LIVEOnce you're there you can sign up at GaSDigitalNetwork.com with promo code: SDR for a 7-day FREE trial with access to every SDR show ever recorded! On top of that you'll also have the same access to ALL the shows that GaS Digital Network has to offer!Follow the whole show on social media!Amber LynnTwitter: https://twitter.com/XXXAmberLynnsInstagram: https://instagram.com/amberlynn.rnsuBig Jay OakersonTwitter: https://twitter.com/bigjayoakersonInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/bigjayoakerson/Website: https://bigjaycomedy.comRalph SuttonTwitter: https://twitter.com/iamralphsuttonInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/iamralphsutton/The SDR ShowTwitter: https://twitter.com/theSDRshowInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/thesdrshow/GaS Digital NetworkTwitter: https://twitter.com/gasdigitalInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/gasdigital/See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Beatles A.I. songs, OnlyFan's Top Earners of 2023, Corey Feldman finally puts it all together, TI v. his nepo-baby, Comic Matt Rife controversy, Why You Look Different, Rated X-Mas, and Rolling Stone's worst “Best Of” list possibly ever. Rolling Stone tossed out another clunker of a list. This time the “best songs of the 1980's.” We never knew that Little Richard's Tutti Frutti was about butt sex. Sports Illustrated got busted using AI to make up reporters and write stories for them. Drew has been listening to crazy AI Beatles songs. Comedian Matt Rife is under the microscope recently. He has a new special on Netflix. TI's son is a nepo baby and everyone knows it, but him. TI almost beats him up during the Atlanta Falcon's game. Taylor Swift meets the family of the girl she killed in an awkward photo op.. Christmas music is back. RIP to Mrs. Big Stuff Jean Knight. Iggy Azalea has made $50M on OnlyFans this year. Many other celebs are raking in the dough as well. Chris Brown stands by Kanye West. TMZ is walking on eggshells regarding the sexual assault allegations against Diddy because they need him. Ron Jeremy is released, but pretty much out of it now. Corey Feldman's set is getting super tight. Caroline Stanbury clearly did no research on what happens during a facelift. It made her much younger boyfriend cry. Linda Evangelista won't stop complaining about her deformed face. It's caused her to give up on sex. Mary Lou Retton is doing great and her bank account is doing better. Why You Look Different: Jennifer Lawrence. Dean Cain. Ivanka Trump. John Oates is always the punchline. The Buffalo Bills fell to the Philadelphia Eagles on Sunday and Karl Hamburger must be pissed. Some Bills players battled with Eagles fans. Zay Flowers is pretty good and better than JaMo. Use our Amazon portal for all Amazon needs. Visit Our Presenting Sponsor Hall Financial – Michigan's highest rated mortgage company If you'd like to help support the show… please consider subscribing to our YouTube Page, Facebook, Instagram and Twitter (Drew and Mike Show, Marc Fellhauer, Trudi Daniels, Jim Bentley and BranDon).

Eli Zaret stops by for a college football recap, RIP Jimmy Buffett, RIP Smash Mouth, a port-a-potty brawl, an entitled brat on cop cam, new boner armies, and we talk to Gordon G.G. Gebert about his newest book, Larry Sinclair & Ron Jeremy's party trick. FOOOOOTBAAAAALLLLL! Eli Zaret drops by to praise Deion Sanders and Colorado, discuss the corpse of Lee Corso, Ohio State's crappy win, recap MSU vs CMU, Keon Coleman's performance, LSU's loss, Jim Harbaugh's farewell season, ACC expansion, Reggie Bush vs the NCAA, Urban Meyer fluttering away, the biggest tailgate in the world, the start of the NFL season, RIP Gil Brandt and more. New Boner Army Generals: Riley Tiernan. Rachel Stuhlmann. Check out our newest sponsor Schoenherr Roofing for all your roofing needs. RIP Jimmy Buffett. Joe Biden made his death all about him. RIP Steve Harwell, the frontman of Smash Mouth. Blink 182 had to cancel dates due to a “family emergency”. Aerosmith kicks off their “final” tour. There was a porta-potty brawl at a Morgan Wallet concert in Pittsburgh. We attempt to call one of the fighters, but come across an angry Count David Wimp's doppelganger. Dave Portnoy battled with a Boston pizza man. This Donald Trump troll brought a lot of delight to Drew's weekend. That beast, Meghan Markle, is never going back to the UK because she'll never curtsy to Kate. Not-a-Prince Harry's Netflix show BOMBS. Meghan dragged Harry to the Beyoncé concert. Gordon G. G. Gebert joins us with incredible tales from the rock and roll world. Ron Jeremy has fallen so far. Burning Man is a debacle, but the Orgy Dome is back. Britney Spears rode a horse topless. She's on a tattoo spree. Hollywood actor Sam Asghari was on the SAG-AFTRA picket line. Kanye West is banned from a small Italy taxi service. Trace Cyrus vs OnlyFans whores. Kevin Costner wins child support battle. Matthew Perry was spotted in public and looks amazing. Jason Alexander kicked out of a gym in Tennessee for being creepy. We call the gym to ultra-confirm his ban. Karl will be on tomorrow after lambasting Strike Force Five. Visit Our Presenting Sponsor Hall Financial – Michigan's highest rated mortgage company If you'd like to help support the show… please consider subscribing to our YouTube Page, Facebook, Instagram and Twitter (Drew and Mike Show, Marc Fellhauer, Trudi Daniels, Jim Bentley and BranDon).

Rock Hudson HBO doc, ESPN fires everybody, Eli Zaret stops by, Not-a-Prince Harry & Meghan Markle play the blame game, Top 50 Canadian music artists, WOOD-TV Pride coverage fallout, and we talk to listener Matt who filmed the rescue of the woman who went overboard on his cruise. Eli Zaret is here. We see it his way on the Rocket Mortgage Classic , hope for the Detroit Tigers making the postseason, the FIFA Women's World Cup, USFL Champions Birmingham Stallions, The Athletic's most overrated NFL teams heading into 2023 (including the Detroit Lions), more NFL players violating the league's rules on gambling, Zion Williamson's baby momma, golfer Paige Spiranac, and NBA players turned income tax scofflaws. No one seems to know InBev owns both Bud Light and Modelo. Tom Mazawey gets into a beef with Bob Page on Twitter, while fishing for a response from Martina Navratilova. Hunter Biden's deal with his baby momma makes little sense, unless he's being forced to spend time with his offspring. Hunter likes to text and drive... and take pictures and drive... and smoke crack and drive. Meanwhile, his attorney says that WhatsApp message with his dad in the room is fake news. Paris is going through what some people are calling their George Floyd protests. United Airlines is so sorry about delaying flights last week that all customers will get coupons for future flights instead of refunds. The CEO apologized for flying private instead of helping of helping out. Transportation Secretary Pete Buttigieg is still pretending he can force airlines to do anything. Jemele Hill accuses Asians of 'carrying the water for white supremacy' for backing the Supreme Court's affirmative action decision. ESPN cuts a lot of big name employees like Jalen Rose and Suzy "I want to kiss you" Kolber. The internet blames Pat McAfee for taking all the money. Meghan Markle and Not-A-Prince Harry have been blaming Covid and the Queen's death for them putting out absolutely zero content for Netflix and Spotify. The guy that filmed the rescue of the woman who "fell" overboard on a Royal Caribbean cruise ship is a listener to the show. We talk to Matt who made the video to find out how she fell off and why everyone clapped for her delaying their vacation. Brittany Mahomes is trying to send temperatures soaring, but we're not so sure she has the ability. WOOD TV in Grand Rapids fired two news directors that wanted less Pride Month coverage and the 2 producers that disagreed and leaked their bosses' memos. The 50 Best Canadian Musicians of all time. Some people are saying that Larry David was sitting between Ron Jeremy and another female porn star on Fridays! video of the Cars performing live. Vice President Kamala Harris really likes to say "what can be, unburdened by what has been." Ezra Miller can finally break his silence as a protection order has been lifted in one of his court cases. It's everybody's fault, but Ezra's. HBO's new documentary, Rock Hudson: All That Heaven Allowed, is fantastic. It puts everything out there including stocking his pool and his marriage to Jim Nabors. Visit Our Presenting Sponsor Hall Financial – Michigan's highest rated mortgage company If you'd like to help support the show… please consider subscribing to our YouTube Page, Facebook, Instagram and Twitter (Drew and Mike Show, Marc Fellhauer, Trudi Daniels, Jim Bentley and BranDon