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Brian Walshe was sentenced today to life in prison without parole for the murder of his wife Ana Walshe. Judge Diane Freniere called his actions "barbaric and incomprehensible" before handing down the maximum sentence on all counts — life for murder, plus consecutive terms for misleading police and illegally disposing of Ana's body. Ana Walshe, a 39-year-old mother of three and real estate executive, was last seen alive on New Year's Eve 2022 at the couple's Cohasset, Massachusetts home. Her body has never been recovered. What investigators did find was a digital trail that sealed Brian's fate: Google searches for "how to dispose of a body," "hacksaw best tool to dismember," and "can you be charged with murder without a body" — all made in the hours after Ana's presumed death. Surveillance footage captured Brian shopping for hacksaws, Tyvek suits, and cleaning supplies on New Year's Day. He paid cash. Wore a mask and gloves. Then he disposed of evidence in dumpsters across the region, including one near his mother's apartment. Investigators recovered Ana's blood-soaked belongings, a hacksaw with bone fragments, and pieces of carpet with her DNA embedded in the fibers. Brian never took the stand. His defense called zero witnesses. The jury deliberated six hours and returned a guilty verdict on first-degree murder. Today, Ana's sister Aleksandra delivered a devastating victim impact statement, telling the court her family lives with "an unbearable emptiness." The Walshe children — ages 2, 4, and 6 when their mother was killed — are now in state custody and will grow up without her. This video breaks down the full case: the evidence, the motive, the trial, and what happens next as Brian Walshe's conviction heads to automatic appeal. Justice was served. But for Ana's family, the grief never ends. #BrianWalshe #AnaWalshe #WalsheTrial #TrueCrime #MurderTrial #JusticeForAna #LifeWithoutParole #CohassetMurder #TrueCrimeNews #WalsheSentencing Want to comment and watch this podcast as a video? Check out our YouTube Channel. https://www.youtube.com/@hiddenkillerspod Instagram https://www.instagram.com/hiddenkillerspod/ Facebook https://www.facebook.com/hiddenkillerspod/ Tik-Tok https://www.tiktok.com/@hiddenkillerspod X Twitter https://x.com/tonybpod Listen Ad-Free On Apple Podcasts Here: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/true-crime-today-premium-plus-ad-free-advance-episode/id1705422872

Brian Walshe was sentenced today to life in prison without parole for the murder of his wife Ana Walshe. Judge Diane Freniere called his actions "barbaric and incomprehensible" before handing down the maximum sentence on all counts — life for murder, plus consecutive terms for misleading police and illegally disposing of Ana's body. Ana Walshe, a 39-year-old mother of three and real estate executive, was last seen alive on New Year's Eve 2022 at the couple's Cohasset, Massachusetts home. Her body has never been recovered. What investigators did find was a digital trail that sealed Brian's fate: Google searches for "how to dispose of a body," "hacksaw best tool to dismember," and "can you be charged with murder without a body" — all made in the hours after Ana's presumed death. Surveillance footage captured Brian shopping for hacksaws, Tyvek suits, and cleaning supplies on New Year's Day. He paid cash. Wore a mask and gloves. Then he disposed of evidence in dumpsters across the region, including one near his mother's apartment. Investigators recovered Ana's blood-soaked belongings, a hacksaw with bone fragments, and pieces of carpet with her DNA embedded in the fibers. Brian never took the stand. His defense called zero witnesses. The jury deliberated six hours and returned a guilty verdict on first-degree murder. Today, Ana's sister Aleksandra delivered a devastating victim impact statement, telling the court her family lives with "an unbearable emptiness." The Walshe children — ages 2, 4, and 6 when their mother was killed — are now in state custody and will grow up without her. This video breaks down the full case: the evidence, the motive, the trial, and what happens next as Brian Walshe's conviction heads to automatic appeal. Justice was served. But for Ana's family, the grief never ends. #BrianWalshe #AnaWalshe #WalsheTrial #TrueCrime #MurderTrial #JusticeForAna #LifeWithoutParole #CohassetMurder #TrueCrimeNews #WalsheSentencing Want to comment and watch this podcast as a video? Check out our YouTube Channel. https://www.youtube.com/@hiddenkillerspod Instagram https://www.instagram.com/hiddenkillerspod/ Facebook https://www.facebook.com/hiddenkillerspod/ Tik-Tok https://www.tiktok.com/@hiddenkillerspod X Twitter https://x.com/tonybpod Listen Ad-Free On Apple Podcasts Here: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/true-crime-today-premium-plus-ad-free-advance-episode/id1705422872

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On the 5th Nightmare Before Christmas... In the summer of 2005, a North Carolina couple slipped away to their Oak Island beach house for a quiet weekend—only to find a stranger renovating their living room. Power tools hummed, drywall dust floated in the air, and the man in work boots calmly insisted the property was his. He even produced a deed, complete with signatures and a tidy paper trail. According to the stranger, he had bought the home from a North Carolina doctor, Dr. William Holbert, for the unbelievable price of $200,000, barely half its value. Holbert, he claimed, was liquidating his sick grandmother's home in a hurry. But the story cracked quickly. Holbert and his partner, Laura Reese, had already vanished, and the cash from the fraudulent sale had funded their next home in Louisa, Kentucky. By the time investigators arrived, the couple was gone without a trace. It was far from over because wherever Holbert went next, terror followed—and the bodies stacked quietly behind him. Join Cam and Jen on this episode of Our True Crime Podcast entitled "The Killer Wore Flip-Flops: Wild Bill Holbert: Day 5:12 Nightmares Before Christmas". Thank you to our incredible team: Listener discretion is by Edward October @octoberpodVHS. Executive Producer/ Music@theinkypawprint  Sources:  https://web.archive.org/web/20100730225302/http://www.panama-guide.com/article.php/20100728195827437 https://www.bbc.com/news/world-latin-america-10874340 https://www.citizen-times.com/story/news/local/2017/08/15/serial-killer-wnc-native-wild-bill-sentenced-panama-5-murders/104613034/ https://www.amazon.com/Long-Live-King-Wild-Bill/dp/B09P2657C7 https://www.starnewsonline.com/news/20100729/oak-island-forgery-suspect-connected-with-up-to-20-murders-in-central-america https://news.sky.com/story/american-serial-killer-william-wild-bill-holbert-and-ex-wife-jailed-in-panama-10989198 https://www.reuters.com/article/world/us/american-accused-of-killing-5-to-face-panama-trial-idUSTRE67408I/ http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/08/05/william-holbert-panama-mu_n_671658.html https://nypost.com/2016/07/10/how-a-small-time-crook-became-a-ruthless-killer-with-a-passion-for-real-estate/ http://lithub.com/catching-wild-bill-and-jane-the-end-of-a-killing-spree-in-panama/# https://www.crimetraveller.org/2016/09/jolly-roger-social-club-william-holbert/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Part 2 Dave and Bethlie discuss the book And The Bride Wore White.    Chapter 2-4 about Satan's lies. His lies haven't really changed (Gen. 3:1-13) "Did God really say that?" "God is keeping something good from you." "A little won't hurt you." "Now that you've fallen, God has no use for you."  There is no debating with the devil.  We must learn truth and shut him down with truth.   Chapter 6 about Purity being a process.   Realizing: *I was not born pure. (We are born innocent, but we are also born sinners.) *I will face the beast of lust, perhaps over and over again, but that in itself is not  a sin. Rather it is a chance to develop my purity by talking to God, talking to a  friend, and making a fast, strategic exit.  *I can become pure. (Pg 57)   Chapter 7 about envisioning a Godly Husband. One of Charity's favorite chapters, simply because the author encourages girls to dream about and pray for the man that God has for them. (Incidentally, when I was praying for David Young, I was dreaming of a handsome man with dark, curly hair, blue eyes, and dimples. The Lord loves me! Ironically, David wasn't even saved when I started praying for him!)   Chapter 8-12 give practical and Biblical tools to maintain purity including awesome dating advice. *Woven throughout the book is Bob and Dannah's love story, how they met, how they dated, broke up, got back together, became engaged, and eventually married.   Self-control and self-denial Modesty in dress and conduct Having the right kind of conversations. ("Foul lines"—things you won't discuss until you are ready to be married.) (pg 98-99) Be sure you (and the one you're interested in) love God MOST. Being open to wise counsel, particularly from parents.   Conclusion The book finishes with God's beautiful, sacred plan for sexuality.  There are "letters" in the appendix which deal with things like sexual abuse pornography fatherlessness abortion singleness

We are in Detroit for Jingle Ball at our sister station.... but is what some of our co-workers doing with their outfits a bad thing? See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

We are in Detroit for Jingle Ball at our sister station.... but is what some of our co-workers doing with their outfits a bad thing?

Sorry for the gap last week — Stephen got hit with the debuff known as “real-life sickness,” so we had to skip an episode. But we're back! This week we jump into our usual weeks-in-review: what we played, what we watched, and what kept us entertained. We also break down the wild news of Netflix buying HBO/Warner Bros. (yeah… didn't see that one coming), and we wrap things up with our expectations and hype levels for this week's Game Awards show.

It’s that time of year Spotify Wrapped has arrived. Russell discovered his “listening age” (and it was… surprising), while Lisa tried to work out how to even view hers on her old iPhone.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Servicing Foxx Inc: Part 3 Job Performance Medical Testing By PtmcPilot listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories. "Come in," she called. I entered the medical exam room to find her standing in a white uniform with white two inch heels, her hair now down, and most strikingly, the top three buttons on her uniform undone. I couldn't tell if she was wearing a bra, but the cleavage she was sporting could almost put Christina Hendricks to shame. She held out a hand and I passed her the clipboard. "Please sit here," she said, motioning to a chair that was also equipped with an apparatus for me to sit my arm on while a blood sample was taken. She reviewed my medical history, making notes and asking me questions every now and then. Then she donned a pair of latex gloves and prepped some sample vials. "Are you allergic to rubbing alcohol or latex?" She asked. "No," I said, and moved the armrest into position. She frowned at me, removed my arm from the rest and moved it out of the way. Then she moved the armrest into position and positioned my arm upon it. I didn't get it, but I let her do as she wanted. "Please keep your arm here while I sterilize." She raised an eyebrow and said, "Hmm. I think this will go better if you acknowledge my orders more precisely." I nodded. She smiled, "Do you understand?" As Ms. Olson had said, she was precise, and I was beginning to understand something about this woman. "I understand, Nurse Jenkins. I will keep my arm here while you sterilize." For my words I was rewarded with that brilliant smile. She broke the seal on an alcohol wipe, then held my wrist as she thoroughly scrubbed the inside of my elbow. Next she picked up a tourniquet strap and tied it around my upper arm. "Please make a fist and squeeze three times, holding on the last," she said. "Make a fist and squeeze three times, holding on the last, aye," I repeated back as if in the Navy again. Her cheeks flushed and her nostrils flared (I swear they did), as she produced the sample syringe, selected a vein, and stuck me for the sample. She was well practiced and it was a good stick. After drawing two vials she pulled the syringe and applied a square of gauze, "Apply pressure," she said as she disposed of the syringe and then started to invert the sealed vials a few times. "Apply pressure, aye," I said, and she smiled again. She took the vials to a nearby machine, where she inserted the tubes and pressed a few buttons. Then she returned, bringing an elastic, self stick bandage with her. She took the gauze from me and applied a new piece, "Apply pressure," she said. I repeated back the order, and was rewarded with another bright smile as she applied the bandage. She then stood and motioned for me to follow her. "Employment does require verification that you are drug free, so next up is the urine sample." She crooked an eyebrow at me, "Are you sufficiently hydrated to provide a sample at this time?" I checked, yep. "Yes, Nurse Jenkins." "Do you typically suffer from stage fright? As they say?" She asked. "Um, no Nurse Jenkins," I said, though in truth I was certain I had never tried whatever it was she appeared to have in mind. Then she laughed and handed me a specimen jar. "I'm just messing with you," and she pushed me into the small restroom and shut the door. She came back a couple minutes later and took the now filled, sealed and cleaned specimen bottle from me. "Now, Tom, please remove your clothes and put on the gown over there. Be sure the gown opening is to the front." I'll go easy on you here and just say I continued to repeat back all of her instructions verbatim. Her expression was not so much professional detachment as it was desire when I finished the repeat back. Apparently such over the top verbal obedience was high on her list of triggers. She left the room, closing the door behind her, and I took off my clothes, folding them and setting them on a shelf. Now nude, I picked up the gown and pulled on the sleeves with the opening in the front. Now, normally such gowns tie in the back and the opening starts somewhere just over your ass. In this configuration the opening started at my belly button, putting everything on display. However, I wasn't really surprised. I knocked on the door and her voice replied, "Come in." Entering the room she gestured to the exam table. I noticed it was now pleasantly warm in the room. "Please sit and we will review your medical history and start the skin survey." I sat down, with my now semi-hard cock pointing up from my groin. And it was in this configuration, with me mostly naked and her sitting fully clothed only a few feet away and right in front of me, that we discussed my medical history for the next twenty minutes. Seemingly satisfied with the evaluation, she set the clipboard aside and washed her hands again. "Now, Tom, I find it best to conduct the exam of your epidermis with my bare hands. If you have any objections I will switch to gloves of course." Of course, I thought. Then she asked, "Do you have any objections to my use of bare hands?" Shaking my head, I said, "No objections Nurse Jenkins." She beamed at me, then said, "Very well. Please remove the gown and lay down on your chest and I will examine your back first." I gave the repeat back and added, "Yes nurse". Then I pulled the knot loose, dropped the gown to the floor and turned and lay down on my chest. It was at this point I realized the only purpose of the gown was to reinforce the fact she was fully clothed and I was definitely not. No sooner was I lying on my chest when I felt her hands on my feet. Her fingers alternately stroked, pressed, probed and felt my skin. She took her time, asking about various moles, small scars, and other things of interest. As she went over my thighs and ass, I started to get aroused again even though she wasn't really doing anything to directly elicit such a response. She seemed to sense my discomfort as she worked on my lower back. "Please roll to your left side," she said. Rather than repeat this, I simply rolled as directed. She took hold of my stiffening cock and adjusted its position before rolling me back onto my belly. She then finished her examination of my backside, informing me I would have follow ups with a dermatologist for two odd looking moles, just to be sure. "Now roll over to your back please," she said, and I did. Once again she started at my feet and worked her way up to my scalp, skipping my groin. All the attention had me once again hard and ready for whatever was next. I didn't have to wait long. "Mr. Jeffries, at this time I would like to get you comfortable for the final portions of the exam." I nodded to indicate she should continue. "I will be manually examining your testicles, very carefully, to look for any lumps. You do know your age bracket is most at risk for testicular cancer?" I was lying on my back, nude, as the nurse ran her hands over my balls, cupping them snugly. I didn't try to hold back a groan. "Yes, nurse." "When complete I will perform a digital exam of your prostate, followed shortly by collection of a sperm sample." I groaned and acknowledged her, ready for whatever she had in mind to make that last part happen. "Mr. Jeffries, while most commonly a prostate exam is conducted with the patient bent forward over the table, I suggest we avail ourselves of the equipment present to make you most comfortable." "I, um, don't understand." She leaned forward and put her face right in front of mine, "Scoot your ass down the table and put your feet in the stirrups." Now that gave me pause. While I understood women getting into that position, I wasn't sure about my doing it. The pause was just long enough to draw a reprimand. Her face was still right in front of mine as her hand holding my balls changed from fondle to control, but well short of anything painful. "Mr. Jeffries, is there a concern you would like to voice?" Her grip shifted from control to fondle, and back. With her still holding onto me I adjusted my position on the table as instructed, "No, Nurse Jenkins," I groaned as she manipulated me. Then she let go of me and helped my feet into the stirrups, my calves resting on the pads. Then, in another surprise, she attached a Velcro strap to each. She then moved her chair and sat very close to me, taking my balls in her hand and very carefully palpating them. My cock, completely hard as a result of her manipulation, dripped onto my belly. I don't know how long she took for the exam, but there was quite the puddle when she was done. I figured she was done when she made a tight ring with her thumb and forefinger at the base of my cock even as she continued to hold my balls. "Mr Jeffries?" She said, and I looked down at her as she extended her tongue and started to lick my balls. My eyes rolled up and I groaned. She then ran her tongue up the length of my cock, twirled her tongue around my head, then licked up the puddle of precum. As my cock reached a state of full hardness she said, "Now we shall move on to the prostate exam and the sperm sample." Letting go of my cock, she stood and handed me a bulb shaped bit of silicone. "At some point during the process I will bring you to orgasm. At any time you feel you may ejaculate you are to inform me and pop that receptacle onto the head of your penis. Do you understand?" I nodded and said, "Yes nurse." Then she made an unnecessary show of putting on one latex glove and thoroughly lubricating her hands. Then she held the base of my cock and rubbed my balls as her gloved hand rubbed my perineum and anus. I tensed. I felt her breath on my cock as both her hands continued to stroke me. "You are clear on the outcome?" "Yes nurse," I said with some strain. "Good," she said and took me fully in her mouth. To my surprise, I delighted in the feeling of her finger pushing into me even as she slid her mouth down my length. I thrust my hips up as she pushed into me, and she coughed at the sudden movement and pulled back. The finger inside me was motionless for a bit, and then she starting moving it, though in a way I couldn't place. A deep pressure started to build. As she continued to 'examine' what had to be my prostate, she said, "Really Mr. Jeffries, thrusting is not appropriate." As she said this she stroked my cock using her saliva as a very nice lubricant. I could now tell she was rubbing every part of my prostate, being quite thorough. The pressure increased. "Will you be able to control yourself?" "Yes Nurse, I believe so." She nodded and gave me a most unprofessional leer. "I doubt it," she said, "but try anyway." And then she took me fully in her mouth again, her tongue doing wonderful things up and down the length of my cock. The finger in my ass was now moving more in and out than back and forth, and when she added a second finger I gripped the sides of the table and forced my hips to remain in place. She hummed around my cock and stroked me with her fingers. It was like nothing else I'd ever experienced. Her tongue worked my frenulum and head while her fingers stroked my shaft, and the effect of her fingers on my prostate was to make my cock feel a few inches longer. She regularly looked up at me, and the vision of her intense eyes with me in her mouth added another sexual dimension. As she bobbed and stroked me slowly it became clear that she was in no hurry. Monitoring my reactions, she paused her efforts every now and then back away from the edge. It felt strange and delicious, and after what seemed like ages but was probably only ten minutes, I had the feeling I was, well, dribbling into her mouth. She noticed as well and she took her mouth off me. "I've got you flowing nicely now, and I want a nice full sample from you." I looked down and noticed precum oozing out continuously. As she kept fingering me she massaged my balls with the rest of her hand. Then she resumed sucking and tonguing my head and crown as she stroked me, but this time felt different. As I started to tense up she didn't stop. "Nurse, I'm getting close!" I said with some urgency. She hummed an acknowledgment, looked me in the eye again. I had the silicone bulb thingy and I was damn close to needing it. Then, with an aggressive tongue lashing of my frenulum, I was there. "I'm going to come!" She continued to stroke my shaft as she backed away and I popped the cup over the head of my cock. It was a snug fit and I didn't have to hold it, which was good because just a moment later my body seized up and I found myself at the edge for an intense period. At no time did she stop stroking my cock and my ass, and then Boom! I exploded. The prostate massage and her continued stroking sent me into another world. My hips took off on their own as I pumped shot after shot into the bulb. When I finally started breathing again she pulled off the cup and took me in her mouth and gently licked and sucked me as I softened. When she stopped I realized her finger was no longer inside me. I heard the snap of her removing her glove, and then she undid the Velcro. "You may clean up and get dressed Mr. Jeffries, I should have your results soon," she said. I noticed she was quite flushed, possibly more than myself. "Yes Nurse," I said absently as I got off the bench in a post orgasmic daze. In the restroom I cleaned up, got dressed and knocked on the door some minutes later. "Enter," came her voice. I did so and she motioned for me to sit on the bench again. "Well, Mr.Jeffries, as might be expected for a young man of twenty-four years, you are in very good health. Blood work and vitals normal, all disease checks negative, your testes and prostate are normal, and you have a reasonably high sperm count." She paused then, kissed me and said, "Next time I'll get to swallow all the little swimmers." She showed me her 'sex badge', and I noted the two at the top were CIM (come in mouth) and FOX (essentially blow job). I returned her grin and said, "I look forward to it." She led me to the door and I headed back to my office. As I passed Allie at reception she smiled prettily. "How is your first day going?" She asked. "Somehow even better than I expected," I said. My stomach growled loud enough for her to hear. The clock said it was already 1230. "Would you like some lunch?" She asked. "That would be great," I said. She picked up the phone, punched a number and spoke briefly. A minute later Susan from security arrived and took Allie's place. "Be back in fifteen," Allie said. Susan smirked, "Take all the time you want." "Just lunch, Susan, not my turn," Allie replied. Allie led me to the cafeteria, where about ten people were still eating. I ordered a turkey club and joined Ashley at an empty table. As we ate we made small talk, mostly about how we had come to work at Foxx Inc. Allie was finishing an internship, looking to start law school in the Fall. She was quite interested in my Navy experience, and while I tried to answer her, I found it was always difficult to convey what life on a submarine was like. "So what about my predecessor?" I asked. "What about him?" she said. "Do you know why he left?" I asked. She shrugged, "I think the job wore him out. He was here for a few years I think, left Monday last week." "Wore him out, as in " I said, the question hanging there. She swallowed a bite of food and then said, "I'm sure that at some point having all the sex you can handle must become too much." She shrugged, "Or maybe he wanted a girlfriend. It would take someone really open minded to let their boyfriend loose in here every day." Too tired? I thought about that. I'd had two great orgasms today, and I felt energized. Would I feel that way by Friday? One thing was for sure I was looking forward to finding out. I finished my sandwich and noticed a woman a couple of tables away was watching me. Allie noticed my glance and looked over her shoulder. The other woman waved at us, then stood and left the room. "Who was that?" I asked. "That's Cindy from IT, your last appointment for the day. She'll be by around five after for your two pm meeting." "Oh?" I said. "Why five minutes late?" "Velma's never on time." "Velma? I thought you said Cindy?" I said, confused. "It'll be clear enough. She's not one to waste time, so I recommend having a password ready for your smart card. It's kind of like the CAC you used to have. Eight characters, upper and lower case, numerals and special character." "Sure," I said, confused, and wondering why she referenced a CAC at all. Back in my office I took a very quick shower before going over more maintenance history and familiarizing myself with the existing contracts. After going through about half the documents my impression was that things were running well in the building, but I'd follow up with Ms Olson later to get her thoughts. I also googled Velma, though I didn't remember the other name. It didn't take long to figure out what might be going on, so I was ready when shortly after 1400 my door opened and a woman walked in. She had short cropped dark brown hair, dark rimmed glasses, an orange sweater, a red skirt and orange stockings. A pair of large breasts wobbled underneath her sweater making it clear she was without a bra. "Hi," she said with a smile, "I'm Velma from IT to set up your account." At first I didn't recognize her, but something about her face was familiar. It suddenly dawned on me that this was the same woman from lunch. Her name tag read Cindy something, but whatever Velma wanted, I was ready to give it to her. I shook my head in an exaggerated manner and barked out, "Zoinks!" She laughed and smiled broadly. "You're so goofy, Shaggy." She gestured to my computer, "May I?" she said. I backed away from the desk and offered her the seat. "Of course." She smiled at me and said, "Thanks, Shaggy." Her hands flew over the keyboard, screens changing rapidly as she did so. After a moment she took my badge, removed it from the protective sleeve, and slotted into the side of the computer. She backed away and gestured toward the computer. "Once you enter a password it will take about fifteen minutes to generate keys," she said. I typed in a password and was asked to verify it twice. Once done she stood, went to the door, and locked it from within. Then she turned to face me and pulled her sweater over her head. She was a thicc young woman, with a truly large pair of nicely shaped tits. Silver dollar areola and tight pink nipples atop easily DDD milky white breasts. I closed the distance and took those mammaries in my hands, squeezing, fondling and sucking like a starving man. She murmured her approval and enjoyed my ministrations for a short while. Then she put her hands on my shoulders and gently pressed me to sit down on the floor. She sat down astride my thighs, her hands undoing my belt and pulling down my pants and underwear. She readily got me hard in her mouth before moving down and dangling her tits on either side of my cock. Not needing any guidance at this point, I took her tits in my hands and kneaded them as I held them around my cock. Fucking those beauties was a dream. Nothing quite like handfuls of breast wrapped around my dick to really get me going. Velma was holding herself up with her hands, watching me enjoy the use of her ample cleavage as her tits dangled over me. Even better, every four or five strokes she took me in her mouth to lube me up again. "Enjoying yourself?" She asked after a few minutes. I groaned with another thrust between the mounds filling my hands, "Very much so, Velma." "Cool, Shaggy," she said. "Okay if I ride you now?" "Be my guest," I said. She crawled forward a bit, then moved up her feet and shifted into a squat. Taking a hold of me she sat down on my cock as I sucked a nipple into my mouth. She was very wet, but extremely tight. She took her time, at least thirty seconds, to fully seat herself on my hips. Then, she leaned down to kiss me as she started to ride me ever so slowly. Velma used only her quads as she raised and lowered herself, and it seemed the tension in those muscles was also reflected in her kegels. Somehow she squeezed me on both the upstroke and the downstroke. It was a slow build for me, and who knows how she kept up those squats, but as she continued I found myself soon approaching a conclusion. "Velma, I'm getting close," I said. Dropping her weight on my hips she rolled us over into a missionary position, save for the fact I still had my pants on. I pulled out of her reluctantly and shucked off my pants and underwear. Velma spread her legs wide in invitation and started to rub her clit. Kneeling between her thighs I pressed into her again and then held her legs open by leaning on her thighs. She moaned as I started to fuck her in earnest. "Oh, yeah," she purred, "pound me Shaggy! Come in me!" Needing no other encouragement or direction, I did just that. Stroke after stroke I buried myself in her cunt, the delicious feeling building once again. Suddenly, her breath caught and her eyes closed tightly and she declared she was coming. She clamped down on me, threatening to keep me from finishing, but I would not be deterred from driving us both over the edge. I slid my hands to her shoulders and pulled her down as I thrust up into her tightness again. I could sense her coming off her peak and then I was there myself, swelling and then bursting inside her. She opened her eyes as I finished pumping her full of my third load of the day. "Thanks Shaggy, that was cool." I nodded, then withdrew to get dressed, yet again. She took her seat in front of the computer, chest still wonderfully bare. "Just in time Mr J. Your card is ready now." She stood and picked up her sweater which she pulled over her big tits with practiced ease. "The start page should help you well enough, but if you need anything, just call." she said. I remembered there was one thing I needed: how to expense the uniforms. Velma talked me through that and then it was time for her to go. I'd hardly said a thing during her visit, but it didn't seem to bother her. For the next couple of hours I made sure to rehydrate while I was using my new network access to evaluate the services currently under contract. All seemed to be in order, but there was something nagging at me. I spent some time trying to figure it out, but to no avail. It was half past four and about time for me to call it a day when there was a knock at my door and the always lovely Ms Olson came in and sat across from me. "And how was your first day, Joe?" She asked. Leaning back in my chair I said, "I think you know it's a bit of a living wet dream." She smirked and I continued, "But I do have a few questions." "I'll answer if I can," she said, "what's on your mind?" "First off, I thought I was providing the fantasy material," I said. She raised an eyebrow and held it there for a moment. "Surely having Velma from IT stop by wasn't too much of a burden?" I was briefly at a loss, "How " She held up a hand to stop me. "Many people like role playing, and from many sides. If it doesn't bother you then just enjoy it. And Velma's her thing. Always has been. I presume Shaggy was able to answer to his name?" I hadn't realized the joke of Shaggy shagging Velma, and I laughed out loud.. "Okay, and the nurse is, just that way?" Ms Olson regarded me quizzically, "What do you mean?" I realized I was about to say something unkind, and I stopped myself. "Nothing. My exam was pretty intense, that's all." The look I received was unexpected. "Was anything wrong?" She asked. "Um, well, no. I can't say that." "But the, ah, sperm sample collection surprised you?" She was instantly pleased by my surprise. My eyes narrowed, "Just how much of what goes on behind closed doors do you know about?" "Only what people tell me Mr Jeffries, only what they tell me." "And what was it our nurse said after our session?" Ms Olson smiled her brilliant predatory smile. "She all but demanded to be on your schedule the next time she is in the building. When I asked why she said the sample process precluded her from feeling your cock pumping down her throat." I was agog again, and she leaned forward, "Her exact words, I'm quite certain. I gather the prostate massage was unexpected? But enjoyable." I nodded dumbly. "I, um, yes of course it was. But why sperm samples?" She crossed her legs and held one knee in her hands. "Really Mr. Jeffries, when you ask me questions like that I have to wonder if you somehow faked being a nuclear trained operator." I sighed, "Because someone may want my sperm." "You see," she said with a smirk, "I knew you were quick." For the umpteenth time today I was momentarily speechless. "But with full medical, why not IVF or artificial insemination?" She nodded, "Those are options we support as well, but historically if the woman is fertile the old fashioned way is much more effective. And fun, of course." "I see." "No, I doubt that you do, but that's a discussion for another time." I had the distinct sense we were done for now. I walked around the table and lifted her to her feet. Taking her head in my hands I kissed her thoroughly before giving her a very unfriendly hug, pressing her taut nipples into my chest. "I'll never be able to thank you enough." She patted my cheek and stepped back. "I'd seriously like to fuck you right now, but I said three per day to start. I doubt you've had sex three times a day five days in a row at any time in your life. I don't want to overtax you starting on day one." "Well, actually, if you ask Tilly about this one time," I started, and she held up a hand to stop me. "It's mean to tell me I am not giving you a proper challenge," she turned, locked the door and immediately started undressing. "It will not do for me to think we are not getting you off enough." Subconsciously I had followed her lead and was quickly getting undressed to match her. "I didn't mean it that way," I said. Nude, she knelt on my couch and bent over. She looked over shoulder at me, "Now get over here and service me. I want your hands on my hips and your cock drilling me, right now." By the time she finished that statement I was sliding into her. I put my hands on her hips as requested, and started fucking her. "Mr. Jeffries, I have a dinner meeting in 30 minutes and I would appreciate a pair of quick orgasms so I have time to straighten up." I started grunting with effort and her moans and pants became more frantic. I was getting close to the finish myself. I turned her face toward me and checked that she was wearing blue lipstick. "Are you ready for me to give you your pre-dinner snack Ms. Olson?" Her mouth opened to say something, but then my fingers on her clit launched her climax and she couldn't seem to find the words. After a long period of gasping, she pulled free of my cock and turned to sit on the couch. At once she deep throated me. I reached down and twisted her nipples as she sucked on me. She moaned, and the sound put me over the edge. Even after coming three times earlier in the day, my body was not letting me down. I felt like I pumped a mouthful down to her belly, and I wondered if that would continue. This time she didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and she continued to use her tongue to play with my cock until I was soft. "Thank you for the snack Mr. Jeffries. Good job getting hydrated. Organic man milk does a body good." She started to get dressed and I did the same. "I am going to sleep very well tonight Ms. Olson," I said. She finished dressing and patted me on the cheek. "I know you will," she said with a smile before she turned and left my office. I got dressed and sat down at my desk, the day's servicing work apparently concluded. I put my hands behind my head and leaned back, unable to keep a smile from forming on my face. I made a few mental notes of things I needed to work on. The tri-graphs. There were a lot of them, and if I was to service someone without speaking first, I wouldn't want to get any of them wrong. And two things tugged at the edges of my awareness: was there more to the story of my predecessor, and was there some reason to pay more attention to the intern? I honestly had no idea why Allie had popped into my mind, but it was oddly similar to the feeling you get when something isn't right in the propulsion plant. You get used to everything being a certain way, and when something is off, you know at once even though it is going to take a bit to figure out what has grabbed your attention. I replayed the brief encounters with Allie and couldn't put a finger on why I was, what? Curious? Skeptical? Suspicious? Shaking my head I picked up the PBS booklet, grabbed my keys and wallet and left for the day. To be continued By PtmcPilot for Literotica

12-03-25 Eric Vickrey joins TEAM Talk to discuss 'Before They Wore Dodger Blue'

Dave and Bethlie discuss the book And The Bride Wore White.  And The Bride Wore White takes the "purity talk" to a whole new level. Dannah Gresh is conversational, humorous, vulnerable, and frank, all while supporting every point with Scripture. Reading the book is like hearing from a loving big sister. It's written for high school through college aged girls, and we recommend that moms and their girls (or youth pastor's wives and teen girls) read it together. Charity and I read it together, and we had some great conversations. Be advised that Dannah is careful but frank about cultural struggles and purity issues. If we're being honest, our children, even if we feel they are totally protected from outside influences, are hearing what our world has to say about sexuality. It is worth it to prepare them with truth for the lies that our culture presents.   Dannah is also open and honest (again, carefully) about her own purity failure as a teen. My fear when I first picked up the book, was that it would present her "fall" or "struggle" in such a way that it would give license to sexual sin because, after all, that's what grace is for, right? But that is not at all Dannah's heart. Her desire is to keep girls from the shattering heartache and years of guilt and shame that Satan and our world never promises, but always delivers. The book also addresses how to allow the Lord to free you from sexual sin and to live in victory and healing grace.   *Charity told me that she felt the frankness of the book is needed to make sure every area of purity is well-covered and there is no room for "loop-hole" mentality. She said, "Mrs. Gresh makes sure she tells you every area that is wrong." Chapter Titles Include: And the Bride Wore White: Deciding to Live a Lifestyle of Purity   Satan's Big Fat Sex Lies: Learning to Recognize the Truth   Satan's Biggest, Fattest Sex Lie: Resisting the Lure to Sin   Breakin' Up is Hard to Do: Breaking off Sinful Relationships in Three Steps Purity is a Process: Defining Innocence and Purity Purity Dreams of Its Future: Envisioning a Godly Husband Purity is Governed by Its Value: Discovering Your Value in God's Eyes Discovering Your Value in the Eyes of Others Purity Speaks Boldly: Preparing Your Tongue for Dates Purity Loves Its Creator at any Cost: Pursuing a Love Relationship with Jesus  Purity Embraces Wise Guidance Inviting your Parents into Your love Life Purity Watches Burning Flames: Finding M.O.R.E. to Help You   Each chapter begins with a testimony from a teen or college student who is walking or learning to walk in purity. One of the teen girls to whom I gave this book said that those testimonials really spoke to her.     Every Chapter also begins with Scripture, the very first passage being Titus 2:11-13, "For the Grace of God that bringeth salvation hath appeared to all men, Teaching us that, denying ungodliness and worldly lusts, we should live soberly, righteously, and godly, in this present world; Looking for that blessed hope, and the glorious appearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ;" And so chapter one starts with saying NO to ungodliness and worldly lust, but emphasizing that we cannot maintain that purity on our own.   Every chapter ends with a reflection prompt allowing the reader to journal some ways that the Lord is convicting or encouraging them.

Whacking after dark - Pants happened... Bob wore pants today - The Deebo and Joe podcast is quickly turning into one of our favorite podcasts - 3WS Christmas Tinsel Time - We check in with the Pittsburgh Scanner - We all take a trip to the animal mating zoo - Nate the crazy Italian guy with a Stuff A Bus message - Hey friends have a good thanksgiving are off the next few days - Stuff A Bus Starts Monday - Leave us a talkback message... Listen on iHeartRadio click the little mic and leave your talkback messageSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Whacking after dark - Pants happened... Bob wore pants today - The Deebo and Joe podcast is quickly turning into one of our favorite Steelers podcasts - 3WS Christmas Tinsel Time - We check in with the Pittsburgh Scanner - We all take a trip to the animal mating zoo - Nate the crazy Italian guy with a Stuff A Bus message - Hey friends have a good thanksgiving are off the next few days - Stuff A Bus Starts Monday - Leave us a talkback message... Listen on iHeartRadio click the little mic and leave your talkback messageSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Well, it’s the last sitting week for Parliament of the year and it’s safe to say it’s a more dramatic ending than many predicted. Earlier this week One Nation Senator Pauline Hanson walked into the upper house wearing a black burqa. If that sounds familiar it’s because yes, it has happened before - eight years ago. So what led to this moment that has caused headlines around the world? We’ll tell you what you need to know today. Hosts: Billi FitzSimons and Emma GillespeProducer: Orla Maher Want to support The Daily Aus? That's so kind! The best way to do that is to click ‘follow’ on Spotify or Apple and to leave us a five-star review. We would be so grateful. The Daily Aus is a media company focused on delivering accessible and digestible news to young people. We are completely independent. Want more from TDA?Subscribe to The Daily Aus newsletterSubscribe to The Daily Aus’ YouTube Channel Have feedback for us?We’re always looking for new ways to improve what we do. If you’ve got feedback, we’re all ears. Tell us here.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Ever end up with a suitcase full of clothes and still feel like you have nothing to wear? You're not alone. In this episode, Tannya shares how she packed for a five-day work trip to Georgia and the exact process she uses with clients to plan outfits that travel well, look chic, and make you feel confident. Here's what you'll learn:How to plan your outfits around your itinerary, not your suitcase.The secret to rewearing pieces without feeling repetitive.Why comfort and polish can absolutely coexist on travel days.The biggest mindset shift from her trip is don't be afraid to be seen. Whether you're heading out for business, a weekend getaway, or your next big conference, this episode will help you simplify packing and step into your trip feeling like your most put-together self. 

November is Remembrance Month in the UK. In honour of this, celebrities, football teams and people around the world wear a red poppy to remember soldiers that have fought for the British army in wars of years gone by.However, not everyone is comfortable wearing the poppy, given the British Army's history, particularly in Ireland.But. would seeing an Irish person wearing the poppy offend you, or would you feel indifferent?Andrea is joined by Aontú Leader and Meath West TD, Peadar Tóibín, as well as listeners, to discuss.

Beat Migs!! Tune in for Target shenanigans. General Mills debates, and a pair of million dollar balls. This one's got something for everyone!

Scotch, Tank, and Mandy are throwing down the generational gauntlet!

Week 8 of the NFL season was pure chaos — ankle horror shows, quarterback meltdowns, and a stat line from Jonathan Taylor that's straight outta Madden. The boys are back to break it all down with their signature blend of comedy, chaos, and questionable analysis.

You've heard of fighting for your country -- but what happens when the enemy shares your barracks? In this episode of IDKMYDE, B Daht shares how the"Camp Pendleton 14" learned that military justice isn't blind... it just wears a hood sometimes.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

John Richardson joins The Patriot Strong Podcast once again! Join the conversation as we discuss how and why our medical system and big pharma are failing patients across the country. A patient healed, is a customer lost. Something needs to change. RNCstore.com/PatriotStrong

50-year-old Cory Nickerson was caught on surveillance cameras sneaking his way into the Hillsborough County Sheriff's Office and allegedly assaulting two dispatchers. What really stood out was Cory's "attire". He was wearing a hat ... and a Speedo. This was in New Hampshire?See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In the first part of this two-part episode, Sana and I take a deep dive through our childhood experiences of having curly, “nontraditional” hair in a south asian household. From being told to get keratin treatments, to having our hair constantly braided all the time so it wouldn't look “messy”, and having our beauty constantly compared to our mothers and sisters, there is a lot to talk about! We also talk about keeping our hair healthy in times of stress, different types of brushing techniques for curly hair, hair oil being our friend, south asian beauty standards, and more! In the second part of this episode, which will be released next week, we will be reading audience entries! Many of you submitted curly girl hair stories, and we will be reading and reacting to them, as well as adding our own takes. Make sure to stay tuned!

"THE DEVIL WORE A LABCOAT" John Richardson joins Silk for open discussion. Tonight at 10pm ET on Lindell TV. #DiamondandSilk http://DiamondandSilkMedia.com Use Promo Code: DIAMOND or TRUMPWON 1. http://DiamondandSilkStore.com2. https://thedrardisshow.com/shop-all/?aff=123. http://PatchThat.com4. https://cardiomiracle.com/?ref=DIAMOND5. https://MyPillow.com/TrumpWon6. https://DrStellaMD.com7. https://www.Curativabay.com/?aff=18. http://MaskDerma.comSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Mike Johnson, Beau Morgan, and Ali Mac react to the latest college football headlines, including Oklahoma State firing their head football coach Mike Gunday, and Oklahoma quarterback and Heisman frontrunner John Mateer having to undergo surgery on his right hand that will have him out for about a month. Mike, Beau, and Ali also preview some of the biggest college football games that are happening this weekend.

Am I the Jerk? is the show where you can confess your deepest darkest secrets and be part of the conversation.

Thursday 9/18/25

Thursday 9/18/25

Dive into the madness with Opie and Ron the Waiter on the Opie Radio podcast! From awkward puberty tales and Tom Brady's fake-out retirement to the infamous Homeless Charlie radio scandal that pissed off Al Sharpton, this episode is a rollercoaster of laughs and shocks. They riff on NFL drama, alien conspiracies, and why Wheat Thins are banned in Europe. Expect raw, unfiltered chaos that'll keep you hooked! Subscribe to Opie Radio wherever you get your podcasts for more wild stories.

Why does the U.S. have two antitrust enforcement agencies—and how do they really differ in practice? In this episode, Puja Patel and Barry Nigro are joined by Debbie Majoras, former FTC Chair and former Deputy Assistant Attorney General at the DOJ Antitrust Division, to explore the procedural, cultural, and strategic distinctions between the FTC and DOJ. From procedural standards to enforcement style, merger review processes, and even remedy structures, Debbie reflects on her leadership experience at both agencies and offers practical insights for practitioners navigating the divide. Tune in to hear how these differences shape competition enforcement—and why they matter for clients, courts, and the future of antitrust. With special guest: Debbie Majoras Hosted by: Puja Patel, Cleary Gottlieb Steen & Hamilton LLP and Barry Nigro, Fried, Frank

09-12-25 - First Amendment Emailers And Reactions - Since The Kirk Suspect Is Young What If It's Another Luigi Mangione Situation - Could John Still Be With Dua Lipa If She Wore A Ravens Jersey Or Committed A CrimeSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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In a world where anti-Black politicians and policies surround us, Ketanji Brown Jackson sat in a sea of hate with the most potent Black symbol around her neck. Here's why it matters right now. _____________ 2-Minute Black History is produced by PushBlack, the nation's largest non-profit Black media company. PushBlack exists to amplify the stories of Black history you didn't learn in school. You make PushBlack happen with your contributions at BlackHistoryYear.com — most people donate $10 a month, but every dollar makes a difference. If this episode moved you, share it with your people! Thanks for supporting the work. The production team for this podcast includes Cydney Smith and Len Webb. Our editors are Lance John and Avery Phillips from Gifted Sounds Network. Lilly Workneh serves as executive producer. To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Friday 9/5/25

Friday 9/5/25

This is a YouTube video as well that you can watch here:  https://youtu.be/7M2VGhZ0PfcLink to Original Reddit Post: https://www.reddit.com/r/relationship_advice/comments/1bkepqz/my_26f_fiancé_26m_and_i_kicked_his_mom_59f_off/Two other episodes you might want to check out:How to BECOME a Wedding PlannerBTS: Join Jamie on a Real Sales Call | Wedding Planning Business TipsShare your thoughts on this episode over on Instagram!  What do you think?!  Take a screenshot and tag @wolferandco so we can hear from you!Join the amazing discussions over in the Wedding Pros Facebook Group.  This is a group for aspiring, new, and experienced wedding planners and wedding vendor professionals!Jamie would love to help you get started with your wedding planning business or optimize the one you have already started.  If you'd like personal guidance from Jamie, access to her community of VIP wedding professionals, and the opportunity to be listed on her preferred wedding planner listing that is shared with thousands of engaged couples every month, consider joining The Union Mastermind. You can find out more about that program HERE.Our Favorite Wedding Business Resources:Generation Tux - join their Partner Program and start earning affiliate money recommending a reputable suit vendor to your clients!Timeline Genius - create detailed timelines for your events (automated text messages, emails, and more!)Legally Set - Get all your legal contract templates you need; use code “UNION” for 20% OFFHoneybook - keep all your clients organized; use code “UNION” to get the current deal Jamie locked in for ya!P.S. - The links above may use affiliate platforms where commission may be earned based on clicks and/or purchases, and I would love it if you used them! It won't cost you anything extra, but affiliate links are RAD because they help creators like me to fund the free content we provide.

Because of an accident involving the school computer Dexter Riley can suddenly remember and process information in the blink of an eye, which has colleges lining up for him to represent them, and draws the interest of a criminal who's gambling empire is threatened by his new found talents. Join the Invaders as we discuss the Walt Disney classic, family adventure film The Computer Wore Tennis Shoes (1969) starring Kurt Russell, and the 1995 television remake starring Kirk Cameron on this episode of Invasion of the Remake! Support independent podcasts like ours by telling your friends and family how to find us at places like Apple Podcasts, iTunes, Spotify, Google Podcasts, Stitcher, PlayerFM, Tune In Radio, PodChaser, Amazon Music, Audible, Libsyn, iHeartRadio and all the best podcast providers. Spread the love! Like, share and subscribe! You can also help out the show with a positive review and a 5-star rating over on iTunes / Apple Podcasts. We want to hear from you and your opinions will help shape the future of the show. Your ratings and reviews also help others find the show. Their "earballs" will thank you. https://invasionoftheremake.wixsite.com/podcast Follow us on BlueSky: @invasionremake.bsky.social Follow us on X/Twitter: @InvasionRemake Like and share us on Facebook, Instagram & Tik-Tok: Invasion of the Remake Email us your questions, suggestions, corrections, challenges and comments: invasionoftheremake@gmail.com Buy a cool t-shirt, hoodies, hats, and other Invasion of the Remake swag at our merchandise store!

Where is Duji? Rover upset some people with his trans shooter discussion. JLR loves getting paid every week because it is easier to budget. The Powerball is up to $950 million dollars. Stock expert Charlie. A man who won millions couldn't wait to buy a zero-turn riding lawn mower. Rover was not convinced after watching "The Truth about Jussie Smollett?" What are the grossest habits of the show members? A baseball player was seen pulling out his nose hairs during the game. Charlie would paint his toenails as a kid. Snitzer wore women's underwear and Charlie humped blow up doll. Scratch 'N' Sniff. Letting a girl hold it when you pee. Tom Llamas, NBC ‘Nightly News' anchor, was arrested over a violent incident that he was part of in college back in 2001. Two female tennis stars get into a heated altercation post-match at the US Open. When did MEWL visit the hospital last?

Where is Duji? Rover upset some people with his trans shooter discussion. JLR loves getting paid every week because it is easier to budget. The Powerball is up to $950 million dollars. Stock expert Charlie. A man who won millions couldn't wait to buy a zero-turn riding lawn mower. Rover was not convinced after watching "The Truth about Jussie Smollett?" What are the grossest habits of the show members? A baseball player was seen pulling out his nose hairs during the game. Charlie would paint his toenails as a kid. Snitzer wore women's underwear and Charlie humped blow up doll. Scratch 'N' Sniff. Letting a girl hold it when you pee. Tom Llamas, NBC ‘Nightly News' anchor, was arrested over a violent incident that he was part of in college back in 2001. Two female tennis stars get into a heated altercation post-match at the US Open. When did MEWL visit the hospital last? See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Some moms get Christmas card photos with everyone in sweaters. Kurt's mom? She's getting one with a giant cow.

Headlines Ronnie The Swinger ain't getting off that easy, his girl is on hold

David joins with a list of the best players to wear various numbers in college football.

The BFFs are back this week to discuss the week's biggest headlines. Brianna live from Martha's Vineyard and Josh in studio. The two debrief the chaotic week we had with Love Island USA and the Cierra drama and Josh can't even believe what Kylie Jenner wore to Jeff Bezos' wedding. ---------- Support Our Sponsors: Download the Gametime app today and use code BFF for $20 off your first purchase Available for a limited time - grab your BODYARMOR Chill at 7-Eleven or a store near you. Visit Sunglass Hut today and make every moment truly yours. Use the code BFF on https://rhoback.com for a generous 20% off your first order Subscribe to the podcast now: https://barstool.link/3m4Q0Fq Check out the BFFs Social Media Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/bffspod/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/BFFsPod TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@bffspod Follow Josh Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/joshrichards/ Tiktok: https://www.tiktok.com/@joshrichards?lang=en Twitter: https://twitter.com/JoshRichards Follow Brianna Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/briannalapaglia/?hl=en TikTiok: https://www.tiktok.com/@briannachickenfry?lang=en Twitter: https://twitter.com/bchickenfry?lang=en Check out Barstool Sports for more: http://www.barstoolsports.comYou can find every episode of this show on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or YouTube. Prime Members can listen ad-free on Amazon Music. For more, visit barstool.link/bffspod

Hell, hath no fury than the woke left finding a new celebrity to cancel. This episode is brought to you by Preserve Gold, visit https://drphilgold.com to claim your free guide. They have hundreds of 5-star reviews and millions of dollars in trusted transactions.  As a bonus, you can get up to $15,000 with a qualified purchase from Preserve Gold. With price assurance, you can ensure you receive the best value.So don't wait. Visit https://drphilgold.com today!  Subscribe | Rate | Review | Share: YouTube: https://bit.ly/3H3lJ8n    Apple Podcasts: https://apple.co/4jVk6rX     Spotify: https://bit.ly/4n6PCVZ Website: https://www.drphilpodcast.com