Podcast hiatus over! Back to your regularly scheduled blather.
Ft. an ostentatious and ultimately unfortunate chain (of events).
In which the Barker is worse than the byte. (Apologies for the end abruptly cutting off! I don’t know what happened. The
Richard is great, but, y’know…
To quote Jared Dunn: ‘Don’t act like it’s not magical.’
ft. legal battles, loyal friends, and Chekhov’s egg
In which we learn that tequila is never a good idea.
In which Pied Piper start playing dirty, in more than one sense of the word.
ft. Homicide (the energy drink) and more homicide (of Blaine, indirect and hypothetical; and of Homicide’s director, figurative and arguably deserved).
ft. night sweats and the birth of Anton