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Please no, god help us no! Is the end nigh? A truly disastrous one hour radio show from Amplevoicepod starring DJ Adrian Byrne and producer Tony Wilson (the 'ATRS') finds out. In this third 13 minute segment as the Yellowstone park caldera erupts and a Japanese tsunami is reported, Adrian speaks with resident Agronomist Bert Kavanagh on the phone. But first: "what does the big G dog make of it all. On the Telephone here to tell us how religion has foretold the end of the world is the Reverend Jagros." Rev. Jagros: "God bless you Adrian. The Bible has foretold the end of the world. It is not too late for you or your listeners to repent and save your souls before Judgement day. For it is now the time of the second coming as foretold in the scriptures." Adrian: "So JC is going to ride down from the heavens any second now on a glowing white horse." Rev. Jagros: "Ah you rib me gently man, but soon you too will see the truth. As a young lad at bedtime my mother would read to me from the scriptures so I know the Lords arrival will be preceded by times of great trials for us all. Look at us now Adrian in the midst of a great recession. Our people our suffering, suffering! All of us yeah we are suffering. The signs are all there. All over the world there is wars and famine. But we look away, immerse ourselves in the X-­Factor. But Cowell he is the false prophet, that's not real music the Rohypnol for the minds of the masses. He distracts us from the genocide and murders of children in the name of false gods. He wants us to value money and the easy life, the comfortable material life and stick our heads in the sand, because the bad stuff only happens far far away. Hearts are hardening, people are selfish and it is now cool to say God does not exist like the Dawkins, the Hitchens & Jonathan Somebody! These people even feel intellectually superior...." "BUT THE RAPTURE IS COMING ADRIAN!" And what of producer Tony Wilson, stuck out on the streets in the ever-increasing panic? Listen in and find out on The Adrian & Tony Radio Show. Downloadable in high-res audio. Get it now. ATRS I is an Amplevoicepod ear-film production. We make fully immersive HD audio adventures. More than just a podcast, we are the Voice of Pod. Join us, follow, subscribe and like. Welcome to the oddball parade.

Is the apocalypse now? A disastrous one hour radio show from Amplevoicepod starring DJ Adrian Byrne and producer Tony Wilson (the 'ATRS') finds out. In this second 10 minute segment, there's a super volcanic eruption in Yellowstone Park and strange sounds abound in the sky as Tony Wilson is on the streets discovering that the world might really be ending. He meets Linda and a middle-aged man in a white dress buying baked beans: Lilo McGregor, only for it then to go horribly wrong. Back in the studio DJ Adgeen meets the 'extinction event' guest himself, the ATRS 'resident professor'; the flared nostrils of Professor Mick Chiselton. They talk of which ways we could be wiped out; a deep space impact, a solar storm, planet X, the magnetic pole shifting or nuclear war? Which one would you like? Probably the one where our own stupidity does us in, as is evident. Anyway, listen to the Adrian & Tony Radio Show and find out. It's pretty ominous... with the shocking pronouncement that "flummications are all around!" ATRS I is an Amplevoicepod ear-film production. We make fully immersive HD audio adventures. More than just a podcast, we are the Voice of Pod. Join us, follow, subscribe and like. Check us out on Spotify, iTunes, Acast, PlayerFM, Spreaker, Stitcher, Google Podcasts, Deezer, Podcast Addict and everywhere else podcatchers pounce. Podbean and Soundcloud for episode art plus YouTube vids aplenty, Twatter, etc, you know yourself.

Is the apocalypse now? A disastrous one hour radio show from Amplevoicepod starring DJ Adrian Byrne and producer Tony Wilson (the 'ATRS') finds out. In this first 13-minute segment, there's something going on in Yellowstone Park in the USA, strange sounds abound in the sky and Tony is sent out to do a 'voxpop on the streets' to see if the world is really ending. Special studio guest is the ATRS 'resident astrological expert'; famed astro-cosmologist Fabian Mortimer who presents Adrian with stunning new evidence from his Guatemalan jungle trip with Rodrigo. He discovered a Mayan hieroglyphic stone and makes a fateful revelation live via Skype! Just what is it? Listen to the Adrian & Tony Radio Show and find out. It's pretty seriously ominous... with the shocking pronouncement that baked beans are the ideal gift for the one you love... ATRS I is an Amplevoicepod ear-film production. We make fully immersive HD audio adventures. More than just a podcast, we are the Voice of Pod. Join us, follow, subscribe and like. Check us out on Spotify, Acast, PlayerFM, Spreaker, Stitcher, Google Podcasts, Deezer, Podcast Addict and everywhere else podcatchers pounce. Podbean and Soundcloud for episode art plus YouTube vids aplenty, Twatter, etc, you know yourself. Welcome to the Podestant Reformation.

The unexpurgated, entire 1 hr 15 min original story from Amplevoicepod. Just who are Amplevoicepod? Two men who ought to know better. We make audio adventures for your inner 15-year old. We are the head boys with original strange stories. Feature-length, full fx and showcasing new characters! In English with Irish vernacular from real graduated summa-cum-laude voice actors! We have over 100+ hours on the way for you to catch up on when on the bus, on the job, on the toilet! Sci-fi, historical and modern, we educate your aural orifice with comedy ear-films! So subscribe, check out Podbean or Soundcloud for our episode art and enjoy our delicate state of mind. Usually it takes about 70 hours of writing, recording, editing & mastering to deliver 1 hour of finished project. We are Amplevoicepod: The Voice of Pod. Richard Pheasant: "Well, what can I say? My name is Richard Pheasant. Most people who know me call me Dick". Egritte Manbender: "Calm down. Now look, you've planted your fist in my Banoffee pie!" Richard Pheasant: "This is Egrit Manbender. She's on the Mount Eidel Development Association. She's stuck up like the rest of them there; Hubert Stelfark and Turtle Desmond. They hate me!" Hubert Stelfark: "For God's sake!" Turtle Desmond: "He's killing the tourists of the town!" Hubert Stelfark: "Tourism, Turtle, he's killing tourism." Ponkin Bourke: "Nice pie, Egritte!" Richard Pheasant: "That's my mate Ponkin Bourke. He volunteers on the council, coz I think he fancies the posh Manbender one." Richard Pheasant: "Hello? Hello?" Richard Pheasant: "I was a proud man. I took no shit. This is me last week, getting kicked out of me local pub... (Which is pretty normal, like)." Richard Pheasant: "Barred now am I? Is that it? Barred?! You're throwing me out Patsy?! For what? It's only just gone 8am! That pint on the counter's mine! It's mine right!" Egritte Manbender: "We have to think about Richard...". Hubert Stelfark: "I don't want to think of him. Look Ponkin, a free spice-burger with chips every weekend, that'll do it, right?" Richard Pheasant: (Knocks on pub door) "Wha? Hah? No I haven't got my foot in the door, close it if you want! I don't fuckin' care. Ah you're just the same as you always were Patsy Goggleses." Egritte Manbender: "Something must be done about Mr. Pheasant. We are the Mount Eidel Development Association. It's our job to 'develop' an-and to 'solve'. Have some more pie, Ponkin?" Turtle Desmond: "He's bad for business! That's what I think, and no less. He has to be dealt with." Hubert Stelfark: "Exactly Councillor Desmond, can Sergeant Cody not just shoot him? Even just by accident?" Turtle Desmond: "Condoms and torn underwear!" Egritte Manbender: "What do you think Ponkin?" Ponkin Bourke: (Munches biscuit) "Wha?"  Richard Pheasant: "This town's gone to fuck so it has. Who'd want to live in Mount Eidel anymore? Bad enough your family gets my entire dole! That wife of yours put my rent up again... I won't pay Hannah, sure there's no money. No jobs! Nobody knows the real Dick Pheasant! (coughs)" Egritte Manbender: "Ponkin? Are you alright Ponkin? You're staring straight through me. We're, speaking about Richard?" Ponkin Bourke: "Sorry Egritte, I was caught, eh, Dick, yeah, Dick, well, he's his own man like," Hubert Stelfark: "We're about to hold the 'Community Games' for bloody's sake! What about the children!" Ponkin Bourke: "He hasn't got any, as far as I know. He sez Shlioler is barren. It's not his thing like." Hubert Stelfark: "No! His thing is fuckin' that feral female at the back of the storage cabins in our park!" Richard Pheasant: (Sneezes) "Jaysus! Look! Look?! You've given me a cold now! Kickin' me out! You're responsible!" Hubert Stelfark: "We've no money until this event generates some, and we can't hope for that if Richard Pheasant is lolling around with his tackle on show! Sorry Ponkin." Ponkin Bourke: "It's alright Hubert. Dick can be aggressive but he's not that bad once you get to know him." Richard Pheasant: (Sneezes). Hubert Stelfark: "Ok listen Ponkin, as well as the weekend spice burgers, what about: 24 cans of Tuborg, free, each week, wha? I can get them from Shamey Gansella down at the Offo in return for some sponsoring. Whaddaya think?" Ponkin Bourke: "These are lovely Egritte... Oh, eh, yeah, that might work Hubert." Hubert Stelfark: "Just have a word with him Ponkin. The MDA have too much on the agenda with sanitation expenditure than to waste our time on middle-aged miscreants." Egritte Manbender: "Public sex Ponkin." Ponkin: (Starts to choke). Egritte Manbender: "Chairman Hubert is right." Ponkin Bourke: "Sorry, okay Egritte. I’ll do that. I’m on for that. Yeah. I’ll speak to him. Low profile... Ok." Richard Pheasant: "So that was their plan. To bribe me with beer to stop having public sex with my girlfriend Shlioler. And why? Well in case you didn't hear; The Mount Eidel community games sports day was coming up and they were under stress to show off the town and didn't want my cock hanging out in the middle of it, so to speak. Would I take up the offer?? Listen and find out!" 'Mount Pheasant I' is an Amplevoicepod production. Stay subscribed for much much more, catch us now on Spotify, Apple & Google Podcasts, iHeartRadio, Stitcher, Spreaker, Castbox, Acast, Podcast Republic, Deezer and all those parasitic podcatchers out there. Also we've a Youtube channel where we showcase some short twisted tales and will soon put up long video versions of our HQ audio ear-films.

"I won! I won! I won! I won the race! I was first! I deserved that medal. It was mine. I don’t care that I wasn’t a 14 year old girl. But no one seemed happy for my athletic prowess. Fuck ‘em. I couldn’t stop to argue, I kept on running, running towards the storage prefabs in the park where I collapsed in a heap of bones and sickness, as Niklas Von Falconhorst lowered his binoculars…" "You’re a sad man Tom… Everyone knows that. Rachel was only using you. She wanted me! And she wasn’t going to give up either! But at that moment I had no concept of what the hell was going on as my legs went from beneath me in the dense growth around the prefabs." "Meanwhile as Lionel dragged me towards a vacant prefab cabin, Ponkin Bourke and Egritte Manbender were close by, all alone together they were, inside a prefab room looking through the Community Games medals and starting to look at each other, all weird like!" "See, told yis! Tom Kendall is a pervert of wild proportions! But what about poor old Ponkin, no butthole surfing for him with all the interruptions from a concerned Broadleaf O’Hara looking for me and a psychopathic Seawee Magee looking for Cottle! Like the main train station it was. But all I could hear was the echo of Lionel Penton’s sleazy man-molestering voice…" "At that moment as Lionel Penton began to unbuckle his beige chinos in front of my exhausted head, trying to convince me to work for him as his call centre manager… Outside the prefabs, with a pair of fat earphones and a microphone, was Mount Eidel Radio’s Cottle Fardell on the move and not far behind him, clacking along in her black heels was Rachel Stakkum, pumpin’ sweat from all angles…" "I had no idea what the fuck was going on! I was burning up… hot… couldn’t see… visions of erections… But then suddenly! Rachel Stakkum took the initiative, it was him or her!" "Seawee Magee swung that bat and caught Cottle square on the side of his neck… From then on it was all a blur… The room filled with people… I could hear only muffled voices. Was that Ponkin? Or Hubert Stelfark??? It didn’t matter… I went a bit mental…" "And that was it… I don’t remember much… But I’d like to take this opportunity to apologise to Rachel. I was told I broke her jaw with my penis. Sorry Rachel. After that? Well, as Lionel said… I still had the job offer; call-centre manager, 40,000-a-year + commission + travel-saver package including gym membership and food tickets?… He’d take me on, if, as he euphemistically stated “I’d take him on me”… Well, what would you do?" "Yeah, yeah, like you wouldn’t do the same. I had to pay a lot of damages… The public toilet alone cost a fortune… What can I say? My name is Richard Pheasant. Most people who know me call me Dick… I am not a proud man." Mount Pheasant I is an Amplevoicepod ear-film production. We make fully immersive HD audio adventures. More than just a podcast, we are the Voice of Pod. Join us, follow, subscribe and like. It's a little different from the norm.

"Ah Jesus! I couldn’t help it! She was dripping on me carpet, bouncin’ around, trying to grab a picture off the wall and the towel just fell off her!! And there she was… like something off Pornhub; Pert and pretty, I had to touch her! But I was breakin’ the rules! No! I ran and ran, into the street, down the road, towards the town square.""I was right! No one would know. Know what? That I was about to shit myself! Those first set of animal pheromone pills were about to exit fast. I needed relief! Thank god that newly installed mechanical toilet box in the square was ready to take my money!! Open up ya whore ya! Rachel is comin’! She’s comin’!""Sorry Rachel, you were within a nipple’s length of getting sorely abused in the malfunctioning steel Exeloo toilet box in the square. I just ran! She chased me down towards the Mount Eidel memorial park where the Community Games were about to start! I saw a car, a big car, I had to hide from her! She was manic!""Lionel was trying to rape me! What the fuck was going on? How was I supposed to know the book I’d stolen from the library was an iconic gay novel? How’d I know he’d think me running away from young Rachel was a sign he could try and mount me? But as soon as those electric seats started to go down, that’s what he was intent on doing! I had to get out! Help! Help!""I ran as fast as me shaken stumps would take me. Snot flew all over my face as I fled into the crowds gathered for the opening ceremony of the Mount Eidel community games. It was a beautiful Summer’s day. Everyone was there; Ponkin was up close beside the posh Egritte Manbender woman. Broadleaf O’Hara was with Niklas Von Falconhorst toasting their sponsorship of the event and gardener Tom Kendall was hurriedly making finishing touches to the floral display. Then Hubert Stelfark took the microphone and mounted the podium.""I didn’t need this! Shlioler would kill me! What if she saw Rachel? But never mind that! Lionel Penton was running into the park after me. They were all after me! This was sick! I was sick! I lunged with all my energy towards the trees as the first children’s running event was about to start. No-one would find me in the thick of the bushes. Cottle too, he was on the run as well, seems his interview with Seawee Magee on fishing quota was twisted by Tom Shergar on the radio that day and Seawee was seeking out Cottle with a baseball bat but ever the professional Cottle would still cover the games.""Good old Tom Kendall, he’d hang you out to dry the two-faced fucker. You can see he likes to watch; with his baggy eyes focused on Rachel. Her there scuttling along in her high black heels and disgustingly perfect buttocks. She was intent on hunting me down. I was like an escaped convict as I lept into the oncoming bushes.""I told youse. A bet was a bet! And I pulled meself free from Shlioler’s toothless mouth. Tom Kendall was my witness! She barely sucked on it for a second! You tell them Tom! You know what I did next! I had no choice! Lionel was huntin’, Rachel was chasin’, Shlioler was achin’! And I was wasting! So I summoned the last drop of momentum I could, I burst through the bushes and launched down the grass bank and onto the running track, just as the starter pistol for the Girls-under-14 Relay race shot into the sky..."Mount Pheasant I is an Amplevoicepod ear-film production. We make fully immersive HD audio adventures. More than just a podcast, we are the Voice of Pod. Join us, follow, subscribe and like.

"I was right! I needed to get home. I had me Tuborg, and safely stored in the wank-bank; the vision of Lisa Gansella’s teenage breasts to take home with me. And what’s the story with my stolen library book? Dirty bitch! Anyway, fuck that. I was going to sleep for a week and be back in time for the next Monday club and invite the lads for my free spice burgers from Dolly Stelfark’s chipper. But then there came Linda. Who is Linda? Well, nearly pinning me up against the wall with her oversized jeep, this Linda was my teenagehood ex-girlfriend-now chunky monkey mother-of-three. Yeah, THAT Linda.""I wasn't getting better! Stomach tore out of me, floods of snot out me nose, I needed another round of Falconhorst tablets before I carked it. I didn't care if I overdosed. I just needed more! Good ol' Cottle got on the phone to Broadleaf O'Hara at the factory again.""Soooo, Panda Doll not Panadol... a mix-up of packages. The dumb bitch at reception Rachel Stakkum COULD spell. She gave me animal pheromones. What had she done to me? What was I swallowing all this time? Sure I wasn't to know yet was I? I'd find out quare and quick however, Rachel was on the way to deliver me the proper medicine... And on the day of the start of the community games and all! I tell ya, I went hard at my free Tuborg in me flat after that!""Cottle's Mother, she wasn't a looker, but when she was young around town with the tight skirts, heads would turn. And I remember those swimming lessons too. Far too young to get the rise tho'. Trouble is, 30 years later she was still punching the flab into her tiny leather skirts. Eyes to the sky, don't get the rise! She's bendin' down to fix her ankle straps!""I couldn’t! I couldn’t! Could I? NO! I couldn’t! I had a bet! Free beer and Dolly’s Spice Burgers! And I was sick! But she was gorgeous, half my age. She brought me free medicine and was now naked. In my shower! What would you do?!! Hah? I nearly drove the table through the wall with the bad thoughts…"Mount Pheasant I is an Amplevoicepod ear-film production. We script fully immersive HD audio adventures. More than just a podcast, we are the Voice of Pod. Join us, follow, subscribe and like.

"I didn't like Rachel Stakkum. She was ignorant. And the book in my pocket might not have been Aristotle, sure I only stole it from the library six months ago, but nevermind, I had me medicine and so, fuck her.""And so it came to pass. I made me a bet with Ponkin and Cottle. No sex for a month! Now I may have been delirious from the new Pan'adol tablets I got from Broadleaf at the sweaty girl reception but anyone who knows me knows I never refuse a bet. But then, something in the newspaper would change my life...""That was Lionel Penton from Fiddan & Gowle. And he was right. I would be seeing a lot more of him, but not a good way... I knew I didn't want to work, I was only being nice for the lift in his car up to Tina Looby's Betting shop. I looked down at the book buried deep into me jacket pocket and burst her on, but then I heard footsteps...""Shlioler was tempting out the tool but a bet was a bet! And speaking of bets, my next stop was big Tina Looby at the bookies. Tina now, she'd be more man than I could ever be! I was shocked.""Nearly molested by Tina's bulbous love button. I didn't know what got into her, but it certainly wasn't going to be me. I ran next door to Shamey Gansella's off licence to pick up my first free 24 pack of Tuborg donated by Hubert Stelfark and the lads up at the Mount Eidel Developement Association.""That's when I met Shamey's 15 year old daughter Lisa..."Mount Pheasant I is an Amplevoicepod ear-film production. We make fully immersive HD audio adventures. More than just a podcast, we are the Voice of Pod. Join us, follow, subscribe and like. Check us out on Spotify, Acast, PlayerFM, Spreaker, Stitcher and everywhere else our RSS takes us. YouTube, Twitter, Instagram, ah you know yourself, the list goes on and on...

Richard Pheasant: "Well, what can I say? My name is Richard Pheasant. Most people who know me call me Dick". Egritte Manbender: "Calm down. Now look, you've planted your fist in my Banoffee pie!" Richard Pheasant: "This is Egrit Manbender. She's on the Mount Eidel Development Association. She's stuck up like the rest of them there; Hubert Stelfark and Turtle Desmond. They hate me!" Hubert Stelfark: "For God's sake!" Turtle Desmond: "He's killing the tourists of the town!" Hubert Stelfark: "Tourism, Turtle, he's killing tourism." Ponkin Bourke: "Nice pie, Egritte!" Richard Pheasant: "That's my mate Ponkin Bourke. He volunteers on the council, coz I think he fancies the posh Manbender one." Richard Pheasant: "Hello? Hello?" Richard Pheasant: "I was a proud man. I took no shit. This is me last week, getting kicked out of me local pub... (Which is pretty normal, like)." Richard Pheasant: "Barred now am I? Is that it? Barred?! You're throwing me out Patsy?! For what? It's only just gone 8am! That pint on the counter's mine! It's mine right!" Egritte Manbender: "We have to think about Richard...". Hubert Stelfark: "I don't want to think of him. Look Ponkin, a free spice-burger with chips every weekend, that'll do it, right?" Richard Pheasant: (Knocks on pub door) "Wha? Hah? No I haven't got my foot in the door, close it if you want! I don't fuckin' care. Ah you're just the same as you always were Patsy Goggleses." Egritte Manbender: "Something must be done about Mr. Pheasant. We are the Mount Eidel Development Association. It's our job to 'develop' an-and to 'solve'. Have some more pie, Ponkin?" Turtle Desmond: "He's bad for business! That's what I think, and no less. He has to be dealt with." Hubert Stelfark: "Exactly Councillor Desmond, can Sergeant Cody not just shoot him? Even just by accident?" Turtle Desmond: "Condoms and torn underwear!" Egritte Manbender: "What do you think Ponkin?" Ponkin Bourke: (Munches biscuit) "Wha?"  Richard Pheasant: "This town's gone to fuck so it has. Who'd want to live in Mount Eidel anymore? Bad enough your family gets my entire dole! That wife of yours put my rent up again... I won't pay Hannah, sure there's no money. No jobs! Nobody knows the real Dick Pheasant! (coughs)" Egritte Manbender: "Ponkin? Are you alright Ponkin? You're staring straight through me. We're, speaking about Richard?" Ponkin Bourke: "Sorry Egritte, I was caught, eh, Dick, yeah, Dick, well, he's his own man like," Hubert Stelfark: "We're about to hold the 'Community Games' for bloody's sake! What about the children!" Ponkin Bourke: "He hasn't got any, as far as I know. He sez Shlioler is barren. It's not his thing like." Hubert Stelfark: "No! His thing is fuckin' that feral female at the back of the storage cabins in our park!" Richard Pheasant: (Sneezes) "Jaysus! Look! Look?! You've given me a cold now! Kickin' me out! You're responsible!" Hubert Stelfark: "We've no money until this event generates some, and we can't hope for that if Richard Pheasant is lolling around with his tackle on show!Sorry Ponkin." Ponkin Bourke: "It's alright Hubert. Dick can be aggressive but he's not that bad once you get to know him." Richard Pheasant: (Sneezes). Hubert Stelfark: "Ok listen Ponkin, as well as the weekend spice burgers, what about: 24 cans of Tuborg, free, each week, wha? I can get them from Shamey Gansella down at the Offo in return for some sponsoring. Whaddaya think?" Ponkin Bourke: "These are lovely Egritte... Oh, eh, yeah, that might work Hubert." Hubert Stelfark: "Just have a word with him Ponkin. The MDA have too much on the agenda with sanitation expenditure than to waste our time on middle-aged miscreants." Egritte Manbender: "Public sex Ponkin." Ponkin: (Starts to choke). Egritte Manbender: "Chairman Hubert is right." Ponkin Bourke: "Sorry, okay Egritte. I’ll do that. I’m on for that. Yeah. I’ll speak to him. Low profile... Ok." Richard Pheasant: "So that was their plan. To bribe me with beer to stop having public sex with my girlfriend Shlioler. And why? Well in case you didn't hear; The Mount Eidel community games sports day was coming up and they were under stress to show off the town and didn't want my cock hanging out in the middle of it, so to speak. Would I take up the offer?? Listen and find out!" 'Mount Pheasant I' is an Amplevoicepod production. Just who are Amplevoicepod? Two men who ought to know better. We make audio adventures for your inner 15-year old. We are the head boys with original strange stories. Feature-length, full fx and showcasing new characters! In English with Irish vernacular from real graduated summa-cum-laude voice actors! We have over 100+ hours on the way for you to catch up on when on the bus, on the job, on the toilet! Sci-fi, historical and modern, we educate your aural orifice with comedy ear-films! So subscribe, check out Podbean or Soundcloud for our episode art and enjoy our delicate state of mind. Usually it takes about 70 hours of writing, recording, editing & mastering to deliver 1 hour of finished project. We are Amplevoicepod: The Voice of Pod.

An awesome time travel adventure with Tucker Peacock & The Time Fiddler (the creator of the Shanks & the Chronal Fidula). Sending them careering through space time in a portaloo to romance Namorita in Atlantis, survive with Livia in ancient Rome & escape the Twinpaws in the Kingdom of Busher... Tucker: "You may not care about the world beyond your windows. But I’m not going to take it anymore! Time travel is real. Extra-terrestrials exist. I don’t get as much time as I used to for messing around on the internet until all hours of the morning though as I’ve got a full time job. But when I do have time I log on to Above Top Secret dot com. Through this and being a keen Fortean Times reader, I have felt compelled to find out for myself answers about visitations to earth by Unidentified flying objects. My name is Tucker Peacock and this is my name badge. I work full time for Fartronics computer store and in my spare time I’m a flying saucer seeker."  Tucker: "The party lasted long past sunset. At one point I saw a man sodomise another man with a radish. Not even the horses were safe from wondering slave penis! They started passing around some sort of hallucinogenic drugs and stripped off whatever clothes they had left and started dancing around... It was quite like some parties I had been to in the 90’s actually."  Original characters & fun-filled explicit storytelling in full-foley HD audio. Streaming our oddcast now on all good audiophilic emporia. © Copyright Amplevoicepod