I Believe What I Need To - A Puzzling Evidence Podcast - S2E3

05/05/20 • 81 min

In search of Pink infestations, Puzzling Evidence surprises even himself with his mind-over-matter tricks and skill as a Jerk Botherer. Ensconced, Puzzling rescues a 7-Bladed Windbreaker, an heirloom stolen by Bishop Joey. When Bishop refuses to try napping, Puzzling balks. However, Bishop is wounded at the Battle of the 12 Idiots and the two reconcile just before Puzzling engages in some serious competitive napping. 'My name is Dr. Hal,' said the Giant. 'I come from Paris. I was attacked by a group of Conspiracy Dupes. At least 7000 surrounded me".

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Zoltan No Worries Fear Pain - A Puzzling Evidence Podcast - S2E2

Whilst investigating the death of a local supervisor, a courageous muleskinner named Philo Drummond uncovers a legend about a supernaturally-cursed, weathered gun circulating throughout Antarctica. As soon as anyone uses the gun, he or she has exactly 199 days left to live.

The doomed few appear to be ordinary people during day to day life, but when photographed, they look shadowy. A marked person feels like a blasted dogfish to touch.

Philo gets hold of the gun, refusing to believe the superstition. A collage of images flash into his mind: a stoned catfish balancing on a wasted supervisor, an old newspaper headline about an intentional accident, a hooded lion fish ranting about armpit and a drinking well located in an invisible place.

When Philo notices his ass has dogfish-like properties, he realizes that the curse of the weathered gun is true and calls in his pal, a gravedigger called Ivan Stang, to help.

Ivan examines the gun and willingly submits himself to the curse. He finds that the same visions flash before his eyes. He finds the stoned catfish balancing on a wasted supervisor particularly chilling. He joins the queue for a supernatural death.

Philo and Ivan pursue a quest to uncover the meaning of the visions, starting with a search for the hooded lion fish. Will they be able to stop the curse before their time is up?

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A Race of Lazy Mice - A Puzzling Evidence Podcast - S2E4

Philo had always loved Dobbstown with its freshly-landed Flying Saucers. It was a place where he felt thoughtless; a trustworthy, misaligned, whisky drinker with a massive butt and too-tall nuts. His friends saw him as a sticky saint. Once, he had even revived a dying, old baby toddler. That's the sort of man he was.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of L'il G'Broagfran Schmidlap. L'il G'Broagfran was an energetic coward with porcine butt and emaciated nuts.

Philo stepped outside, L'il G'Broagfran glared with all the wrath of 9,979 nervous bright Bespectacled Cave Things. He said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I want revenge." Philo looked back, even more like a dumbass, still fingering the doughnut.

They looked like two hoglike uncles grundeling to the beat.

THE END