Hello and welcome to Crippin' Out Podcast. My name is Mark Stores and hangin' out with me as always is. Rob Murphy. Oh shit. And me is Chris. Oh, you was Chris. Yeah, we are Ken.

Yeah, indeed. That's in reference to the Barbie movie that I went to go see over the weekend with my kids and it was fucking awesome. Yeah, okay. There it is. Very special episode guys. Okay.

We made it to 300. Holy shit. I believe you coined this phrase our expedition and assholary. We are at number 300. Hard to believe. Not counting the 170 some odd episodes. We have we're at Patreon.com, place Crippin' Out Podcast, pushing the paroduct in the beginning of the show. Well played. There you go. There you go. So I mean total. We got like a 400 something total, which is astonished. Yeah, but that's non-canonical. Well, yeah, of course. Canonically speaking. Canon windows, bitches. Yeah. Canon. This isn't big.

Deal pod. Dude, it is. It's I'm super excited. I'm I'm gonna say up top. Thank you so much to our listeners out there that tune in every week that come to support us. It's awesome. I mean, obviously without listeners, we would not have a show. We would just be three guys talking to two people. So and we're not. We're talking to all kinds of folks for five years.

Yeah, that's not exactly an unknown experience. Yeah, that wasn't that wasn't exercise into getting up to what we are now. So yes, episode 300 and oh shit. And this is one that's kind of near and near to my heart because skin walker ranch is dope. Don't get me wrong. I'm all about skin walker ranch. But I mean, we're not for us to do a proper skin walker ranch. Chris will have to depart the earth. It's true. He can't make it and then I won't make it. And then what's going to happen when we're going? We're all.

Yeah, it's going to be you in a tin can. Yeah, exactly. Yeah, we're going to be on iron lungs and wearing depends if we wanted to get through the 11,000 part journey that would be skin walker ranch. And we don't have to. And we don't have to because there's an even better place to visit. And that is the star dust ranch.

Damn straight. All right, Robert. You got a little you got a little injury here for us. I do. Let's see what you got. This account is compiled from multiple interviews and the book star dust ranch, the incredible true story.

There are of course discrepancies in the respective retellings of events, which we will address in detail during a later episode.

But by combing through the various versions, I've endeavored to offer the most complete, comprehensive and accurate interpretation of the star dust story to date.

One which includes elements that have largely and inexplicably been ignored by others covering this astonishing case.

So without wasting another breath, Mr. Stores, we are talking start us ranch part one, the man who kills monsters. Yeah.

Take the supernatural antics surrounding skin walker ranch, including UFOs, bizarre beasts, animal mutilations, poltergeist and portals added to black eye doppelgangers, M.I.B. and alien factions caught in a turf war.

Top it all off with a 70 samurai exploitation cherry and what do you get the ultra bizarre yet unnervingly true case of the notorious star dust ranch welcome to the weirdest wildest paranormal hot spot in the west.

I'm in. I need cowboy boots. I need a hat. I need a horse. I need chaps. I get chaps first assless chance. Well, they're all assless. I really don't want to show my ass in the west.

That's fair. I mean, I'll be there doing it for you. I'll lead the way. I'll lead the church. Okay. So no jeans, all chaps, all chaps, spurs for days.

Hats couple guns. When I was a kid, love the rest love the vast by a kid. I mean, like 14. My mom for reasons. I still can't fathom. You know, I had recently discovered Metallica and Slayer.

I was just doing what I was doing. Like drawing skulls. I'm a gene. Yeah, sure came home with a 10 gallon cow brown hat and a pair of fuck sucking spurs.

Dude, why didn't you should have incorporated it? And I was like, I did. Oh, yeah. No, the spurs ended up on my engineer boots for a while. But even that seemed to be like, like sub ironic.

It was going to a place that was too bad for the late 80s and certainly for me at the time.

Dude, you got to put that 10 gallon head on slap like a creator patch on it or something. I never found a place for. Do put a feather in it. It's tough.

Yeah, I don't really got a minute, but it was so sweet. I'm like, I guess you don't know the path I'm on, but.

And the spurs. I'm not sure. I mean, it's not. I mean, I've seen horses at a distance. I wasn't going to ride one. Okay. God forbid. I mean, in case you do, you're prepared.

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