Hey folks, Norm here.

We've got another exciting directors cut special for you this week with author Shannon Garrity.

First you get to listen to the story, one that you folks requested that we do over

social media, and that made the finals of the People's Choice Awards the year that we ran it.

And then Shannon and I chat through it in part and talk about the story, about comedy, horror, and you know, hate. Hope you enjoy it.

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Enjoy the show. I know my neighbor's dog as a bark, a deep, dark venomous yop that begins and ends on a

snarl.

It's loud, louder than it should be. Ear plugs do nothing. It penetrates. Once it starts, it continues

relentlessly for a period ranging from one to four hours. It can start at any time, day or night,

dropping from the veils of morning to where the crickets sings. Things known to start

the dog barking include, but are not limited to sunrise sunset darkness

rain helicopters radios clouds children's laughter anyone entering any of the backyards helicopters, and air. The bark of my neighbor's dog is a loathsome bark. It makes the shoulders

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