Sort and scale contains adult themes and violence and is not intended for all audiences

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I'm sorry, sir. How old is your is it your grandson? My grandson is 40 years old. My daughter's trying to break into a door

We don't know if he's alive or not alive. We don't know what's going on

Hello and welcome to season five episode 117 of sword and scale a show that reveals that the worst monsters are real

This is our last episode before summer break so we've picked something that we think will adequately terrify you and leave you with a significant amount of trauma and mental

anguish until we get back and that will be in mid-July for all of you keeping score at home. It feels like a lot of you've been catching up anyway.

This is the first season where we've put out shows every week and there's a lot to go through.

Especially since nowadays you have a lot more choices in the form of true crime podcasts and entertainment.

Back in 2014 there was pretty much us and forensic files speaking of which a lot of you have been asking about the TV show that we've hinted at a lot.

And I can't really say much about it still but rest assured that we are scheduled to start filming this month.

So all I can say is yay stay tuned.

Of course if you feel like you're still not getting enough head on over to our Patreon there will be 30 full-length episodes by the time you hear this episode on the regular feed, 30 episodes of plus which range from 30 minutes to an hour.

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Support your favorite podcast that's what makes us able to keep doing this your support. You can boycott an advertiser you can't boycott half a million fans.

Just go to patreon.com slash sword and scale and pledge your five bucks for some fantastically terrifying premium content.

Thank you and on with the show.

Our egos can be our worst enemy in college.

I had a friend named Rich. He had a buddy who would hang out with us often. I'll call him Steve.

Steve was kind of, how should I say this? He was kind of a dorky guy. I mean I liked him a lot. He was really nice overly polite, always smiling and joking.

And like us he had cool hobbies like racing and music that we would often talk about.

Well Rich went up to college a few hours away in Tampa and one day we decided to go visit him.

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