This is a headgum podcast. Ah, back to the cemetery to hear more rude tales of magic? Lucky you, your old

pal, the gray freaker robbed, I mean, found this dusty cassette tape inside of a casket

oh the random hole in the ground.

Hmm, Nethermerk. Sounds freaky. Oh, that frights in the world have been cast down.

You gotta be tough as bills to survive in this town. You got monsters for neighbors monsters for friends the

monsters the caves never end the debts go much deeper than you've ever seen a night when you're screaming means a night of sweet dream Never luck.

Soag tights, lack of lights. Never luck.

Tribal dice.

Stileagmites, never work.

Eons ago, far from the teenage woods, far from gods of vacation or gods of using the bathroom,

gods of bread crusts, slime, or whatever, there was simply God.

Capital G, Big White beard, O D.

God separated the light from the dark, the sky from the sea,

and made up land and gravity to stick in between.

But before he created all the plants and creatures, land and gravity to stick in between.

But before he created all the plants and creatures to populate this new world, he crafted first

an audience, man.

God made

a humanity watch as he delighted in the unspooling of his unlimited imagination made real.

He birthed gigantic spiders, parasitic fungus,

legions of screaming cockroaches, pointy-eared, elves, venomous eels who could drive cars but had never seen cars before,

carneverous shrubberies, birds with teeth instead of feathers, and more and more and more,

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