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Cover girl! Work it now! Do a... Oh hello!

Have we started? I'm busy fixing my Craig.

I can tell you, alone in the space bunker, the Wednesday night double-dutch socials have been a train wreck.

Alright, booting up Craig should take just about the length of time of a podcast that could stand to lose a good 15 minutes.

Enjoy the show!

Hello from the Magic cavern! A weekly podcast on the magical land of fune, I'm your host Arne and Ecamp.

If you've never listened to the podcast before, this is everything you need to know about two and a half plus years ago

so I fell through a dimensional portal behind a Burger King in Chicago into the magical fantastical land of fune.

Luckily I'm still getting a Wi-Fi signal from the Burger King through that dimensional riff and I use it to upload a podcast I record every week here in the tavern the Vermilion Minotaur, in the town hog's face, in the land of fune, and I'm joined as always by my co-host,

you said or the wizard.

I am you said or, wizard of that twelfth realm of a fesiest master of light and shadow, manipulator of magical lights, devourer of chaos, champion of the great halls of tracus.

The elves know me as fying yalak, the dwarves know me as zodin and hook stangies, and I am noon and in the northeast as gas-mainiest me star.

Class Anus and there may be other secret names.

Oh, if these names were to be uttered in your presence, why I believe your very blood would begin to boil, your urine would begin to freeze, and the bile in your system would shoot straight out of your ears.

All at the same time?

Mm-hmm.

So my blood would boil, and my urine would freeze. That would have to be a mostly unpleasant sensation.

Yeah, there's probably some of it's like around the edges of this, I'm enjoying it, but most of it's bad.

I think you get some bile out of your ears.

I found out a secret name.

What what?

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