¡Mira este Podcast ahora!
@swindledPodcast
¡El episodio más sangriento todavía!
"Cirujano oral se auto adicta hasta que se descubren sus restos del día"
@swindledPodcast
THE BODY SNATCHER
Oral surgeon self-addicts until someone discovers his cremains of the day
(season 2, ep.11)
@swindledPodcast
THE BODY SNATCHER
latest, not last Pod from
@SwindledPodcast
No es el último show de la temporada 2, pero solo quedan dos que aún no se han estrenado: la episodio penultimo y última, la episodio ultimo, ultimo, finalmente a descargo la Podcast more popular than the telenovellos in Mexico, or futbol in Brazil. Watch this Podcast now! Before it is too late for its narrator to end up like other brave journalists of our country--dead in the streets in a pool of their own blood with their tongue cut out and stuffed down their throat. Please!
instancia que termina esta temporada.
ONLY TWO
— mrjyn (@mrjyn) 2019년 3월 7일
![http://swindledpodcast.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/02/s2e11-800x480.jpg]()
I nursed my sleep-deprived body with tonight, after professional Mardi Gras-careerism meets Graham Greene-stilo, which is choosing to dwell on more salubrious, ephemeral sybaritic hedonism, but not where the festivities are to be found:
NEW ORLEANS! i took up with it tonight.
(That was the creepiest music you ever conscripted. And i’m glad it’s over.)
All Swindled Pods are thought up by your concerned anonymous pocaster/citizen(i don’t have time to go into the long line of anonymous disc jockeys, pirate ship radio and South American journalists whose longevity owes its “long” part to their obedience to their number one rule: stay anonymous, and STAY ALIVE) in a VERY CROWDED, MEDIOCRE CRIME POD-SCENE(what’s worse than a scene?) today.
"A Concerned Citizen" is serious about what he does, and doing it while protecting his anonymity.. He goes as far as blurring out his face in photos from his Social Network platforms.
This ep. features ghoulish twofer date, TWO deranged morticians,
TWO
Mercury poisonings, and
TWO
hundred dead bodies in a gory killing-field to make Jim Jones look fastidious, orJohn Wayne Gacycall Angie’s List.
Corpse-hoarderswho respectively make Herschel Gordon Lewis proud.
You're likely to hear...
WARNING:i now go on a Lester Bangs-type rant, as my body cries out for influence on tonight.
(once you stop telling everyone to listen to that fucking 2-year-old PODCAST which NO ONE born yet HAS NOT yet LISTENED TO BY NOW!
and, yes, the dead guy from Alabamaalso had the Mad Hatter's Mercury-poisoning chelation disease, which probably had not a little to do with how he died, from what; although it was probably time to go, if you believe George Costanza!
*You just made me run-on my parentheticized sentence too far to go back now.
Watch this podcast!
Two more left, and you're on your own, unless, you take media advice from The fuckingNew Yorker, whose mascot has nose in air, top hat, specs, and his pocket watch is being bejeweled in Lucerne...
They also passedSwindled over for Best Crime Pod last year ... someone to whom you're gonna transfer power of attorney, or living will rights holding dominion over your final Podlist and Testament...as you slowly succumb, but flail like a Price is Right contestant on your death bed
(sounds like you’ve been zombified, like poor Narcisse in that book you have not read yet, from the tetratadactin coursing through your veins, administered by the only unfriendly Haitian at the Hotel Olaffson--he was very concerned about your PG Tipps?!)
look. no fucking research,putaines et salopes--as beforeWikipedia,naked, only nourished bywhat has gone inand stayed in{to the cerebellum, hypocampus, or deep in the dark side of the moon/brain, WHERE IT WILL DIE UNUSED}--all“up here,” AS THEY SAY, when the dumbshits aren’t trying to edit the one subject on which I remain peerless, Wikipedia “Traci Lords”:
imperfect as the ruined executive function Bernie Madoff wouldn't take, only possibly shareable with Keith Richards, who only has to laugh until the end, vanquishing DEATH HIMSELF!
I, mE, who thinks this is a good use of my time...
*hOP back on. it should be safe now, unless you are an editor
... and mutely scream to your Jamaican nurse,
"I don't like The fucking New Yorker's taste inpodcasts, or anything else, for that matter, it turns out...AND STOP WITH THE REGGAE!”
*extra words in case you need them for continuity, like unused Ikea hardware: ***whculture, after all."*** -- this should be display:none in the html. thanks--ed. if it gets bad ENOUGH, come back here or come see one of us on Twitter.
We'll set you straighter than Parade.
thought up by--mrjyn 3.7.2019
*i could key-in me a goddamn Kerouac ream with this fucking Special Elite font at 25px. Good choice, "CC".
Now go sing your song!
if you’re completely all over the place and every way but louche, you can also go to the greatest browser button ever invented. it tells you which font anything on the WWW is! Then you can write shit in that font, and act like a big fucking journalist from the 40s.
to see the full size typography sample of this font, try going below or here, but it’s also up top. just click on it and it should let you see.
UPDATE: IT FINALLY LOADED AND IS STUCK ON TOP OF THIS POST!
LOOK AT IT IN ALL ITS SODDEN TYPEWRITER FADED GLORY!
BURROUGHS MAY HAVE SHOT IT IN MEXICO, OR PAUL BOWLES MAY HAVE TRIED TO FUCK IT.
WHO KNOWS?
ONLY ME,
TOMhanks,
AND,
POSSIBLY,
YOU,
who WILL ever BE thewiser, undone BYITSDIGITAL CERTAINTYfrom ANOBLY UNCERTAININSTRUMENT OF DEATH!
Watch Podcast now...
the last y last episode is the last episode, last, finally, to download the Podcast, MORE POPULAR IN MY COUNTRY of telenovellos, or futbol in Brazil.
It is time to stop
IMMEDIAMENTE!
Listen Podcast,
MUY IMPORTANTE
before it is too late for its narrator to end up like brave journalists of MY country, dead animals drowned in a pool of their blood, cut-out
tongue
re-stuffed in their own throat.
Warning others who contemplate something so foolish that it Is ITS only reward! May their audience
be
with God early than they expect
TO ARRIVE!
Por favor!
¡Mira este Podcast ahora!
LaVirgin de laGuadeloupe!
Listen to Swindled, the American Podcast and its crazy, anonymous broadcaster, bravely temptING DEATH while...
nos journalisticos de la verdad, qui para todos los cielos abre nos los nombres todos los dias en la memoriam y ultimatem en la muerte y finalmente por las radios qui conoce no border.
No es el último programa de la temporada 2, pero solo hay dos que aún no se han estrenado: el último y el último episodio, el último episodio, finalmente, para descargar el Podcast más popular que los telenovellos en México o el fútbol en México. Brasil .
¡Mira este Podcast ahora!
Antes de que sea demasiado tarde para que su narrador termine como otros periodistas valientes de nuestro país, muertos en las calles en un charco de su propia sangre con la lengua cortada y metida en la garganta.
¡Por favor!
Te amo en nombre de la Virgen de Guadalupe, escucho Swindled Podcast y esta emisora estadounidense anónima que valientemente sigue emulando a nuestros valientes hombres de las verdades, quienes a menudo mueren una muerte sangrienta sin familia o seres queridos en sus ojos. . instancia que termina esta temporada.
It is not the last program of season 2, but there are only two that have not yet been released:
the last and the last episode.
the last episode: More popular Podcast than telenovellos! Mexico listen to your murder stories instead of soccer in Mexico, Brazil, Italy.
Watch Podcast now!
Please! I love the Virgin of Guadalupe, I listen to Swindled Podcast, and this anonymous American who valiantly continues to emulate brave men who often die a bloody death have no family in their eyes.
instance that ends this season.
I listen to Swindled Podcast and the anonymous American valiantly emulates brave men of truth who die with bloody death-eyes ends this season
I get happy when he posts manufactured complaints from bored listeners.
pithy sparring with fans and critics is commensurate with his on-Pod demeanor:
THE BODY SNATCHER
latest, not last Pod from
@SwindledPodcast
No es el último show de la temporada 2, pero solo quedan dos que aún no se han estrenado: la episodio penultimo y última, la episodio ultimo, ultimo, finalmente a descargo la Podcast more popular than the telenovellos in Mexico, or futbol in Brazil. Watch this Podcast now! Before it is too late for its narrator to end up like other brave journalists of our country--dead in the streets in a pool of their own blood with their tongue cut out and stuffed down their throat. Please!
instancia que termina esta temporada.
ONLY TWO
— mrjyn (@mrjyn) 2019년 3월 7일
![http://swindledpodcast.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/02/s2e11-800x480.jpg]()
I nursed my sleep-deprived body with tonight, after professional Mardi Gras-careerism meets Graham Greene-stilo, which is choosing to dwell on more salubrious, ephemeral sybaritic hedonism, but not where the festivities are to be found:
NEW ORLEANS! i took up with it tonight.
(That was the creepiest music you ever conscripted. And i’m glad it’s over.)
All Swindled Pods are thought up by your concerned anonymous pocaster/citizen(i don’t have time to go into the long line of anonymous disc jockeys, pirate ship radio and South American journalists whose longevity owes its “long” part to their obedience to their number one rule: stay anonymous, and STAY ALIVE) in a VERY CROWDED, MEDIOCRE CRIME POD-SCENE(what’s worse than a scene?) today.
"A Concerned Citizen" is serious about what he does, and doing it while protecting his anonymity.. He goes as far as blurring out his face in photos from his Social Network platforms.
This ep. features ghoulish twofer date, TWO deranged morticians,
TWO
Mercury poisonings, and
TWO
hundred dead bodies in a gory killing-field to make Jim Jones look fastidious, orJohn Wayne Gacycall Angie’s List.
Corpse-hoarderswho respectively make Herschel Gordon Lewis proud.
You're likely to hear...
WARNING:i now go on a Lester Bangs-type rant, as my body cries out for influence on tonight.
(once you stop telling everyone to listen to that fucking 2-year-old PODCAST which NO ONE born yet HAS NOT yet LISTENED TO BY NOW!
and, yes, the dead guy from Alabamaalso had the Mad Hatter's Mercury-poisoning chelation disease, which probably had not a little to do with how he died, from what; although it was probably time to go, if you believe George Costanza!
*You just made me run-on my parentheticized sentence too far to go back now.
Watch this podcast!
Two more left, and you're on your own, unless, you take media advice from The fuckingNew Yorker, whose mascot has nose in air, top hat, specs, and his pocket watch is being bejeweled in Lucerne...
They also passedSwindled over for Best Crime Pod last year ... someone to whom you're gonna transfer power of attorney, or living will rights holding dominion over your final Podlist and Testament...as you slowly succumb, but flail like a Price is Right contestant on your death bed
(sounds like you’ve been zombified, like poor Narcisse in that book you have not read yet, from the tetratadactin coursing through your veins, administered by the only unfriendly Haitian at the Hotel Olaffson--he was very concerned about your PG Tipps?!)
look. no fucking research,putaines et salopes--as beforeWikipedia,naked, only nourished bywhat has gone inand stayed in{to the cerebellum, hypocampus, or deep in the dark side of the moon/brain, WHERE IT WILL DIE UNUSED}--all“up here,” AS THEY SAY, when the dumbshits aren’t trying to edit the one subject on which I remain peerless, Wikipedia “Traci Lords”:
imperfect as the ruined executive function Bernie Madoff wouldn't take, only possibly shareable with Keith Richards, who only has to laugh until the end, vanquishing DEATH HIMSELF!
I, mE, who thinks this is a good use of my time...
*hOP back on. it should be safe now, unless you are an editor
... and mutely scream to your Jamaican nurse,
"I don't like The fucking New Yorker's taste inpodcasts, or anything else, for that matter, it turns out...AND STOP WITH THE REGGAE!”
*extra words in case you need them for continuity, like unused Ikea hardware: ***whculture, after all."*** -- this should be display:none in the html. thanks--ed. if it gets bad ENOUGH, come back here or come see one of us on Twitter.
We'll set you straighter than Parade.
thought up by--mrjyn 3.7.2019
*i could key-in me a goddamn Kerouac ream with this fucking Special Elite font at 25px. Good choice, "CC".
Now go sing your song!
if you’re completely all over the place and every way but louche, you can also go to the greatest browser button ever invented. it tells you which font anything on the WWW is! Then you can write shit in that font, and act like a big fucking journalist from the 40s.
to see the full size typography sample of this font, try going below or here, but it’s also up top. just click on it and it should let you see.
UPDATE: IT FINALLY LOADED AND IS STUCK ON TOP OF THIS POST!
LOOK AT IT IN ALL ITS SODDEN TYPEWRITER FADED GLORY!
BURROUGHS MAY HAVE SHOT IT IN MEXICO, OR PAUL BOWLES MAY HAVE TRIED TO FUCK IT.
WHO KNOWS?
ONLY ME,
TOMhanks,
AND,
POSSIBLY,
YOU,
who WILL ever BE thewiser, undone BYITSDIGITAL CERTAINTYfrom ANOBLY UNCERTAININSTRUMENT OF DEATH!
THE BODY SNATCHER
latest, not last Pod from
@SwindledPodcast
No es el último show de la temporada 2, pero solo quedan dos que aún no se han estrenado: la episodio penultimo y última, la episodio ultimo, ultimo, finalmente a descargo la Podcast more popular than the telenovellos in Mexico, or futbol in Brazil. Watch this Podcast now! Before it is too late for its narrator to end up like other brave journalists of our country--dead in the streets in a pool of their own blood with their tongue cut out and stuffed down their throat. Please!
instancia que termina esta temporada.
ONLY TWO
— mrjyn (@mrjyn) 2019년 3월 7일
I nursed my sleep-deprived body with tonight, after professional Mardi Gras-careerism meets Graham Greene-stilo, which is choosing to dwell on more salubrious, ephemeral sybaritic hedonism, but not where the festivities are to be found:
NEW ORLEANS! i took up with it tonight.
(That was the creepiest music you ever conscripted. And i’m glad it’s over.)
All Swindled Pods are thought up by your concerned anonymous pocaster/citizen(i don’t have time to go into the long line of anonymous disc jockeys, pirate ship radio and South American journalists whose longevity owes its “long” part to their obedience to their number one rule: stay anonymous, and STAY ALIVE) in a VERY CROWDED, MEDIOCRE CRIME POD-SCENE(what’s worse than a scene?) today.
(That was the creepiest music you ever conscripted. And i’m glad it’s over.)
All Swindled Pods are thought up by your concerned anonymous pocaster/citizen(i don’t have time to go into the long line of anonymous disc jockeys, pirate ship radio and South American journalists whose longevity owes its “long” part to their obedience to their number one rule: stay anonymous, and STAY ALIVE) in a VERY CROWDED, MEDIOCRE CRIME POD-SCENE(what’s worse than a scene?) today.
"A Concerned Citizen" is serious about what he does, and doing it while protecting his anonymity.. He goes as far as blurring out his face in photos from his Social Network platforms.
This ep. features ghoulish twofer date, TWO deranged morticians,
TWO
Mercury poisonings, and
TWO
hundred dead bodies in a gory killing-field to make Jim Jones look fastidious, orJohn Wayne Gacycall Angie’s List.
Corpse-hoarderswho respectively make Herschel Gordon Lewis proud.
You're likely to hear...
WARNING:i now go on a Lester Bangs-type rant, as my body cries out for influence on tonight.
(once you stop telling everyone to listen to that fucking 2-year-old PODCAST which NO ONE born yet HAS NOT yet LISTENED TO BY NOW!
and, yes, the dead guy from Alabamaalso had the Mad Hatter's Mercury-poisoning chelation disease, which probably had not a little to do with how he died, from what; although it was probably time to go, if you believe George Costanza!
*You just made me run-on my parentheticized sentence too far to go back now.
Watch this podcast!
Two more left, and you're on your own, unless, you take media advice from The fuckingNew Yorker, whose mascot has nose in air, top hat, specs, and his pocket watch is being bejeweled in Lucerne...
They also
passedSwindled over for Best Crime Pod last year ... someone to whom you're gonna transfer power of attorney, or living will rights holding dominion over your final Podlist and Testament...as you slowly succumb, but flail like a Price is Right contestant on your death bed
(sounds like you’ve been zombified, like poor Narcisse in that book you have not read yet, from the tetratadactin coursing through your veins, administered by the only unfriendly Haitian at the Hotel Olaffson--he was very concerned about your PG Tipps?!)
look. no fucking research,putaines et salopes--as beforeWikipedia,naked, only nourished bywhat has gone inand stayed in{to the cerebellum, hypocampus, or deep in the dark side of the moon/brain, WHERE IT WILL DIE UNUSED}--all“up here,” AS THEY SAY, when the dumbshits aren’t trying to edit the one subject on which I remain peerless, Wikipedia “Traci Lords”:
imperfect as the ruined executive function Bernie Madoff wouldn't take, only possibly shareable with Keith Richards, who only has to laugh until the end, vanquishing DEATH HIMSELF!
I, mE, who thinks this is a good use of my time...
*hOP back on. it should be safe now, unless you are an editor
... and mutely scream to your Jamaican nurse,
"I don't like The fucking New Yorker's taste inpodcasts, or anything else, for that matter, it turns out...AND STOP WITH THE REGGAE!”
*extra words in case you need them for continuity, like unused Ikea hardware: ***whculture, after all."*** -- this should be display:none in the html. thanks--ed.
if it gets bad ENOUGH, come back here or come see one of us on Twitter.
We'll set you straighter than Parade.
thought up by--mrjyn 3.7.2019
*i could key-in me a goddamn Kerouac ream with this fucking Special Elite font at 25px.Good choice, "CC".
Now go sing your song!
if you’re completely all over the place and every way but louche, you can also go to the greatest browser button ever invented. it tells you which font anything on the WWW is! Then you can write shit in that font, and act like a big fucking journalist from the 40s.
to see the full size typography sample of this font, try going below or here, but it’s also up top. just click on it and it should let you see.
UPDATE: IT FINALLY LOADED AND IS STUCK ON TOP OF THIS POST!
LOOK AT IT IN ALL ITS SODDEN TYPEWRITER FADED GLORY!
BURROUGHS MAY HAVE SHOT IT IN MEXICO, OR PAUL BOWLES MAY HAVE TRIED TO FUCK IT.WHO KNOWS?ONLY ME,TOMhanks,AND,POSSIBLY,YOU,
who WILL ever BE thewiser, undone BYITSDIGITAL CERTAINTYfrom ANOBLY UNCERTAININSTRUMENT OF DEATH!
Watch Podcast now...
the last y last episode is the last episode, last, finally, to download the Podcast, MORE POPULAR IN MY COUNTRY of telenovellos, or futbol in Brazil.
It is time to stopIMMEDIAMENTE!
Listen Podcast,
MUY IMPORTANTE
before it is too late for its narrator to end up like brave journalists of MY country, dead animals drowned in a pool of their blood, cut-outtongue
re-stuffed in their own throat.TO ARRIVE!Warning others who contemplate something so foolish that it Is ITS only reward! May their audiencebe
with God early than they expect
Por favor!¡Mira este Podcast ahora!
LaVirgin de laGuadeloupe!
Listen to Swindled, the American Podcast and its crazy, anonymous broadcaster, bravely temptING DEATH while...
nos journalisticos de la verdad, qui para todos los cielos abre nos los nombres todos los dias en la memoriam y ultimatem en la muerte y finalmente por las radios qui conoce no border.
No es el último programa de la temporada 2, pero solo hay dos que aún no se han estrenado: el último y el último episodio, el último episodio, finalmente, para descargar el Podcast más popular que los telenovellos en México o el fútbol en México. Brasil .
¡Mira este Podcast ahora!
Antes de que sea demasiado tarde para que su narrador termine como otros periodistas valientes de nuestro país, muertos en las calles en un charco de su propia sangre con la lengua cortada y metida en la garganta.
¡Por favor!
Te amo en nombre de la Virgen de Guadalupe, escucho Swindled Podcast y esta emisora estadounidense anónima que valientemente sigue emulando a nuestros valientes hombres de las verdades, quienes a menudo mueren una muerte sangrienta sin familia o seres queridos en sus ojos. . instancia que termina esta temporada.
It is not the last program of season 2, but there are only two that have not yet been released:
the last and the last episode.
the last episode: More popular Podcast than telenovellos! Mexico listen to your murder stories instead of soccer in Mexico, Brazil, Italy.
Watch Podcast now!
Please! I love the Virgin of Guadalupe, I listen to Swindled Podcast, and this anonymous American who valiantly continues to emulate brave men who often die a bloody death have no family in their eyes.
instance that ends this season.
I listen to Swindled Podcast and the anonymous American valiantly emulates brave men of truth who die with bloody death-eyes ends this season
I get happy when he posts manufactured complaints from bored listeners.
pithy sparring with fans and critics is commensurate with his on-Pod demeanor:
dry as to make three years in Vegas spent seem wet.
Bob Dylan
OT
lyrics making me crazy Infidel.
he sometimes posts screenshots of his still-disparatewandering future-fans: AS SOON AS HE DOES exactly WHAT THEY TELL HIM TO DO!