Down To Folk
Down To Folk

Season 3, Episode 6 · 1 month ago

The Dream

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While everyone is adjusting differently to their new environment, Chad decides to share a seemingly unimportant moment from his life.

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About Us What happens when you take three people,  put them inside a Secret Government Agency and give them access to the largest collection of folklore, fairytales, and legends that have (n)ever existed?

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**Down to Folk is a work of comedy fiction.  The views and opinions related within should be taken as such, and are not the views and opinions of the creators, writers, or performers.  No children were harmed while creating this podcast, although, a few deaths have occurred, but that 'twas the Wendigo I reckon.**

Beginning pod Fixing Network transmission in three two one. I guess if we're going to go back to the beginning, I should explain why I am the way I am. My parents got divorced when I was young. If eights considered young anymore, I mean most people's parents did get divorced when they were young. I guess that was the hip thing to do in the eighties. But shortly after my parents were divorced, I met a man that would become my role model, really mentor, I don't know. He was somebody that stepped up and it was a father figure in my life and molded me into who I am today. His name was Joseph Joe, Joe Bart, Joe Joe...

Parr. I want to say Joe Blart, but wasn't that the mall cop guy. Anyway, we'll call him Joe Plarp. We'll just combine him all in collar today. Well, he died, that's the tragic part. The part that got me interested in death was Joe Clark was the first dead body I ever saw, both as he died and in a coffin. Since that day, I've had a recurring dream as to what happens to your body? Once you die, you know, the whole hair and nails keep growing thing. Sometimes I see him. Sometimes it's me laying in a coffin and hair starts to grow with I'm okay with that, And you get like this instant...

...seventies bush, which too is kind of metal. And then your nails grow longer and longer as the as the coffin fills up with hair, ailes twist and weave together like vines until they consume the only remnant of your entire life. All your goals and dreams and memories are reduced to nothing more than this eighty four by Alpha Keratin Bath. It's kind of gross. Hickory Degory dock. The mouse to one up the clock. The clock struck one. The...

...mouse drink rum Hickory Diggory duck, Hickory Diggory duck. A cat ran up the clock. The clock struck two. Mouse offered bows Hickory Diggory duck, Hickory Diggory duck. The pair got sauced on top the clock struck three. They still couldn't see Hickory Diggory duck, Hickory Dickory dock, mouse kelt cat a clock. The clock struck four, cat gave him what bore Hickory Diggory duck, Hickory Dickory duck. The mouse fell off the clock. The clock struck five. Was mouse still alive Hickory Diggory duck, Hickory Dickory Duck. The cat leapt off the clock. The clock struck six. All heard his hicks Hickory Diggory duck, Hickory Diggory duck. The mouse's movements stopped. The...

...clock struck seven. The mouse went to heaven. Hickory Dickory Duck, Hickory Dickory duck. The cat looked up in shock. The clock struck eight, but he was too late. Hickory Dickory Dunck, Hickory Dickory Duck. The wolves surrounded the clock. The clock struck nine. The cat yeld swine Hickory Diggory duck, Hickory Dickory duck. The cat hid round the clock. The clock struck ten. The wolves rushed in. Hickory Diggory Duck, Hickory Dickory duck. The cat white as spiny cock. The clock struck eleven. Something something you'll Hickory Dickory Duck, Hickory Dickory dock. This wasn't a cursed clock. The clock struck twelve. The wolves of themselves Hickory Dickory duck. The moral is easy to see. Don't get drunk with unknown enormy. And if you fall from a clock so tall you will be it is going to be.

And ask for the cat and the mob folks don't care for murderous slaps. You wave your dick, they'll jump in quick and then you'll be fed to the dogs. Hickory Dickory duck. Sit down, Why don't you and have some tea? Kelly spoke calmly as she stared into the rich green forest that surrounded the clearing. I won't bite. No, I should be more careful as I won't bite, But you, my dear friend, might how humorous, my dear friend. A growl spoke from the shadows of the trees. It is not a time for jokes. If I wanted to kill you, you would have been dead by now. How very true, which means I have value to you and you. Kelly laid her wand on the tree stump where the tree and honeycomb rested, are of some value to me?...

Mother bearer stepped from the shadows, her massive form casting a shadow before her, her mouth stained with blood, her eyes shined obsidian. Then we are agreed, she growled as she made way towards the fairy godmother. Yes, we are in agreement, Kelly smiled. I shall do what you have asked of me, and in turn, you will do what I have asked of you. A sparkle of red flashed in kelly blue eyes. And if we fail each other, Mother's bears massive claw crushed the honeycomb covering her cloths and honey that she slowly brought into her mouth. Sniffing the sweet acidity of the honey, she knew all too well, this is from my home. Mother Bear paused, Yes, Ellie smiled, and I brought you something else from...

...home. Kelly raised her hand, and from the force that laid behind the Fairy Godmother, Papa Bear came lumbering up. Papa Mother's bears dark eyes grew soft and golden upon seeing her spouse. Then Papa froze and began to contort and float from the ground. He writhed in pain. Mother Bear stood up on her hind legs, ready to swap Kelly for such abuse. There is no room for failure, Kelly smiled. Mother Bear, fighting instinct, thinking about what lay ahead, sat back down as Kelly swished her hand, and Papa Bear floated to the ground gently as if nothing happened. He turned and vanished back into the forest. Both had made their agreement. Both had made a deal with the devil of their own making. You've been listening to a...

...podcast of the pod Fix Network. Discover more audible gems like this at pod fix network dot com. Make sure to catch up to the minute network shenanigans by following at pod Fix on Twitter, Official Underscore pod Fix on Instagram, at pod Fix Network on Facebook, and make sure to subscribe to pod Fix Presents wherever you choose to find podcasts. The pod Fix Network artists owned in love Well. I apparently fell asleep for a while. Possible to say for how long, but I've definitely been in here for way more than an hour at this point, so something is wrong, no denying that. Very pruney from the feel of it. I still can't see anything. How long can you be in the dark before permit before permanently affects your vision. I don't...

...know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, but somebody has to come eventually, right, And I'm in this tank, and I came here to find out the effects of isolation. So I guess I got my fucking wish. So I guess I got my wish. I should just lie here and make the best of it. I guess the water is still warm, so apparently the electricity is still long. All right, Deep breaths, deep breaths, going to get centered. I'm going to try some ohms. Oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh. Something's happening,...

Something's happening. Ah, there's a swirl, a swirl, swirrel, swirl, blues or blue swirling our red red red, and stars, a lot of stars, so many stars, Oh God's stars. And now they're fading. And I'm seeing now I'm seeing something. How it's me lying here naked. I'm looking down on me lying here naked. I need to lose a few pounds. Am I am? I growing am stamished, a great...

...bushy mustache. And my nails, my toenails, fingernails, they're growing and growing, and my hair is getting long around. No, I don't like this. My pubes are getting brambly and gray, and I'm aging aging. Oh, no, no, no, no. The take is filling up with my hair and fingernails, their twists sting up the sides like vines. Oh this is so gross, so gross to take its full of the can't break and breathe. I'm choking from on here. My finger nails are dinny on my skinner. Oh I'm awaking. I yes, I guess I fell asleep. That was unpleasant. It's all in here. I'm really hungry,...

...so hungry. I didn't eat dinner because I didn't want to be all bloated. You want to have to poop in this thing that's going to change, I'm going to starve to death. Shit. I wish I knew how long I've been in here. I need to get out. I need to get out, all right. So I'm going to stand. Let's see if I can feel a seam in the change or something. I don't know why I'm still recording. Maybe this will be interesting when I get out. If I get out, the batter is going to die. So I'm going to turn it out for now.

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