Yesterday I was listening to a podcast about medieval samurai and there was an old timer who had an old arrow wound getting funky as he aged so the doctor said they needed the kidney of a male fetus s...
That is totes crazy, because yesterday I was listening to this podcast by a guy in Provo and the guest was talking about a momfluencer from SLOMW whose chakras were literally splitting from all the soft-swinging drama. So to fix it, her energy shaman says she needs the pineal gland of a fetus conceived during a TikTok moon dance while the mother mainlines Diet Coke. The SLOMW girl calls her husband who’s on a mission in Peru, and says to fly home and harvest the nanny, but the shaman stops him because you can’t extract essence from anyone who’s been sealed in the temple. Then they track down this excommunicated Swig barista who’s pregnant by the guy who restocks the tabernacle’s industrial soda dispensers. They induce her in the basement on a pile of unsold LuLaRoe. Turns out the fetus is actually just a sentient blob of lavender oil that gained consciousness from diffuser exposure. It was crazy. I wish they did a long-form podcast because 6 hours just isn't enough.