{"version":"1.0","type":"rich","provider_name":"Acast","provider_url":"https://acast.com","height":250,"width":700,"html":"<iframe src=\"https://embed.acast.com/$/5eb7280c4db9eabe1f1f5743/6243c10cf0bdb4001228a842?\" frameBorder=\"0\" width=\"700\" height=\"250\"></iframe>","title":"Episode 37: Nobby Pussy Indulgence","thumbnail_width":200,"thumbnail_height":200,"thumbnail_url":"https://open-images.acast.com/shows/5eb7280c4db9eabe1f1f5743/1591838649885-c0355a2cf620f7e3308438448a225224.jpeg?height=200","description":"<p>Content warnings for this episode include: immolation, police violence, animal abuse, discussion of antisemitic tropes, and racism.</p><p><br></p><p>This week, as we continue Guards, Guards, RIP to the Elucidated Brethren, RIP to Vimes' career, and I for one welcome our new dragon overlord.</p><p><br></p><p>This week in the Disc-Course: the movie that kills you, [Death voice] I'LL BE IN THE CAR DUDES, a world without Italians, Johnny Liveforever, noir juice, pictures that Vimes took, a million blorbos, Karen moment, sad clown shit, spare banquets, a righteous stabbing, SCPs, the gold vibes, You've In-Salted Me, de-jollying, hell-world, Terry Pratchett vs. Columbo, frantically whittling, worst blunt in the universe, and slopeless.</p><p><br></p><p>For those playing along at home: Read up to page 342 in Guards, Guards! (depending on your edition of the book), ending on the line: \"Vimes made an animal - a mammalian animal - noise in the back of his throat, and ran out into the empty streets.\"</p><p><br></p><p>-----</p><p>You can email us at thedisccoursepod@gmail.com, follow the show <a href=\"https://twitter.com/thedisccourse\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\" target=\"_blank\">@thedisccourse</a> on twitter, or find us in the phonebook under Zlorf!</p><p><br></p><p>Our theme music is by Maxie Satan; find her on bandcamp at <a href=\"https://pastelhandgrenade.bandcamp.com/\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\" target=\"_blank\">Pastel Hand Grenade</a>. She rules.</p>","author_name":"Your Local Cryptids"}