Ding dong. Epstein is dead. “Suicide”. By “hanging”. “Shocker”, right?
Previous “suicide attempt”.
Mysterious 8-hour “visits” in a conference room.
“Taken off” “suicide watch”.
Right after “secret files” are “unsealed”.
“Shrieks” “reportedly” “heard” “from” “his” “cell”.
Days later, let’s “search” his shit!
Found: lots of nutso shit!
See Billy Boy-boy-boy above. Lounging. Relaxing. some might say maxing, as well. Blue dress. Red heels. Red. Blue. Didn’t see THAT coming a country mile awa…WAIT!! WTActualF?? 6 FINGERS?? …or maybe…is it…a skin fold? Hmmmmmmm…
–Our galaxy’s black hole suddenly flashed a bright light. Black hole. Flashed. Light. Now, why did we think that light was being pulled, sucked, spaghetti-ed INTO most black holes, never escaping, warping time, lensing stars, making a convenient Deux ex Machina or really keen nifty short cut to fun in really horrible sci-fi shows, used in bad Disney movies from the 70s..;lots of things…but not flashing LIGHT. #SettleScientism
What?! This is crazy. #Lightning struck about 300 miles away from the North Pole Saturday evening. The National Weather Service says this is the farthest north a strike has been detected in forecast memory.”
Seems like some strange things are brewing near Agartha…a new Sun…perhaps…?
–Louisiana’s authorized medical marijuana pharmacies the newly legalized drug appears to be drawing a crowd. One official estimates that between 5,000 and 10,000 residents have taken advantage of the medicine in just the first week of legalized sales.
–Josh lists 10 easy-to-see-em-Spacey Thingies…get yer binocs at the ready!!!
Jonathan From Jersey, by way of Florida, literally surprises us today…mid-sentence! He brings a lot of ideas about our vision, cameras, this construct we exist within…a full bowl of goodness!! Dig in!!! –Zack had a BLAST at Flatoberfest!! Hear some highlights!! ...
We wish James Randi farewell; we hear a Flat commercial, sorta, kinda, not really; we learn that in space no one can…well, ANYTHING, because, you know, the fakery and what have you; we find out from Father NDT that we might maybe perhaps sorta-kinda die…or not; we share a new Truthpaper (see link), and we...
A refreshingly fresh show this morning, with 3 happy hosts and a very chatty chat filled with lots of goodies…but is it ON?? Our Line-producer The Alan Holman notices after the halfway mark that TFR is playing a repeat…huh??? He gets on it, contacts the technicians, and we hope to see this show in the...
“You ain’t from ’round yere, are ya, boy?” We have a bit of a dust-up in chat this morning, what with new folks finding fault in our funk and all! We make peace, naturally, (it IS Ironworx, after all) and even nab an upcoming guest, who promises a life-changing presentation for a future (SOON!) show....
We hit 3 years and 300 episodes at roughly the same time, give or take an ep or two, or 14(?), and since time is like cheddar cheese, let’s all melt together for 300 more, what say? Have we smoothed it out any in all this time? Naaah!! Sauce and starch, babe, sauce and starch!...
No, it isn’t a cat-circus sideshow. Well…not on purpose, anyway. Daz Tartarian has arrived with a vengeance this morning, bringing more energy in one call than coffee’s sweet, jittery embrace. Did you miss the RESET??? Bitch better have his money! Daz shows us yet again that even though the CONtrollers may have created this beast...