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I feel sad. I fear my favorite podcast is no more.

Norm, talk to us. Say it ain't so.

Huh? Whazzup wit dis? IMO this story had pretty much nothing going right for it. The recording quality was awful. Distorted and echo-y. As for the narration itself, the style grated. The narrator seemed to be stuck doing some sort of impression of macho tough guy telling of exploits of a combat game...

Mad? Call me mad, will you? I shall show you madness! Listen with dread as I now introduce the next story with further ado!

“I will love you til the day I die,” he had sworn to her.
“True,” she thought, with an uncaring glance at his bloody corpse.

Wow.

Horror usually isn't my thing, but this was done so well... The descriptions were so evocative, felt like I was there.

And wanting to get the fuck out.

"Seems like magic? Of course. Any sufficiently advanced technology does!"

The nanobots finished their incantation.

We live on a dead end street with only one connection, which is one-way (from our street, turning left) . Whenever anyone visiting our house for the first time leaves, we advise them on how to return to the parallel main street that is one block away to the right. "Remember: Two wrongs don't make a ...

Time banking – depositing subjective time when not needed, to be withdrawn and applied when needed – brought about the most extensive societal changes since the Industrial Revolution and the Internet, especially once interchange protocols facilitated transfers between individuals. A new class struct...

He grinned as the groveling little figure before him whined.

“But `I'd sell my soul to the devil´ is just an expression!”

Waking with her arm draped across him, he smiled recalling the night. Gently lifting it, he wondered where the rest was.

Clark's avatar slipped into the virtual control room . Quickly, he changed the security key to prevent other entries. After months of working his way up through each security level, each logarithmically more difficult than the previous, he had reached Level One. He was in control. Yet as he approach...

A swipe of the broadsword cleaved the creature in two and it crumpled to the ground. A voice rang out “Cleanup in aisle 5!”

"embassaries"? Intentional melding of words (emissaries/ambassadors?) or a finger fumble?

Customer Service, how can I help you? Yes...? Let me see... I'm so sorry. That's out of warranty. “Lifetime” is defined as the average life expectancy of a star of that size and composition. Your star is actually several hundred million years beyond its normal life. I can offer you resettlement righ...

What the bloody hell was that? Other than the "Mongolian deathworm", this was the only Drabblecast story that I can recalling wanting desperately to stop listening to. Again and again I felt annoyed enough to consider just stopping the playback, and when the end finally came I breathed "Thank God". ...

Eh. For this we should be amused? The plot, such as it was, held no surprises. I found the narration a heavily worn caricature, a non-New Yorker's image of what a Jewish mother from Brooklyn sounds like. The writer ("not a Jewish mother, but was raised by one") maybe needs to work out her anger with...

My body was dying. Starting the transfer to a new one, I reminded myself “Today is the first day of the last of your lives.”

The neighborhood sure has changed since we were last here, hasn’t it?

Well, for instance, that nebula over there is new.

Big grin. Love it. Took me completely by surprise and leaves me, as it no doubt did the protagonist, agonizingly wondering.

Where's the "Like" button?

Neat, complete, nice combo of humor and hint of horror.