Echo-Pod #1 Bikini Bottoms and Body Slams (Patreon)

Here it is, pod pals. The first edition of my all request dolphin pod, the echo-pod, where i'll be echoing topics sent in by all the porpoise pals at the pod-squad tier or higher. All you proud patron-peeps get to enjoy the show, but those in the squad get to help steer the pod. 

This ain't some phoned in barely conscious QnA bullcrap, you're not just tipping for some flippant opinion or 2 minute errant thought. I only sell the highest quality spicy tuna rants to rock and roll with. Any topic you send in will be responded to with passion and purpose, often at great length and with a high risk of spiraling down the darkened depths of a deviant wordpool, or sailing off without a compass into the uncharted waters of parts unknown. 

I'm a slave to the waves, bro. Your topics are the currents i ride and even i don't know where on this great blue marble they may take me. Your earnest request may be the starting point of a great and unexpected adventure with the ever unpredictable Dolphin Master as your intrepid captain. 

Case in point, the two topics sent in for today's episode, which reverberated through the echo-pod and came out the other side as a whole new monthly wrestle segment and an increasingly unhinged tirade pertaining to a certain sex-starved undersea she-squirrel.

40 minutes of nautical nonsense for just 2 topics, that's how you know whatever dumb crap you send in is being treated with the utmost attention and care. You can inspire greatness today as a pod squad pal. Show me the money and i'll throw you a funny. Feel that refreshing mist? That's my dolphin spray for an honest day's pay.

Just stuff a wad of cash in my blowhole and i'll turn it into something cool or comedic to blast you in the face with, assuming it doesn't kill me cause, you know, i breathe out of there.

I wanted to get this out quick as a proof of concept, so there's still one or two people at this tier who i didn't get requests in from. If you're one of them, throw your topic at me any time and it'll be in the next one. And if you're not one of them, what the hell are you waiting for? Join the pod, join the swarm, pay the porpoise to perform. 

All you hopeless landlubbers out there better find your sea legs and your coin purses,  cause i'm a playful gay dolphin who loves booty and i'm here to frolic. I don't care how that sounded I'm not changing it. It's time to pay the iron price to hear a Drowned God's gospel. Get yo ass in the pod squad today, and get your rant requested and your topic told, if ye be so bold.