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The Beer & Whiskey Flood Drinking Disastersode of 1814-1875 | Episode 91
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- Sep 5, 2025
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Summary
It’s rare for us to have an episode with so many feces mentioned right off the top, but do not worry, refreshments will be served. On this episode: we’re doing another one-of-a-kind episode here, and I’ll explain the rules as get into it, but for all those listeners who love our more unhygienic content, have we got a treat for you. We’re talking about the only consumer product you can blow out your nose while friends and strangers cheer you on; we’ll discuss more context and uses for plop and manure than you could shake a feces coated stick at; and we’ll see why the only thing you can’t kill about the British in countless, ghoulish ways, is their spirit And if you were listening on Patreon… only one extra segment, but it’ll definitely be different. I’ll be providing some Dodge Caravan math, but I’ll be belching the whole thing for you on a dare from my family If you are turned off by the mention of faces, this may not be the episode for you. This episode travels all over 1800s Britain, and this is not our first trip to the scabbed over, feces encrusted manure factory that was Victorian England. I am on record as saying they are our grossest episodes, by far, in my opinion. This one may be the worst. I mean, we did one where people were showered in the gory remains of a dead horse that spent the last three weeks cooking in the sun until it randomly popped on some lady in a giant crinoline dress like she was catching hot soup, and she’s all, “not this again”. I owe a debt of thanks to the Ye Olde Crime Podcast for clueing me in to just how no soap, no toothpaste, no germ theory it got. It is my strange privilege to bring you this one-of-a-kind first in the history of podcasting: a SIPPING Game, where with every mention of “human filth” in all it’s iterations and sources,…