Tad Strange - A Gravity Falls Podcast

Once a beautiful brusselsprout garden, the mouldy hillside was now nothing but a love letter to his Ernest Hemmingway attempts to create meaning from madness, blood from stone, water from snow.  This is the hill and metaphor upon our beloved Trever died this week.  Sleep well you sweet petunia.

If memes are dreams, then what are we?  And if there are memes in our dreams, then are we meme dreamers or have we therefore created dreams within dreams and thus we can say "Inceptus Nolanus Overratus" for we have become MEME the dream-memer of dreams. -  Love,     Joe

A poem by Joe: Once there was a Grunkle Named Stan Who had  two nice five-fingered hands A bird stole a pig And Stan's muscles got big And then Grunkle Stan punched the Pteradactyl in the face. This has been a poem by Joe.

Sometimes someone steps out from the shadows.  They are neither the hero you want, not the hero you need, nor really the hero you deserve.  Unless you're a really bad person.  Is that why?  Is that why I am forced to type these words?  WHAT DID YOU DO???? Please!  Why!?  Anyways, here's our funny podcast about Gravity Falls.  Sincerely, Dr. Cornelius Boybanderoff

WE"RE BACK BABY You've heard about pigs in a blanket....  Now STARE INTO THE DEEP DEPTHS OF PIGS IN A MAN.  Or don't...  but please actually do. We have fun times and slapstick humor prepared for those who dare to enter our domain.  (but in a good way)

It's been a long day without you my friend, but I'll tell you all about it as we sit in a moist tub with strangers.  This week, the boyos get to watch a GOOD EPISODE for once.  After the desert (not dessert (you can tell because there's only one s)) of bad episodes and unfunny jokes and bad plot, the Deep End returns with the first great and true Mabel episode and Trever is really happy about it.

please send Spicy Nacho Doritos