Dr. Apples recounts his search for the legendary Giggling Goblin Green tea, a brew so potent it makes Vegas headliners look tame. Between dodging eye fuzzies and side-stepping hobos with dubious financial advice, he stumbles into a tea house straight out of a fever dream, run by British gentlemen with Oxford-grade eccentricity and a barista who warns him like a haunted fortune cookie. Just as he’s sipping on the promise of anarchy, in burst pirates—the eco-conscious kind with sustainable swag...
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Dr. Apples recounts his search for the legendary Giggling Goblin Green tea, a brew so potent it makes Vegas headliners look tame. Between dodging eye fuzzies and side-stepping hobos with dubious financial advice, he stumbles into a tea house straight out of a fever dream, run by British gentlemen with Oxford-grade eccentricity and a barista who warns him like a haunted fortune cookie. Just as he’s sipping on the promise of anarchy, in burst pirates—the eco-conscious kind with sustainable swag...
9 - FOLKLORE: Stirring up Shadows in this Folklore
Dr. Apples ®
6 minutes
1 year ago
9 - FOLKLORE: Stirring up Shadows in this Folklore
What happens when a mother's protective instincts clash with her son's insatiable curiosity about the Fae? On today's episode of Dr Apples, we explore this dramatic tension as Ms. BaRule confronts Dr Apples over his growing obsession with the mystical and perilous world of the Fae. Expect an emotional rollercoaster as their kitchen becomes a battleground for heated words and fiery emotions, leaving both their relationship and their furniture scorched. This isn't just a family squabble; it’s a...
Dr. Apples ®
Dr. Apples recounts his search for the legendary Giggling Goblin Green tea, a brew so potent it makes Vegas headliners look tame. Between dodging eye fuzzies and side-stepping hobos with dubious financial advice, he stumbles into a tea house straight out of a fever dream, run by British gentlemen with Oxford-grade eccentricity and a barista who warns him like a haunted fortune cookie. Just as he’s sipping on the promise of anarchy, in burst pirates—the eco-conscious kind with sustainable swag...
