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...
STORYTIME - The Rad Rewound Realm Of A Crystal Conundrum
Dr. Apples ®
28 minutes
1 year ago
STORYTIME - The Rad Rewound Realm Of A Crystal Conundrum
What happens when Dr. Apples ventures into Piggy Bank Land to settle a debt and uncovers a plot by the Penny Pinchers gang to steal a powerful magical device? Immerse yourself in this episode where the line between the mundane and the mystical blurs delightfully. We explore the shadowy corners of Dr. Apples' laboratory as he recounts his thrilling quest to secure the Gobble Nickel Transcripter—a gizmo capable of decoding any script in the cosmos. From cosmic errands to eavesdropped secrets, t...
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...
