You know what.
I don’t like to admit it but I, Ramon Fear, am not the only person who makes this show.
No, it’s true. Stop your feeble fawning, you slobbering sycophant.
Along with the cast of cadavers who under great duress and constant imprisonment perform the voices you hear on the show, there is a small team of impressionable so-called “artists” who work bashfully behind the scenes.
Whilst I am full of hate and endangered animals hunted on a private island, these people do what they do out of love of the art of horror and podcasting. Yes, it does sound exhausting.
As all of my money is tied up in good old-fashioned tudor-era stocks, pillories and bondages, I implore you to throw them some coin so that they can continue making the show and finally say to their loved ones “It’s actually going somewhere, I think this could be our year” whilst for once actually meaning it.
