BONUS | Doomsday: History’s Most Interesting Updatasode of 2024

Before we begin, ask yourself, this would your second favorite podcast, feed your need for catty family drama or try to shush your overwhelming emotional pain. It's waffles and runkens and plugs, Oh my the Land, and welcome to Doomsday, History's most dangerous podcast. Together we rediscover some of the most traumatic, bizarre, and on inspiring but largely unheard of or forgotten disasters from throughout human history and around the world. And let me begin today's exciting episode by explaining that the next episode will be late. Okay, okay, let me explain. If you know me, you know life is a challenge and words like easy and uneventful you have no meaning. There are one hundred and sixty hours in a week and I already waste about thirty of them sleeping, and I spend the rest of the time jumping from assignment to assignment. So yeah, life gets in the way. But all apologies aside. I wanted to use this opportunity to just quickly get you salivating over a few things coming up and explain a few things that are going to make you all say what. I wanted to do something really big for December, and I've been in discussion with a surprising number of you who've settled on a very common and popular request, a very doomsday Christmas Chernobyl Sode. That's right, hang the hollie and take your iodide caplets. What could be more festive and on brand than a little face melting horror for the holidays? And not just that. One very unique and singular listener of the show asked Nay begged to hear a minisode covering and explaining the waffle House index. That's one of those if you know, you know things and if you don't, you're gonna like it. And the order is coming right up. However, the waffle House is a lot more than just flapjacks and disaster prediction and parking lot fistfights. See, here's the thing about that request. It came from highly unusual origins. You ever do a DNA test, you know, spit in a vial and find out your part neanderthal or maybe Grandpa kind of fudged a bit about how he spent his time during the war. Well, I did a DNA test, and not for the bulk of society, but for my patreons. I am going to be sharing the very complicated bittersweet, lightly tragic, and dramatic story of my discovery, a DNA disaster story for the ages, the kind of thing Ancestry makes commercials about but would probably thumb their noses at saying, yeah, that's a lot, and whatever it is you're guessing, you're already wrong. On that note, I make no secret that I hate episodes out late, like hate hate it. But my longtime business partner and the man who helps keep me housed and fed, is not doing well and I'm really going to need him to pull through or I'm going to be living in a van and not in a cool, hipster kind of way. If you are a prayer, I kindly ask you to throw out a little prayer for a long time listener and super fan Steve. And now, if you'll kindly indulge me, I would like to spend the next sixty seconds kissing my supporters, well deserving asses. I don't know what happens on other podcasts patroon pages, but I consider myself lucky to meet and interact with you all from around the world. You people have shared your heartfelt feelings and you have made me feel supported in ways that I can barely describe that, and of course, now having settle that, if I could just double or triple or quadruple the number of supporters, it would really help me fulfill my dream of doing this full time. If you visit Funeral Kazoo dot com, you're gonna see that it hasn't been updated in forever, and there are concepts for three other shows that I would love to produce, and who knows what the future could hold with your support. If not for the generosity of our Patreon supporters, I would be forced to move on to mail stripping or pet theft or something really shady, and there would not be a show. I can't emphasize that enough. And if you think your local area San Antonio, Tesla Dealer's Network presents Doomsday, History's most Dangerous podcast has a nice ring to it, I am all ears. So if you were lucky enough to live near a waffle house or already know exactly how your family tree works, why not celebrate your good luck by considering becoming a supporter at Patreon dot com slash Funeral Kazoo. Early episodes with no ad breaks and additional ridiculously interesting material in each new episode are completely up for grabs and if the spirit of the season moves you, but only so much, You're obviously welcome to buy me a coffee at buy Me a Coffee dot com. Doomsday. That said, there are other things that you can do that I swear to you are just as appreciated. You can tell your closest forty to eighty friends about the show. You could post a positive review. You could even hop on social media and shame better Help for not sponsoring the show. I've been trying to get their attention, but completely without success because I'm not on a network. I'm just one guy. But I would love to do better help spots for you guys and waffle House and maybe even ancestry. I'm also looking to create and provide subscriptions for ad free content on Apple and Spotify. I just need a little help in that arena. Now. You can reach out on Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook as a Doomsday podcast, or fire an email to Doomsday pod at gmail dot com. But if you can spare the money and ad to choose, I always ask you to consider making a donation to Global Medic. Global Medic is a rapid response agency of Canadian volunteers offering assistant around the world to aid in the aftermath of disasters and crises, and they are often the first and sometimes only team to get critical interventions to people in life threatening situations, and to date they have helped over five point two million people across eighty seven different countries. You can learn more and donate at Globalmenic dot CAA. The next episode is going to be just about the scariest, most bloodthirsty thing to ever happen to America's Gulf Coast, and thinking about it, I'm pretty sure this episode sits in the top three deadliest episodes that we've ever done. In this episode, I will be delivering more than seventeen hundred Dodge caravans full of what's the best way to say this, cold quiet people? There you go if you follow my meaning on the next episode. Sorry I had to blow you off for a week, but I am confident that this new episode is going to blow you away, maybe into a tree or into a broken section of flying railway track. Who knows. Either way, we are all gonna drown. It's the Galveston Hurricane disaster of nineteen hundred and until then, we'll talk soon. Safety goggles off and thanks for listening,