81 – ET SECUTUS MANDUCEMUS
et secutus manducemus
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69 – Fresh Air
Our hero has been desperately stuck in a cave for a long, long time. But wait, what does his eye see? Is that an exit? Or just the beckoning light of heaven?
Tune in and catsup with this week’s exciting episode!
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66 – SaraCORRUPTFILE934976
First of all, I MUST apologize for the weird thing that happened last week. Something happened and the episode was lost. But this week, EVERYTHING IS COOL! I catsup with Sara and we do wonderful talks and eat some pretty-delicious ketchup!
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63 – House on Ketchup Hill
Ketchup Kitchen Catchups is normally just a quaint interview podcast but, this week, things have changed. At, previous guest, Chris Hutson’s request I have gone out to try and take care of this K’tchulu situation. Ending up at an old house in the country, I don’t really know what I’m doing.
HELP!
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60 – Sorry, Big Huls!
I have to apologize. I was so freaked out by last week’s episode that I couldn’t sleep. So I called, friend of the show, Jason Huls for some advice. He knows about demons and he owns a kid so it seemed like a great idea at the time. Looking back, I may have just been a bit frantic.
Either way I’M SORRY BIG HULS and thank you for taking my call so late at night.
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