Oh hello weary wanderer, Tis I, Lord Podcast.
Am I but a figment of your wildest dreams?
Is your nervous system lighting up with the sound of my godly voice?
Do my vocal cords create a desire for you to make sweet, sweet love with me?
I only have ears for your sweet, sweet podcast, my dear.
You say you do not have a podcast which I can adore?
Blast it!
You shall make it your life's work to listen to Let's Start a Podcast.
Yearn for the life lessons that only Elijah, a skilled podcast professional, may bestow
upon you with his decades of wisdom.
What's that you say?
You do not have the confidence to press record?
Nay, I say, nay.
Elijah, you must teach this weary wanderer how to start a podcast.
Give them every tool and skill which they can yearn for.
Do it now, I say.
Teach them, Elijah.
Teach them so they may confidently say, Let's Start a Podcast.
Begone, I say.
I must warm up my godly voice for my guest appearance.
Let's start a podcast.
No, I didn't like that.
Let's start a podcast?
Wilhelmina, darling, it's time for my bath, my dear.
Bring the scented soap, the one that smells like glorious confidence and victory.