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Mob Rules Mobcast | A Warhammer 40k podcast

Your morning show styled Warhammer 40K podcast. Follow Jon and Ted on a magical Warhammer 40,000 journey of getting rules wrong accidentally on purpose. If you like laughter, romance, intrigue and a whole lot of 40k banter then saddle up, because we're dropping this like an iron duke every two weeks.
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Now displaying: September, 2016
Sep 23, 2016

It is that time of the every-other-week again!  Mob Rules hitting your ear holes like a drunken cat trying to get it on with a chalk board.  This go is short, we were tired after the Battle Zone Ursa convention, but still pulled it out for ya lads.  And ya know what?  We have a special homie for ya, well, two, but one of them spoke less.  He is famous, both in stories on our show as well as multiple (?) appearances on the Geisha Gleek.  BUT, you’ll have to download the podcast and decode the secret message in order to find out who it is.  Also we give you a wrap up of our Gamer’s Tail (ok, Tale of Gamers) event and get down with what we have been up to.  So go pour yourself a tall warm mug of hot apple cider, pull your office chair close to the stereo and bask in the personal love language of Mob Rules.

Sep 10, 2016

Close your eyes and say the words “Flesh Tearers,” “Flesh Tearers.” Let the words roll over your tongue, let them flow through your body, allow the mantra to seep into your soul and bring you a deeper understanding of what it is to be the second son of Baal.  Now, open your eyes.  Don’t you feel much better?  What ever, guys.  We did this episode on the Flesh Tearers and it was rad.  The end.  Now download the episode, pour yourself a tall tasty glass of V8, pull up your favorite fart-stained bean bag chair and imbue your mind with the soul molesting sounds of Mob Rules.

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