<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Rubberbeaver Podcast</title><description>This is not a podcast. This is libel, slander, defamation of character. This is not a podcast, in the ordinary sense of the word. No, this is a prolonged insult, a gob of spit in the face of Art, a kick in the pants to God, Man, Destiny, Time, Love, Beauty ... What you will. This is Rubberbeaver...</description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Rubberbeaver)</managingEditor><pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2023 21:47:19 -0400</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://rubberbeaver.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>yes</itunes:explicit><copyright>All Rites reversed</copyright><itunes:image href="http://www.furrysinspace.net/images/Rubberbeaverskt.jpg"/><itunes:keywords>furry stories, furry fandom, IMVHO</itunes:keywords><itunes:summary>This is not a podcast. This is libel, slander, defamation of character. This is not a podcast, in the ordinary sense of the word. No, this is a prolonged insult, a gob of spit in the face of Art, a kick in the pants to God, Man, Destiny, Time, Love, Beauty ... What you will. This is Rubberbeaver...</itunes:summary><itunes:subtitle>This is not a podcast. This is libel, slander, defamation of character. This is not a podcast, in the ordinary sense of the word. No, this is a prolonged insult, a gob of spit in the face of Art, a kick in the pants to God, Man, Destiny, Time, Love, Beaut</itunes:subtitle><itunes:category text="Arts &amp; Entertainment"><itunes:category text="Science Fiction"/></itunes:category><itunes:author>The Space Furries</itunes:author><itunes:owner><itunes:email>rubberbeaver@podomatic.com</itunes:email><itunes:name>The Space Furries</itunes:name></itunes:owner><item><title>Tionne and Natasha</title><link>http://rubberbeaver.blogspot.com/2006/06/tionne-and-natasha.html</link><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 00:01:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26700906.post-115017163117325584</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4082/2797/1600/TionneNatasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4082/2797/200/TionneNatasha.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tionne the skunkette and her college roommate Natasha the red panda take spring break on the Island of Dusa and get screwed by the local more ways than three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rubberbeaver.audioblog.com/rss/rubberbeaver.xml" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblog.com/images/icons/generic/xml.gif" alt="View RSS XML" align="middle" border="0" height="14" hspace="5" width="36" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rubberbeaver.podOmatic.com/?badge=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rubberbeaver.podOmatic.com/badge.gif" style="border: 0pt none ;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>rubberbeaver@podomatic.com (The Space Furries)</author></item><item><title>003RB Julie and Mullers part 3</title><link>http://rubberbeaver.blogspot.com/2006/05/003rb-julie-and-mullers-part-3.html</link><pubDate>Sat, 20 May 2006 13:08:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26700906.post-114814644214082285</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4082/2797/1600/beaver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4082/2797/320/beaver.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month later Burton and Doyle are waiting outside Julie's Kama Sutra class with her monthly furnrat  dose and a strange crate. Burton says&lt;br /&gt;"You're GOING on a little TRIP. Flight LT. Muller and The GRAND high ADMIRAL have recommended YOU for an important mission"&lt;br /&gt;After some sex play they lock her into the open sided box and load her on a star corsair (4 seater  interplanetary transport/fighter).  En-route they keep her on the edge of orgasm without letting her have one.&lt;br /&gt;When they arrive at the ancestral Muller Castle, a round tower overlooking the Swanee river in the former country of Grazland,  They put Julie still in her crate in the highest room and leave her in the dark. Burton then advises Winfield Muller just turned 18 on how to enjoy his "coming of age" present from Stefan and Gunthor. "You want to LEAVE her in the dark alone and hungry for another hour then let her out of the box and retie her. If you hand fed her at that point she'll see you as in control and do anything you ask. writers - P.Lucas &amp; R.Schliff  music  - &lt;a href="http://music.podshow.com/music/listeners/artistdetails.php?BandHash=b58b843ec339687954d1d49611e69ef1"&gt;two cats - Hasselquist  &lt;/a&gt;--November6 bounce ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click link to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rubberbeaver.podOmatic.com?badge=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.podOmatic.com/images/orange_badge.gif" style="border: 0pt none ;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>rubberbeaver@podomatic.com (The Space Furries)</author></item><item><title>002 RB Julie and Mullers part 2 - Julie meets Stefan</title><link>http://rubberbeaver.blogspot.com/2006/05/002-rb-julie-and-mullers-part-2-julie.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 5 May 2006 18:22:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26700906.post-114686797186094751</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4082/2797/1600/rubberbeaverpreliminaty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4082/2797/200/rubberbeaverpreliminaty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The girls go at it so hot and heavy they don't notice a crowd of spacejockeys watching through the gate until Stefan says "Hey girls save some of that for us" Julie and Bilail manage to make everyone very happy especially Stefan whose party it is. writers - P.Lucas &amp; R.Schliff Music : &lt;a href="http://music.podshow.com/music/listeners/artistdetails.php?BandHash=a46bf085960e92b108d7a783d647644e"&gt;Control - 2012&lt;/a&gt; - -- &lt;a href="http://music.podshow.com/music/listeners/artistdetails.php?BandHash=389f2e8c1a7bcdaf35f72c021cc7c8ef"&gt;Dirty Sanchez - Baron Von Lichtenstein&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click link below or title above to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rubberbeaver.podOmatic.com?badge=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.podOmatic.com/images/orange_badge.gif" style="border: 0pt none ;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>rubberbeaver@podomatic.com (The Space Furries)</author></item><item><title>furry tail part one : Julie's Advanced training</title><link>http://rubberbeaver.blogspot.com/2006/04/furry-tail-part-one-julies-advanced.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 23:19:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26700906.post-114567623080511255</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4082/2797/1600/JulieSuspiciousAni.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4082/2797/200/JulieSuspiciousAni.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie is in her barracks room reading ("Belly dancing for dummies" "how to make MRE eatable"...) when C C enters and orders her to follow her for a special training exercise. Julie tries to make find out what's going on and CC says&lt;br /&gt;"Bite your tongue"&lt;br /&gt;Which Julie takes figuratively and shuts up; but that's not what CC meant. The cougar pulls the ocelot's tongue out, puts a furnrat in Julie's mouth and binds her muzzle shut with a thick rubber band so that her teeth are pressing down on her tongue....&lt;br /&gt;writers - P.Lucas &amp; R.Schliff Music : Seekh Kebab And Nan Bread by Jowonio Productions &amp;amp; Merzbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click link to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rubberbeaver.podOmatic.com?badge=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.podOmatic.com/images/orange_badge.gif" style="border: 0pt none ;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>rubberbeaver@podomatic.com (The Space Furries)</author></item><item><title>INTRO</title><link>http://rubberbeaver.blogspot.com/2006/04/intro.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 21:46:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26700906.post-114567159383428212</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.furrysinspace.net/images/Rubberbeaverskt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.furrysinspace.net/images/Rubberbeaverskt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;What's a rubber beaver?&lt;br /&gt;click here to find out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rubberbeaver.podOmatic.com?badge=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.podOmatic.com/images/blue_badge.gif" style="border:0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>rubberbeaver@podomatic.com (The Space Furries)</author></item><item><title>Furry tails for dirty little kids who managed to grow up.</title><link>http://rubberbeaver.blogspot.com/2006/04/furry-tails-for-dirty-little-kids-who.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 21:29:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26700906.post-114566947387688168</guid><description>Aleister Crowley Had a parable which he claimed explained western religion and/or civilization:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A solider found himself on a long train ride in a compartment also occupied by a middle-aged gentleman with a perforated box on his lap. The Solider tried to strike up a conversation by asking&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me sir, but what do you have it that box?"&lt;br /&gt;"It is a bit presumptuous of you to ask young man but there's no harm in telling you, it's a mongoose" said the gent&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't that a rather exotic pet for England?"&lt;br /&gt;" It is not so much as a pet but as a cure" &lt;br /&gt;"A cure?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well as a perfect stranger I imagine I can divulge a family secret. You do not know me and I doubt we will meet again. My younger brother is a bit of a wastrel and the black sheep of the family. He's taken to gambling and whoring and both drinking heavily and taking drugs. It seems he's developed Delirium Tremens, he imagines he sees poisonous snakes everywhere. So I am bringing the mongoose to help him."&lt;br /&gt;"But sir, Don't you realize these snakes are imaginary?"&lt;br /&gt;"So is the mongoose."</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>rubberbeaver@podomatic.com (The Space Furries)</author></item></channel></rss>