Buried Treasure: The Boy Who Mailed Himself to Australia/The Story of the Plumber’s Hideous Yodels (S4E12)

Hey Story Pires Podcast listeners, Lee here. Welcome back to Barry Treasure where we throw back to our favorite full episodes from the Story Pires archives. Today we're revisiting the 12th episode of season 4, which includes two amazing stories written by kids and the time that the Story Pires podcast suddenly and mysteriously becomes the Johnny Blahbiss show. Coming up right after a few words for the grownups. Hey grownups, Lee here. See Story Pires live. Our amazing touring cast including Eric will be visiting some East Coast cities this spring to perform some of your favorite songs from the podcast. And, they'll take suggestions from kids in the audience to create a brand new story that will only be seen once. Best of all, all of our upcoming shows are on weekends so no need to worry about school nights or bedtime routines. We'll see you soon in Munhall, Pennsylvania just outside of Pittsburgh. Since in Adio Hio, Port Smith, New Hampshire, Metford, Massachusetts just outside of Boston and Richfield, Connecticut. Take it to all the shows are on sale now at storypires.com slash live. That's right. That's me. He's Johnny. Well, he's just a coolist. He's around town and when he smiles and looks like a frown, he's covered in scales and shaped like a ball. He's the most amazing, he's in great at his job. He's Johnny. He's a wonderful chef and a perfect friend. When you talk to him, you never want to sit there. He always subscribes and he's got never smells. He doesn't have to work out for his muscles to smell. Johnny might seem too good to me too, but he's a beautiful friend to me and you. He's Johnny. The Blopfish. Thanks, the Johnny Blopfish show. Starting Megan is Mrs. Blopfish, Rachel is Johnny Blopfish Jr. Lee as the male man. Eric has Mr. Wilkinson, Nimini as Suzy who lives next door and Peter as Lil Sparky. Now here's Johnny. It's me, Johnny Blopfish. I just like writing stories. That's a good line. We're going to replicate it up on your story. It's fun to share stories. And that inspires me that jokes are very funny. It's the only pirate. The Johnny Blopfish show is filmed in front of a live studio audience. Males here, Mark Mark. Whoa, you see their little Sparky? Oh, hello there, male carrier. Hi, Mrs. Blopfish. I see you've got a newspaper there. Why don't you read the front page for me? Sure thing. It says, welcome back to the Story Pirates podcast, everyone, where we take stories written by kids and turn them into sketch comedy and songs. Sounds terrific. How about we hear one of those stories before you continue on your route? Now Mrs. Blopfish, I'll never deliver all this mail. Just one. Well, all right. Mark, Mark, you said it, Lil Sparky. And here to introduce this first story is the author. Hi, my name is Max Blopfish. I'm 12 years old and I live in Texas. This is my story, the boys who mailed himself to Australia. 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And they'll take suggestions from kids in the audience to create a brand new story that will only be seen once. Best of all all of our upcoming shows are on weekends so no need to worry about school nights or bedtime routines. We'll see you soon in Munhall, Pennsylvania just outside of Pittsburgh. Cincinnati, Ohio, Port Smith, New Hampshire, Metford, Massachusetts just outside of Boston and Richfield, Connecticut. Tickets to all the shows are on sale now at story pirates dot com slash live. Johnny Blobfish what in the world is happening here? Who are we? How do we get here and why can't I remember my backstory? Is it is is it calm or real life? Am I an actor or a person? You know what? I'll stop asking questions now so you can answer. Stop, stop that all you rappers do. It's not funny. Where are you all anyway? Well you you see I can I can explain. Bark bark. All right. Fine. I admit it. This isn't actually a sitcom and you're not actually my friends and family. This is one big shared dream and you're the story pirates. Lee, Peter, Megan, Nimmie, Rachel and Eric. Rachel? What? Yeah, that does sound familiar. That is my name and I don't talk like this and I'm not a male carrier. I'm Lee and I'm Nimmie and I'm Eric and I'm Megan. See and this is extra confusing because I am an actress and would have been great in this role if it had been real and not a big shared dream. Which is still something I'm I'm very deeply confused about. Bark bark. Peter you don't have to bark like a dog anymore. You're not a dog. You're Peter. Ah. Bark. But Johnny, I don't understand how are we all in the same dream right now. Oh easy. I just use my special blog fish powers to bring you all into my dream. Oh, I don't know. I'm not brilliant. It's like inception meets I love Lucy. The Wizard of Oz meets the Matrix. You've got male meets Jurassic Park. I don't know. This is getting away from me. And my feet really hurt in these heels. Okay, well that explains the how but not the why. Why did you bring us all into your dream together, Johnny? Well, if you must know in real life, I'm just a gross old blob fish. People make fun of my blobby face, my droopy eyes, my blob body. I saw you all having so much fun together and I thought, what those are folks I'd want to be friends with. And then I thought, what if they don't like me? What if they make fun of me? And then I thought, wouldn't it be nice for all of us to be in a reality where everyone likes me? And then I thought, what's an era of television? Everyone likes. Oh, and then I thought, the 50s. And then I thought. I think we get it. Johnny, blobfish, you didn't need to accept us to hang out with us. We like you just the way you are. Really? You mean it? Even though my skin is gelatinous and lacks any sort of muscle definition. Okay, you really don't need to keep describing yourself, but yes. Oh, geez. That means a lot. Thanks, Story Pirates. I guess I should just be more comfortable being myself. Okay, before we all wake up from this crazy collective dream, do you want to hear another story? Really? I'd love to! Yeah! Great. Okay, listeners, if you thought this episode was weird so far, you have not heard this next story yet about a plumber and his hideous<|zh|> hideous yodel. It's the most hideous thing I've ever seen. Come on, Sally. The mayor's called a town meeting on Main Street to solve the problem. Let's get out of here. So off to the town meeting on Main Street, they went. And while they arrived on time, were they already too late? I don't know what's going on here. Why is it so quiet? Those of you who saw the plumber's yodel in its bodily form, raise your hands. That yodel is hideous. Hideous is a bit much, don't you think, Kelly? I do not. It is. It's like a dial-up modem sound sprouted a bunch of fur and put on pointy vampire teeth. Those plumber's yodels were so bad a team of veterinarians went up to the mountains to see if stick owls were making those loud screechy yodels. I said from the start, we have to tell that plumber his night yodels were terrible, that they kept us all awake. But no! No, no, no, no, none of you would listen to me. Said you didn't want to scare off this young plumber. Do you know how hard it is to find a good plumber these days? Listen, listen, listen, listen! Please, listen! Please! It's obvious we need to get this plumber to stop yodeling. But we also can't anger him. He's redoing my guest bathroom before my mother-in-law comes to visit on Sunday and he's got to finish. I know, I know, I know. I'm in the store. Who will volunteer to tell him in a kind but firm manner that his yodels have come to life and are scaring people? Oh, I don't know. I'm a good guy. He brings him out of my future. I just earned. Everybody quiet down. Where's that gristle old man get that chalkboard? He used to be a substitute teacher. You all know me. Know how I earn a living and all call this plumber and use a kind but firm tone and it ain't gonna be pleasant. But I'll do it on one condition. Was that Steve? That if he refuses to stop yodeling, you all start using my brother-in-law for a plumber. Is he in a good... Good! He's terrible. But he's driving my sister crazy. I feel like I got a helper somehow. It's gonna be a two birds one stone kind of thing. Fine. Give Steve the phone. I got my own. And I got the plumber's number. You're not the only one with a guest bathroom there, Chief. Alright, uh... It's ringing. Oh, hi there! Hey, it's Steve. Good, good, thanks. Yeah, no, the faucets are a dream. Yeah, hey, listen, quick thing for you. You know, your yodels... Well, the thing is, you know, they've come to life. People have seen them and... Well, you bet if I put you on speaker, okay. Are you still there? Hi, I'm here. Alright, everyone. If you saw one of the plumber's yodels, call out what it looked like when it came to life. It was pretty easy. A living nightmare. Like the sound of bad car brakes, grew two shriveled legs and decided to walk around in your uncle's worst polyester drag suit. Okay, well, I hear you guys. And let me tell you, it's making me crazy. I never expected my yodels to come to life. I was just doing it for me. I'm wild about that echo. I promise you'll never see my yodels again. But you're still gonna be a plumber here, right? Oh, my stars, of course. Do you know how hard it is to find a good town these days? We got a good thing going here. Let's not let a few bad embodied yodels come between us. Woohoo! Well, goodbye, everyone. Well, that's a relief. Yeah. And now that he's not yodeling anymore, I wonder what he's gonna do to occupy himself all alone up there on top of that mountain? Let's join our wanted-a-go-yet-pubber at his mountain top of old. I'm sure I'll find a different creative outlet, hopefully one that doesn't start frightening the town. I know. I'm going to make new recipes I've always wanted to try. Let me check and make sure I have enough eggs. All right, shock-shooca, here we come! Make a impression for each egg in a sauce and an onion. Huh, I wonder who that could be. Coming! Oh gosh, don't spring a leak. Haha, little plumber here we're there. Hello? Heal-a-le! It's my yodel! Wow, the town's hooker. Right, you do look like a scream and a turtle neck. Heal-a-le! I understand you're upset, but you can't go around scaring people. Honestly, I feel guilty because I created you and yet gave you no guidance on how to navigate life. I guess I understand how Dr. Frankenstein felt after his monster went out into the world. Heal-a-le! No, the monster had no name. He was just referred to as Frankenstein's monster. Heal-a-le! It is sad, my yodel. Well, listen, I can't solve any of these problems tonight, but can I interest you in eggs for dinner? Heal-a-le! You want to eat something else? Heal-a-le! Well, what did you have in mind? Heal-a-le! Oh, my! You certainly didn't mean me, did you? Heal-a-le! Do you know how hard it is to find a good plumber these days? Heal-a-le! What's that behind you? Heal-a-le! I'm not trying to pull a fast one on you. It looks like a whole town is headed this well, and... You know who I am! I am your... Yodel! Yodel, you spit that plumber out. You know who I am! How did we know you were here? We followed your horrible sound, that's how I... We knew you'd say that. So we brought the one thing that could defeat you. Steve unleashed the Gregorian chant in physical form. Yodel, Yodel, Yodel, Yodel... That Gregorian chant in physical form is lovely. It's like the end of a headache put on a jauntless guard. What's gonna happen, Steve? The only thing that can happen. A sentient vocal choice battle royale for our plumber. But also for the soul of our town. Yodel, you're lit. Shit! I hope you're both ready. We'll start at the sound of the bell. We need to get that bell. He used to be a boxing ruff. On your mark. Get set. Wow, the battle. This is impossible to describe. It is, but try anyway. Okay. It's as if a swarm of butterflies was combating a garbage tornado, made of broken glass and old wet kushbots, or a beautiful box kind dance battling a community of naked mongrats. That's a fancy to naked mongrats. I'd say it's like a smattering of Daisy Petals caught a warm summer breeze then started kickboxing the seven-foot and bottom of the way it feels when you get lemon juice and a paper goat. That is a real challenge. Right? What are you trying to do? The Gagorian chance got the yodel around the middle, and it's giving it the highlight. Looks like the yodel's about to... Pop up the plumber. I'm okay. Hooray! Let's get this young plumbery with doctor. But now we've got an even bigger problem. What's that? With our plumber in the hospital, who's gonna finish my guest bathroom by Sunday? Yes, who will finish the guest bathroom by Sunday? Oh, the humanity. The horror. The horror. The end. The only thing who... And now, Lee speaks with the author. Hello. Hi, Molly. It's Lee from Story Pirates. Hi. So Molly, you wrote the story of the plumber and his hideous yodels. Can you tell me how you came up with it? Well, it was actually a school-funded way had to use some vocabulary words. And there was a bunch of different ones. I chose towards lead hideous and yodels, because when I saw the word hideous and yodels, I just immediately found a fiatal that came to life. So, for people who might not know, can you explain what yodeling is? Well, it's like a pitch singing where you mostly get to play the word yodels. How does it sound when you do it? Yone, yone, yone, yone, yone, yone. That was really great. Oh, thanks. The idea of a sound becoming visual is so interesting and creative. How did you come up with that? Well, when I heard of a word hideous and yodel, it was kind of a magic and this creature that looks kind of like a fart cloud. It looks like an angry face Jon on it. And I also kind of imagined like a kind of a music bem ones. Yeah. When they can't eat all those kind of fine magic and yodel to look like to. Can you think of other sounds that would be interesting to see come to life? Maybe like a pop song or a soda can opening. What do you think a soda can opening would look like? I don't know. I kind of imagined like a guy who read the skateboard. That's very cool. And what about a pop song? What do you think that looks like coming to life? I kind of imagined it being like a girl who really over accessories is. So I think your story is so original. Do you have advice for anyone who wants to write a story that has things in it that no one has ever thought of before? Well, the hardest part of writing is definitely getting started. So sometimes if I'm like a total of getting started, it's just nice to talk to like one object, one place and one like character and kind of throw a story around that. That's an amazing activity. It's kind of like the one that your teacher gave you with the vocabulary. Yeah. And did you get to share this story with your class? Yeah. My teacher liked it. And we kind of all shared our stories that we made so other people made really nice stories as well, my class. I think sharing stories is one of the most fun things that you can do. Especially when you work really hard on them. It's nice to show people what you've done. Well, Molly, I'm so glad that you shared your story with us too because I love it so, so much. Oh, thank you. It was fun to share a story. Thank you so much for putting my story on the show. You're so welcome. Bye. Bye bye. That's it for today's episode. Thanks for listening and a huge thanks to today's authors, Maxwell and Molly. Before we go, here's today's story spark. Kids, write us a story that includes at least three of the weirdest words that you know. Like Molly did in the last story with hideous and yodel. All you have to do is choose your weird and funny words and then see if they inspire a story idea. As always, grownups can submit stories at storypires.com. See you next week. Bye. Bye. The Story Pires podcast is a production of Gimlet Media, executive produced by Leo Vertrie and Benjamin Salka. This episode was produced by Sam Bear, Mike Habalon, Chad Chennai, Peter McNerney, Andrew Miller, Megan O'Neill, Leo Vertrie, Jonathan Roberts, Jasmine Romero, Rachel Winnitsky, and Nimini Ware. Recording, sound design, and mixing by Sam Bear at the Relic Room in New York City. Our theme song was written by Bobby Lorde, arranged by Brennan O'Grady and Jack Mitchell, produced by Brennan O'Grady, and featuring the beatboxing of Kayla Malady. Our head writer is Rachel Winnitsky, staff writers are Mike Habalon and Mahalalorans. Contributing writers are Mintswi Karami, Peter McNerney, Megan O'Neill, and Leo Vertrie. Special guest, Arve Chichina. This episode features performances by Eric Austin, Mary and Brock, Ryan Chitapong, Medell Clarice, Lynxton Darby, Sasha Diamond, Chris Ferry, Eric Urson, Nick Canales, Leslie Karine, April LaBalle, Peter McNerney, Jack Mitchell, Megan O'Neill, Leo Vertrie, Austin Sanders, Rachel Winnitsky, Ted White, Nimini Ware, Mary and Yasufu, and Matt Simbrano. Musical Scoring by Jack Mitchell. Musical Scoring by the Boy Who Mealed Himself to Australia by Eric Urson. Songs from the Boy Who Mealed Himself to Australia by Mintswi Karami. The Johnny Blah-Fish theme song has music by Jack Mitchell, lyrics by Mike Kabalon, and was produced by Jack Mitchell. The way I'm this whole time has music by Jack Mitchell, and lyrics by Leo Vertrie, and was produced by Jack Mitchell. Additional Music Production on the Boy Who Mealed Himself to Australia by Eric Urson. Additional Music Production on the story of the plumber's hideous eodles and the Johnny Blah-Fish show by Jack Mitchell. Well, well, well. That was a weird episode. At least we figured out that the Blah-Fish was behind everything. Nobody else was involved that much as clear. God, that's a wrap on today's episode. Wait a second. Baby with a mustache. What are you doing in that director's chair holding a movie camera? A little me? Please, been making things kinda weird, it was baby with a mustache this whole time. Who's got facial hair but not a beard? Was baby with a mustache this whole time? She's a baby. And she she I guess what we're saying is that baby, baby, baby, baby. This week's episode was so weird, because it was baby with a baby with a baby with a baby with a baby with a baby with a baby. And I made sure that Sparky was adopted by a wonderful loving family. I don't get it. You don't have to get it, Lee. Wasn't Sparky the dog played by Peter? What are you talking about? Sparky was it Spark? Sparky was Peter. Oh no. Do we miss him? Are we okay with this? No, no, we're not. We're not. You're not okay with it. You're not okay with it. Alright, I'll be right back.