Imagine you're nobility in the 1500s. You're rich, you're powerful, your face is caked in lead, and you smell like a haunted cupboard because you've bathed, like... twice this year. In this episode, we're diving nose-first into the gross, grimy, gloriously weird history of hygiene. We're talking poo sponges on a stick, lice wigs, perfumed everything, and the long, splinter-filled road to modern toilet paper.

Why did people think water would kill them? Why was brushing your teeth with wine a thing? And how did Versailles manage to be both luxurious and absolutely covered in human waste?

Spoiler: everyone smelled bad, really really bad!

Join us as we unravel centuries of filth and full-body funk — and finally answer the question: How did we go from wiping with stones… to pink quilted clouds of two-ply heaven?

Wash your hands, light a candle, and get ready to gag. This is Prying Minds — where the past stinks, and we're still nosy enough to sniff it.

Today we’re going BIG! That’s right, we’re diving into the world of… giants.

We’re talking massive myths, towering truths, and elevated enigmas from every continent. From the biblical Nephilim to the Quinkin of Australia, and everything in between.

Are these tales just exaggerated campfire stories? Symbolic metaphors? Or could there be something monstrously real behind humanity’s obsession with giants?

Grab your magnifying glass—or maybe a ladder—because we’re chasing shadows that cast very long footprints. This isn’t your average bedtime story, folks. This one’s off the scale.

He called himself The Great Beast 666. The tabloids called him the wickedest man in the world. And we just call him... a hot mess. A chaotic, magical, drug-fueled mess.

We're talking about none other than, Aleister Crowley.

He was a poet, a mountaineer, a ceremonial magician, and a drama queen! He claimed to have summoned demons, channeled Egyptian spirits, wrote questionable poems, and even got himself kicked out of Italy for being too weird.

But was he a dark prophet of a new age… or just a dramatic dude with too much money and too much access to hallucinogens?

So grab your velvet cloak, light a black candle, and join us as we descend into the life and legacy of the man who made Victorian England clutch its pearls.