I'll keep this short. We have a Patreon. And lately the amount on that Patreon has gone down.

While income from live shows and merch do obviously help, the Patreon is still the main way that

we make this show and pay all the people involved, both behind the scenes and, you know, in front of

the scenes. Is that the phrase? So if you are able to and have not yet supported us on Patreon,

please consider it. It helps the show exist. And we have all sorts of cool rewards, like

Director's Notes on every episode, Zoom Hangs with the Cast and Crew, add free versions of every

episode, and even having yourself inserted as a character into the show, yes, you could become

an actual citizen of Nightfail. To help us out, go to welcometonightfail.com and click on donate.

Please consider doing that and enjoy the show goodbye.

Bananas are hardly that slippery, but watch your step anyway. Welcome to Nightfail.

Ladies, gentlemen, you today is street cleaning day. Please remain calm.

Street cleaners will be upon us quite soon. We have little time to prepare. Please remain calm.

The City Council has issued a statement in 20 point all caps type saying, run, run,

forget your children and leave behind the week, run. We have contacted those experts who have not

already gone underground or changed their identity and have been told that street cleaners focus

on heat and movement. And so the best strategy is to be dead already. Then the experts all swallowed

pills and fell, mouths frothing at my feet. If you have doors, lock them. If you have windows,

board them up. If you still have ears, cover them and crouch wherever you are. It is street cleaning

day. Please remain calm. John Peters, you know, the farmer. He reports finding an old

oak door standing unsupported by any other structure out in the scrubland. He says that he short

wasn't there yesterday or pretty sure anyway, as sure as he can be since the accident.

Apparently there is knocking from the door, as though there were someone from some other side

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