The weather. Tomorrow, expect a biting cold front. Hmm, how naughty. I wonder what I'll be

wearing or taking off. The night will be wild and untamed. Expect heavy, lashing rain

that'll soak you to the skin. By Monday, temperatures will rise slowly but surely reaching

their peak in the afternoon.

Not in the mood for miserable weather?

Fly cheaply to Turkey with Sun Express.

Sun Express, nonstop sunshine.

All right, so Matt, I'm trying to work on myself and, you know, become better.

So I'm going to work on being less condescending.

Condescending means talking down to people. Good evening, everybody, and welcome to the graveyard.

Thank you for joining us tonight.

My name is Adam.

And my name's Matt.

Now, pull up a tombstone, or settle into your casket, and get comfortable,

because this is Graveyard Tales.

All right, everybody, here we are again. Matt, how you doing tonight, brother?

I'm not doing too bad, man.

How are you?

Good. Good. I'm, man, I'm surviving.

It's been busy, but I'm surviving.

Um, so as we tell you all the time, go over to Patreon.com slash graveyard tales,

sign up to become a patron.

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