A bomb in the light, your heart fills the dread, probably a murder of who wants you dead.

It could be a ghost, a demon or worse. Perhaps you're the victim of a witch's curse.

It's hopeless, you're doomed, you'd call a priest if you could. You'd rather just listen to who sinister who.

I'm gonna kill you.

Well, welcome to another edition of Freaky Friday on this October 7th, 2022, and you know it's so freaky.

We're only 20 days away from our show at the landmark Texas theater that's here in Dallas or wherever you're at.

You can join us on moment moment dot co slash sinister hood. The countdown is on.

Like who told us that final countdown? Who's saying?

I was trying to make a fun joke and my lack of pop culture being able to recall it quickly once again foiled me.

I had that as my ringtone for maybe two years straight. So nice. I can't believe I don't remember who it is.

I had it when I had a silver flip phone. I distinctly remember it was like an MP3 I could drag over.

Mine was a pink flip phone.

Yeah, those days. It's a panel counter. Who is that? Oh, I got a no. I got a no now. Everyone's yelling.

Job, Bluth. Everyone pause while I. Hey Siri, who sings the final countdown?

You're up. She came through. She always does.

I'm starting a new chapter with Siri.

Yeah, you guys are you were beefing. We were waiting in now. We're fine. And we're mending our relationship.

So we're better now and to prove that she just came through with the band Europe reconciliation.

We love to hear it. Yes, we've got six very chilling stories this Friday.

The weather is getting chillier. It's spooky season. Soup weather. Soup weather. Hoodie weather.

Boots weather. Oh, I got some Uggs. Got some short Uggs. I said Uggs are my winner Crocs.

And I meant it. There you go. There you go. I was thinking of why you could put some gibbits on hot glue.

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