Whether thou are a ghost that hath come from the earth, or a phantom of night that hath no hollow

for one that liest dead in the desert, or a ghost unburied, or a demon or a cool.

Whatever thou be, until thou art from all thee.

Thou shalt find here no water to drink.

Thou shalt not stretch forth thy hand to our own. Into our house enter thou not.

Through our fence, break through thou not. We are protected, though we may be frightened. Our life you may not steal, though we may be scared to death.

Welcome to scared to death, Crepe's, Peepers, Robert's and Annabel's. I'm Dan.

Hello Dan, I'm Bob.

Hello Bob.

Hey, just kidding, I'm Lindsay.

Thanks again for all the recent ratings and reviews. They help us find new listeners next to personal recommendations

better than anything else.

So appreciate that.

Lindsay has a couple quick things to say,

and then we're off and running with another fun show.

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

Okay, so just, we said it last week, but in case you missed it, just a reminder that very

soon we will be talking in detail about Summer Camp 2025.

There is no camp this year.

Dan and I are taking a breather for a variety of reasons.

Tickets are going to go on sale end of March.

Again, things are a little up in the air at the moment, and as soon as we have confirmed

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