What is going on, everyone, and welcome back to the channel. I hope you're all doing well.

Today I've got for you part three in the Bat Crazy Betty saga. That's right.

You guys have absolutely loved part one and part two. And the story, if anything, just gets crazier from here.

If you don't know what I'm talking about, I'll put part one's thumbnail on screen there.

Part two's there. You need to go and watch that before you watch this one.

Otherwise, none of that one makes sense.

Links down below.

I'm now assuming you've seen part one and part two.

This is part three.

Just one story today, but my goodness me, it includes the worst paragraph I think I've ever read in my life.

So without further ado, sit back, relax, subscribe to the channel and turn notifications on so you don't miss future episodes in this series. Let's get into this ridiculous story.

Back crazy Betty comes a calling after two years of blissful silence and I'm not happy about it. What's up, lovelies? In my last post, I told you all that Dan and I didn't speak to Betty for two

years after we left her house following our wedding. We were still living in my parents' house,

mostly to save up as much money as we could, but we'd just found a rental property on the far end of

town and we'd signed the lease. It was a bit outdated than what we were looking for, but

it was within our budget and within the city limits.

So, we went for it.

As Dan and I were packing, he gets a call on his phone.

It's Betty.

I, of course, didn't want him to answer it, but he did anyway.

Dang it.

He at least put it on speaker while he was still unpacking.

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