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Welcome to the Bad Broadcast, I'm your host, Maddie Murphy.

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Wait and I'll identify you everything.

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Hello, my love, my friends.

I don't know why that's the nickname I chose.

I wish I had a catchphrase to say the beginning, so I didn't sound so awkward every time we'd begin an episode.

But anyway, welcome back to the Bad Broadcast, I am Maddie and I am also glad that you are here.

Another round of bad dates today.

I think this is maybe number three.

I think this is the third time we've done this because without fail, every single time,

my top two amount of submissions that I get are for bad in-laws and bad dates.

And we are not okay, none of us are okay after these.

So yeah, another round of bad dates today, it always brings me like an equal part, joy and terror

because these truly are the worst.

But we are opening up the episode with a love hate because I have them for you guys this week.

All right, well, I have one love, I shouldn't say that it's a full love hate because I have one love, three hates.

Which feels right.

My number one, my only love this week of the month of the year of my life,

if you have been here for more than 11 minutes, then you know what I'm going to say.

Red Taylor's version is out.

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