Greetings and salutations. You've successfully arrived at the bloody disgusting network.

The passage of time will now bring you to something strange, unique, and idiosyncratic.

Have a good time.

That's pitch. Listen to this. This is the tape I found downstairs.

It has been a number of years since I began excavating the ruins of Kandar with a group of my colleagues.

Now my wife and I have retreated to a small cabin in the solitude of these mountains.

I believe I have made a significant find in the Kandarian

ruins, a volume of ancient Sumerian burial practices and funerary incantations. It is entitled Not to Ron De Manto, roughly translated Book of the Dead.

From the Narl Woods of Michigan to the Sun Kiss Skyline of LA.

We are Halloween!

You said I hope you understand when you read this letter that you're better off without me.

Cus surround me is stormy weather, stormy weather, always surrounds me.

Happy Halloween, trick-or-treaters dreamers, campers, suspects, and deadites.

Or should I say, happy holidays? Probably the latter.

Anyhow, Michael Mistletoe can be deadly if you eat it.

Rofman here, it's the first proper week of December, so we thought, why not give you all

a holiday treat?

So we looked into our Patreon archives over in the rewind,

W.W. dot Patreon.com slash Halloween's pod FYI and decided to dust off our

commentary track for silent night deadly night that we recorded last year but here's a thing if you like this and you're thinking I can't imagine going through garbage Day without the Halloween.

Good news.

We're recording a brand new commentary track

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