The Hey y'all I'm Donna and I'm Carrie and we are a paranormal Sinister sightings 74.

All right, you want to just jump in?

Let's do it.

Also, pardon my stuffy nose.

You don't sound bad.

I hear it, though.

Hey ladies, love you, love the show, you are amazing and hilarious.

It's an extra bonus that you live about 45 minutes from where I went to high school.

The laughter and accents always miss the good old days a little, especially

the riding around in my friend's grandma's minivan, chain smoking and singing bad 80s and

90s music as we drove the 30 minutes minimum to get Blockbuster as kids.

Oh my gosh yes.

We used Pringles cans for ashtrays and for Breeze the shit out of that van after every joy ride as if that would cover

the smell of four to five teen girls and guys having way too much fun doing a whole

lot of nothing kind of days. Did you ever hear the stories that people would like smoke in their rooms when they were young,

like teenagers?

And then I would be like, how do your parents not smell it?

And they would be like, oh, I just have a bowl of mustard and it like sucks up the

smell and I was like, what?

What?

Yeah, see, well you say that like they would have mustard out and that would like get rid of the smell.

No, but has anybody ever heard that?

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