Hi, Anna.

And hey everybody else.

And welcome to our podcast.

Scary stories to tell on the pod.

It is once again a podcast about scary stories, urban legends, and spooky things you tell us about.

And we are awakened from our hibernation.

Here's what happened.

The Writers Guild went on strike for five months. And the moment that Andrew and I found out,

we got. We got coffee. We got coffee. We had a coffee date to talk about. We got coffee to be like, should we do a few, one or like a couple of scary ups to post in October? And then while we

were at the coffee, we found out that the writer's strike was over. We were like, we've got time.

Really, this, you know, this might go to the end of the year. Let's figure out something fun we can do.

And sure enough, the email came in moments after we had taken our last sip of coffee.

It really, you can't get any better timing.

We strike when the iron is gone.

Yeah, dead cold.

Which I think is a time to do it because if it's hot,

I feel the same way.

Yeah, I don't want to strike when anything is hot.

I'm not, no.

No.

What are we, a blacksmith? Not in the past two years.

Certainly not. Anything's possible in the future. Yeah. Um, has something spooky happened to you this year?

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