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.

Hey there, Halloween's.

It's your boy Michael Minroville Mall Rothman or Michael Myers Rothman or in this case, Michael James

Brolin with one hell of a beard and those crazy eyes, Brolin Rothman.

Well, anyway, yes, you couldn't tell from the title on the feed and my

little joke just then, we are unlocking our coverage of 1979s, the Amityville Horror. It's

celebrated its 45th anniversary in 2004, and we covered it on our Patreon.

It's a great episode.

We talked about the old haunted house classic.

We went into the book that may or may not be bullshit, and we talked a lot about the 70s aesthetic, which I think is very comfortable and cozy

and makes me want to get a sweater and a warm blanket and a cup of coffee.

And hopefully I don't spill that coffee on my keyboard like I did yesterday.

But anyway, that's my problem.

Your problem right now is nothing.

You just get to sit back, relax, listen, and enjoy until we tell you to get out.

Damn, son, look at all of these monsters.

Come on, all of you monsters out of here.

Everyone, out of this room. Come, ah, ha. You, on the bed. Come on, all of you monsters out of here. Everyone, out of this room. Come, ah, ha! You on the bed. Come on, out, out, take a hide. There we go.

There we go. Happy Halloween, trick-or-treaters, dreamers, campers, suspects, deadites, friends till the end, and space jockeys.

It's Michael, for God's sakes, get out!

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