Hello, it is me.

Hello, it is me. You're dark and brooding.

Grow man, bruiser, Holden McNeely.

And I've come to kill you, Jake.

Hey, it's me.

You're crazy late 80s, early 90s gang member.

And ooh, I love drug murder.

Ooh, I just burst into people's homes.

And my name's ZigZorg.

And I giggle and see.

And I especially love it when an innocent love interest is, I get to kill them in front of their stoic boyfriends.

Because they're never going to come back and get me.

I'm Ziggsorg.

Why is he putting poppers in his ears? It's just weird.

It doesn't even do anything. Oh, but that's not only it. You know I work for a weirdly cold and

calculating supercrime guy. I'm Ziggsog, baby. I'm gonna live forever. I love that you

introduced Zigsore up top because, man, this is a bleak one, Jake. The crow is dark. And I'm not just

talking about the aesthetic. It is mired with tragedy. I was absolutely floored when I actually

got into the research of this episode because I just figured A, we're going to cover the crow.

And then there's this really fascinating and sad and awful, uh, horrific onset death

that is, uh, quite reminiscent of more modern events with the film Rust and Alec Baldwin that

I feel like we has, therefore has kind of been in the heads of people lately.

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