Whether thou art a ghost that hath come from the earth, or a phantom of night that

has no hollow, or one that lieth dead in the desert, or a ghost unburied, or a demon, or a

ghoul, whatever thou be until thou art removed, thou shalt find here no water to drink,

thou shalt not stretch forth thy hand to our own into our house enter thou not through our fence break through thou not we are protected though we may be frightened our life you may not steal though we may be scared to death.

Welcome to scared to death, creeps, peepers, Roberts and Annabels.

I'm Dan.

Hello, Dan.

I'm Lulu.

Hello, Lulu.

Hello, sir.

We hope 2025 has started off well for you all.

Recording this episode will be the last bit of work we do podcast-wise in

24 yeah literally new year's eve right now yep new year's eve um so we are a bit out of time

which actually fits in with one of my stories today oh you're out of touch i'm out of time

is that how that song goes?

Is that right?

Yeah.

Sweet.

Oh, God.

Hall of notes.

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