Hey, everybody. Welcome back. I'm Halle. I'm Allison. And we are just keeping it going.

We are on the tunnel of love headed through February, visiting all of our favorite super

romantic sexy horror movies. And we've been pairing with them. These little intros are

we sort of been trading off telling dating horror stories, you know, the theme. We're all

about to see him here. Very scary. It is sort of like if you listen to our Halloween

episodes, this is like us eating the disgusting candy, but we're just eating the disgusting

candy that is our own lives. Yeah. Yeah. I would say that my romantic history is basically

a parade of good and blunties. But you liked them. Wow. No, I did not like them. I did

not like them. Remember? Oh, yeah, we have old ones. Yeah, they're really old. I mean,

I liked whoppers. Right. But it makes sense that these are the whoppers we consume essentially,

but also you like to eat actual whoppers. So this is existential whoppers. So let me spill

a big bowl box of my existential whoppers for this week. So I was trying to think I

had this sort of a two stories. You know, these are all again, like lost in the sands of

time. Yes. You know, in a crypt that someone's going to pry open it and they'll leap out

at them, assuming that they being like my husband eventually or, you know, my children

or whatever. And sorry, I was thinking of again, I used to go to a ton of, you know, I

mean, they were okay, cupid. I might be aging myself, but I, you know, it's kind of tender

as okay, cupid. And I remember going out with this guy, we went to some dive bar in the

East Village. And I couldn't tell you what it was except that it was like right at the

beginning of its gentrification, you know, sort of trajectory. Yeah, yeah, yeah. So while

we were there, one of the regulars sort of like verbally attacked my date and like accused

him of gentrifying the bar. Now was that person wrong? Not in as such. But also we were just

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