A story you have to see/hear to believe: Dan wanted to get away for a day, so he went to meet up with a Tinder match who lives in Maryland.

And then she never texted him back.

First, an update on the Red Flag, which comes to its frustratingly disappointing denouement. She was the original MILF -- Mother I'd Like to FaceTime -- and, yet, nothing more than a lesson in self-worth and personal pride.

Alas, of all the great ghost stories we've told on this show, NOTHING is better (read: worse) than driving 3 hours to get ghosted.

So what happened? How did Dan salvage the evening? And exactly how drunk was he when he posted an Instagram of the inside of his plastic cup of Jim Beam and Coke with the text: 

I drove 3 hours to hang out with someone and she ghosted me. Now I'm super drunk and in Maryland. Top that, fuckers.

Also:
• Scott has a slipped disc in his back.
• The Levy Bros. reply to more listeners who think all they care about is physical attractiveness. (Note: WRONG.)
• How Hinge allowing comments when you try to match saved Dan's night.
• Is Dan too trusting?
• And was he Ghosted...or was he Catfished?