The Elite are back, baby! Sort of. Kind of. Not quite, actually, and it's brought us to a place of frankly quite concerning energy. Are we happy they're coming back? Of course we are. Are we still struggling because we haven't yet seen their beautiful bodies? Absolutely. There's an extended metaphor where Private Party is cranberry juice, and we get in our dumbest fight yet, splitting hairs about whether it's that Nick Jackson can't or that he won't get big juicy naturals. We also somehow do manage to talk about MJF,  the psychology of face turns, and some other actual wrestling, I guess. Plus for this spooky Halloween episode, we play a fun new game of Vampire, Werewolf, and Ghost!