Anna reads a ball sac where ghosting turns into haunting [insert creepy ghost emoji]. Nikki's love of boxing takes a bloody turn. And, well, Tom Brady, the divorced mother of 2.
The Super Bowl match is set and the Patriots are in it again... we're bored already. Nikki's attracting a lot of bees in the hives, and she's trying some new approaches to work through the bench quicker. Anna recalls that time the internet probably [definitely] broke when she was trying to date.
What is age but a number... everyone can apparently fabricate. While the rest of us get older, including Stanley (HBD!), Nikki magically gets younger. Meanwhile, we've got the final four in the Playoffs... that means opinions and gambling.
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Niche is back on the apps hoping to avoid a Bumble Fumble. It's NYC, so weird shit is bound to happen. Also, apologies in advance to a one Ms. M Davenport... Consider this episode dedicated to you.