#harry styles on howard stern

[jlf23tumble]

What do you think was said in Harry's interviews with Howard? I'm just curious, I don't pick up well on stuff

Hello! At this point, I'd have to go back and relisten to them both, each interview was an hour plus of a LOT of info, and I didn't recap it at the time, so it's hard to recall it all from memory (the tags you're referring to are Harry talking about how much of his life is online, people can see how he kisses, etc., but all the talk around that moment was equally revealing). Don't beat yourself up, though, I bet you can pick it up on your own just as well, just give those interviews a listen with your own ears! I feel like this tag post from @ahurricanebehindthedoor is my own vibe, so many times people skip over the source material to get someone else's read on something when their own is just as valid (if not, more so because you'll have the benefit of ACTUALLY doing the two minutes of labor vs. just reacting to reactions).

[underthecitysky]

Imagine if Howard let him answer the question he asked but still … justice for RAM

[rickchung]

♫ Harry Styles x “Sledgehammer” (Peter Gabriel cover) x The Howard Stern Show.

“I think it’s like the best-mixed song ever,” Styles said of Gabriel’s "Sledgehammer” before he and his band broke into their pitch-perfect rendition of the ‘80s hit.

[daisyblog]

"Show was great, drummers incredible"

My Drummer Masterlist Summary: Harry gets asked about his Drummer.

“Alright, look at this…look who I’m sitting here with...Harry Styles and his whole band!”. Howard announced from his position in front of the whole band. 

YN smiled politely whilst sitting behind her large drum kit, as Harry sat in front of her on a high stool with his headphones and microphone ready.

YN never got too nervous about interviews with Harry because the interviewer never usually brought much attention to the band. But YN had heard so many things about Howard Stern that made her anxious, because that man did not care what he asked or said. She was slightly nervous for Harry too, although he had been media trained since a young age and was used to being asked a lot of questions it still make her tummy fill with nerves.

Touring with One Direction, YN was used to all the interviews and how Harry would cleverly dodge inappropriate assumptions and she couldn't help but think today would be no different. Nothing was off-limits with him. Unlike the others in Harry's band, YN had been apart of his life since they could both walk and talk. Although their friendship had only blossomed within the last few years into more, YN knew Harry may get asked about them.

For the first part of the interview, YN switched off from the interview and sat in her own little bubble at the back of the room, waiting to perform. Her favourite part! Howard asked Harry questions about the new album, songwriting, X Factor, and even about Zayn leaving the band…everything and anything! Whilst YN and Harry's relationship wasn’t a secret to the world, Harry still liked to keep his personal life private, and YN was thankful for that. But YN had a feeling it wouldn’t be that simple during this interview.

Howard began asking Nyoh about how long she had been playing the keyboard and if she gets nervous about messing something up during a song. They made a joke about Harry shouting at the band if they mess up during a performance, to which everyone laughed because it couldn’t be further from the truth.

“Now your drummer!”. Howard began turning the attention towards YN, who had now become more aware. She smiled sweetly, not wanting to show her nerves as she fiddled with the sticks in her hands.

Harry instantly sat up straight on the stool at the mention of YN and quickly answered with a “Yes!”. A grin threatening to show but Harry quickly covered it by hiding his lips in his mouth.

“Where did you find her?”. Howard sarcastically asked, causing Harry to smile and YN and the band to laugh.

A smile still present on is face, Harry joked. "Uh..YN LN..um YN..well really it’s YN’s band, I’m just the frontman of YN’s band.". Harry

“Why do you say that?” Howard questioned wanting to pry for more information about Harry and his drummer.

“Because..it’s after every show it’s either the first or second thing that people say, it's like ‘show was great, drummers incredible’!”. Harry explained whilst YN sat behind him laughing at him reacting to what people have said to him over the years.

Interrupting the laughter, Howard's voice was heard. “I don’t mean to be one of the crowd here..but I was watching you guys rehearse Sledgehammer for a few minutes and that drum you were hitting was really awesome..I mean you were really pounding those drums right?” YN laughed awkwardly now that all the attention was on her, including Harry's who had turned slightly in his seat.

He continued to question YN about where she had learnt to start playing the drums to which YN replied explaining she had started taking it seriously around the age of ten or eleven. “How did you find Harry?". He continued to question YN. At this point, everyone struggled to keep their smirks and laughter in because how had Howard Stern missed YN and Harry’s friendship over the years?

At this question, Harry turned to face YN and smirked because he was intrigued to see what her response would be and how she would choose to answer. “Umm…he actually stole me from the Jonas Brothers!". YN decided to tease.

For once Howard was speechless, and everyone’s eyes darted between YN and Harry whilst they both just sat and giggled to themselves.

"I'd like to just clear it up that I did not steal her." Harry explained, knowing how the media was quick to make assumptions and release untrue statements. "YN and I grew together...so we've known each other a long time...she was on tour with the Jonas Brothers and then One Direction were looking for a drummer and we gave YN the opportunity to join us!".

"Waw!". Howard was impressed. "So this is proper friendship and now he's your boss?". YN nodded her head to agree. “Are you in love with Harry?”. Howard boldly asked as he looked directly at YN.

YN laughed shyly at this, knowing this would be released for everyone to see. “We all are yeah!”.

Nyoh confidently interpreted to tease hr. “Well you love him more though…don’t you?”. Whilst she giggled at the whole situation.

“Wait a minute…so not only have you grown up with Harry but you're in a romantic relationship with this man too?”. YN had begun to fiddle with her drumsticks to keep her eyes from looking anywhere else. Harry smiled and turned to look at YN, and she gave him a little smirk. Harry rubbed his finger under his nose, a habit he had and everyone picked up on.

Harry stepped in at this point because although your relationship wasn’t a secret, he knew that Howard would take things a little too far. “To be fair…It’s not a secret. We have been together for a little while”. YN was so grateful for Harry in this moment, because he always knew how to answer on the spot questions without giving away too much.

“You couldn’t resist Harry’s charm?”. Howard tried to joke, but before YN could respond, Harry jumped in to her rescue once again. “Actually I did all the chasing!”. He said whilst laughing.

“Aw so you got a thing for drummers...have you, Harry?” Howard assumed. YN had to try her hardest not to roll her eyes.

“Uh...no, just my drummer!”, Harry nervously laughed. YN could feel the heat rise on her cheeks causing a pink blush to appear below her eyes. The other girls looked at YN with loving smiles on their faces, knowing how sweet the couple really were. “Mitch and Sarah are together too!”. Harry added, hoping it would take the attention away from him and YN.

“Mitch and Sarah are together too..owww that’s a whole different story!”. The interviewer sat in his chair, still trying to provoke and give his opinion on things he knew nothing about.

“We met in rehearsals.”. Sarah explained. Harry continued to explain how everyone noticed Mitch and Sarah’s relationship blossom as Mitch would play, and then over time he would turn in his seat to face Sarah, and they would stare at each other.

“It really is the love band!". Howard joked. “But seriously…Is it dangerous to be in a band and be together, travel together, to be constantly together and now have a relationship…because if you mess this up and start fighting…Harry it's going to be horrible!”. The atmosphere between the band changed to awkwardness because it was like Howard was trying to say the couples were strong.

In response, Harry made a joke about putting YN and Sarah behind a glass screen like Robyn. Sarah and YN laughed, and YN couldn't help but ask why Harry and Mitch couldn't be the ones behind a screen.

“YN? Are you worried about this?”. Howard directed another questioned towards the drummer.

“No, it’s all Harry and I have known. We’ve always done this and we’re a pretty strong couple so I think we’re fine.". Harry nodded to agree with her.

The band wa going tp play a cover of “Sledgehammer”, which was one of YN's favourites, and she loved hearing Harry sing it too. YN took a sip of her water that was placed back onto the floor beside her before picking up her sticks.

You could have a steam train

If you'd just lay down your tracks

You could have an aeroplane flying

If you bring your blue sky back

All you do is call me

I'll be anything you need

“Waaw!”. Howard and Robyn said in sync, and Robyn began to clap after the performance had ended. The band smiling proudly as they all enjoyed playing that one.

After asking a few questions about the choice of song and if the band used the song to warm up during rehearsals. Howard said, “It's fantastic, it is so much fun to watch your band play too!".

Howard turned his attention to YN and asked her what the beat was she just played and asked her to replay it. YN did as she was asked, reached for her two sticks, and replayed the beat but slower this time.

YN placed your sticks back down and smiled whilst Howard praised her, “Very nice!”, before he continued to ask Nyoh about the horns playing and the others about what instruments they were using.

Howard began asking Harry questions about his album release and tour and where he was touring. YN could not wait to get back on the road and perform.

“Adore you. Tell us about this song!”. Howard craved to know the meaning behind this song that the band would be performing next.

Harry laughed nervously as he explained what and who he had written Adore You about. “It's written about the initial stages of infatuation with somebody.”. Harry couldn’t keep a smile off his face, and it didn’t go unnoticed.

Wanting to push Harry for more information, Howard questioned him on how long this song in particular took him to write. “How long did it take to write?”.

“Uhm…It was I think like a day.". Harry recalled whilst trying to stop his smile from showing.

“Is it safe to assume this is about YN?”. Howard did not hold back on the personal questions.

“Uhm…yeah you could say that!” Harry joked. "I mean if she didn't already know, she does now!".

“Let's do Adore You!”. Howard instructed, he was very eager to listen to the band perform another song. "I suppose we should thank YN for this one!".

Walk in your rainbow paradise

Strawberry lipstick state of mind

I get so lost inside your eyes

Would you believe it?

You don't have to say you love me

You don't have to say nothing

You don't have to say you're mine

Honey

I'd walk through fire for you

Just let me adore you

Oh, honey

I'd walk through fire for you

Just let me adore you

Like it's the only thing I'll ever do

Like it's the only thing I'll ever do

“Beautiful!”. Howard praised Harry and the band before slowly ending the interview, to YN's relief.

“Thank you guys for getting up so early…and you lovers, keep your shit together and don’t mess this all up!”. Howard warned, looking between YN and Harry, and Mitch and Sarah.

“Thank you so much for having us!" Harry politely thanked the interviews for having him and his band on the show.

Taglist:

[foxes-that-run]

2020 Haylor Timeline

Timeline Tag, or years 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023 and 2024.

21 January - Andrea treated for brain tumor and chemo

29 January - Harry shoots the watermelon sugar MV in Malibu. The director later says “The production process was fast! We shot in a location in Malibu. It was a private beach at this amazing house. Harry actually owns a watermelon farm in a secret location that we can’t disclose. So the day before the shoot we went with our whole crew, make-up artists, set decorators, focus pullers you name it! We all rolled up our sleeves, got stuck in and did the biggest harvest anyone in the USA has ever seen!”

31 January - Miss Americana documentary released.

2 February - Harry at Glenne Christiaansen's (Jeff's GF) birthday in Los Angeles. Huge whale cake that gets on his face.

3 February - Harry arrives London

14 February - Harry played Two Ghosts on Radio 2, the only time since 2018, anniversary of Style MV release. He also covered Joni Mitchell Big Yellow Taxi.  Taylor also in London for NME awards, Joe goes with her. She says hello to every one there including Matty Healy. Harry is robbed at knifepoint.

18 February - Harry at Brit awards, went to same after party as Kendall

23 February - Harry's Tiny Desk Concert recorded in LA, the Lover CD Is in the background. Taylor was there in October.

24 February - Taylor and Joe in London for his birthday, arrived under umbrellas carrying a dictionary, Ed laughing.

26 February - Harry on today show in colour block cardigan. Xander watches with Jeff rumour he then visited Xander Ritz in phlli.

28 February - Harry's Sirius XM Secret Session for Fine Line. Harry tells a story about wawa with Xander. Seen with Xander in ny

1 March - Harry SNL after party

2 March - Harry's last pre-pandemic show is at the Bowery Ballroom. Replaces the Beachwood cafe with Bowery ballroom in falling.

5 March - When Howard Stern asked Harry about marriage his response was "People’s relationships are different now, everyone’s open 👀 and people have different things."

13 March - US Travel ban (except UK), California Shelter in place orders. 17 March UK Travel ban. 16 March Taylor posts asking fans to cancel plans and stay home, shares photo so Meredith

17 March UK travel ban

18 March - Harry driving in La with Xander

25 March - Announced HSLOT rescheduled to 2021

27 March - Harry releases “at home with Harry styles” pandemic playlist with Zane Lowe. ‘This will be our year’ is #13, 27 songs. Includes blue nile, later mentioned on TTPD

March - June Taylor and Harry stuck in LA for 3 months. Harry told Zane Lowe he was in LA, stayed home for 6 weeks then booked and went to Shangri-la studio to record. LNT, Daylight, keep driving and Sushi. (24 Mins)

2 April - Harry seen riding a motorcycle beside Kendall Jenner and Fai Khadra.

5 April Harry seen in la and again

11 April - Harry drives his mercedes convertible in Beverly Hills same as Taylor had in Begin Again

17 April - 2020 Lover Fest tour postponed to 2021, later cancelled. Told Zane Folklore started then. Joe IG photo of Benjamin

18 April - Taylor soon you'll get better

29 April - Joe instagram photos

19 May Taylor releases City of Lover

21 May - Harry rode electric bike LA

25 May - date Too Much Sauce leak recorded. Still in LA

31 May - Taylor records video in Long Pond about home studio. Joe school thing

22 June - rumours Harry messaging Daisy Lowe.

29 June - Harry seen in London

9 July - Harry Styles Sleep story

18 July - Harry back in uk, drove to Italy and back with Tomo Campbell, he talks about this in the Zane interview. Driving moustache photo in HH CD

Over the summer Styles took a road trip with his artist friend Tomo Campbell through France and Italy, setting off at four in the morning and spending the night in Geneva, where they jumped in the lake “to wake ourselves up.” At the end of the trip Styles drove home alone, accompanied by an upbeat playlist that included “Aretha Franklin, Parliament, and a lot of Stevie Wonder. It was really fun for me,” he says. “I don’t travel like that a lot. I’m usually in such a rush, but there was a stillness to it. I love the feeling of nobody knowing where I am, that kind of escape…and freedom.” Harry for Vogue

20 July folklore announced 17 hours before its release. William Bowery is credited for Exile and Betty. Released on 1D's 10 year anniversary. In the Zane interview, Taylor says they continued working on Evermore.

31 July - Harry with a fan in Italy in an outfit in his later post about making Harry’s House. Also driving a tractor in Italy.

13 August - Harry followed Yan Yan on IG and liked some posts

17 August Harry in Studio in Bath. Recorded Daylight, Sushi, Keep Driving and Late night talking in this period.

3 September - Taylor posts about iHeartAwards from home

? September - Long Pond was recorded with Joe as WB and Tis the Damn Season written, Doretha already written.

6 September - Olivia Wilde and Jason Sudekis at beach in Malibu with Nanny and kids. In the 2022 Nanny tell all the Nanny said they were happy then but Olivia told Harry it had been over for a while when it had not been.

11 September, Olivia Wilde met and cast Harry in Don't worry Darling, filming began October.

16 September - Taylor performed Betty in person at ACM awards in Nashville.

18 September Harry in London

22 September - Harry driving car and boat in Italy filming golden

27 September Harry in LA

6 October - Harry dinner with mystery girl

25 October - OW carrying Bode bag later thought about Harry

26 October - DWD starts filming

28 October - Harry signs a record and a fan posts a letter than his car broke down and he fed their fish. Deux moi said it was a cover because his friend with benefits was house sitting. The friend with benefits is thought to be Nicole branch.

5 November - DWD halts production due to COVID on set. In tell all the Nanny said Olivia moved out down the street 'that is how she left us' because of COVID on set which was true. Jason Sudukis also later says to GQ they broke up in November

11 November - Harry films Valiant Roar scene in DWD, which includes Dita Von Teese who later repeats the Scene in the Bejeweled Music Video. Also described in Rolling Stone article with OW and possibly referred to in loml as valiant roar. Date odly specified in DWD BTS, also dinner party scene, OW wears Harry's pink beanie in the BTS during dinner party scene.

12 November Deux Moi posts that a “one direction heartthrob” and “a list singer” used the same private chef

13 November - Harry on cover of Vogue, after this the Peace ring only appeared occasionally

25 November long pond sessions on Disney + Joe announced as William Bowery

26 November Harry returns to la to film DWD, California maybe written here

3 December - DWD filming palm springs. Fan says they served Harry and OW at Apple Pan

11 December evermore released, taylor’s zane lowe interview, at 49:34 she pauses a lot and struggles to talk about Joe being William Bowery.

19 December Harry jingle ball seems flat

30 December - 7 photos of Joe and Taylor thought to be taken 31 December 2016 hack/leak. Only 7 photos?? She is wearing a pink wig while he shaves. OW wearing necklace she later says was a gift from Harry.

Continue to 2021

[this-daydream-is-dangerous-13]

Daylight MV by Harry Styles - why was it not the unreleased Two Ghosts MV 2.0? A timeline.

This video, released on July 19, 2023, is jam packed with Blondie and Haylor references. I think it was almost the sister project to the never released Two Ghosts MV…until it wasn’t. And I have an idea as to why.

Don’t believe me that it’s Haylor AF? Go read this amazing summary by @womanexile at whose request I am writing this timeline.

As we know, Harry was filming the video on and around May 10 and 11, 2022, based in articles and pap/drone photos from the time, like this Daily Mail article:

Let’s review the timeline:

April 22, 2022 - Harry performs at Coachella weekend 2 in Indio, CA.

April 26, 2022 - OW is onstage at CinemaCon in Las Vegas when she is served custody papers. H is not there.

But where is H? According to the article - circus training!

Late April/early May - Harry starts training in Kent, England with family-owned Sanctus Circus.

From the article:

“A source told [the publication]: Harry has spent weeks being taught circus skills for this video — he wanted it to be a real spectacle.

'It is probably his most expensive video yet because as well as all the rehearsals, it was a huge set with loads of extras and really extravagant costumes'.

The source revealed to the publication that the singer pushed himself to the limit in order to perform the stunts. Adding: 'It's been a real undertaking and the finished product will prove why he's one of the biggest pop stars in the world.' “

So late April - May 11 - circus stuff. Which is part time and on-and-off, I imagine. Then filming. And this was an UNDERTAKING that would have required a lot of planning.

He even arranged to have live animals, as outlined here in an article with the horse and parrot handlers:

Some take aways:

- he was supposed to the riding *the WHITE horse*. And when that didn’t work, he ensured the white horse remained in the shot.

- they only had a short time to teach him with the animals, but he listened and did exactly what they said.

- the legendary Styles charm extends to grumpy parrots named Poppleguy. “He's a little bit picky and he went straight on Harry Styles' shoulder, the sign of a good vibe," [his owner] said.”

Who can resist this man?!

But he HAS to know that he’ll get questions about the song title, since it shares a name with a song by Blondie. And he gets photographed making this video - articles about it start appearing May 12, 2022.

So what does he do next? Creates a smoke screen! Good thing two of his best friends—Ben Winston and James Corden—run a late night show known for outrageous bits with musicians. And he has a long history of doing crazy things with them, so no one will bat an eye.

He heads off to NYC for Harry’s House promo and ONO, but first — he has a DUPLICATE video to shoot.

And it’s hilarious, watching him shock and delight a quartet of Brooklyn residents and their friends:

And look at the clapperboard to date it:

Bottom right - MAY 17/22.

The next morning, May 18, he is on air with Howard Stern who immediately brings up Blondie (look at H’s usual TS grin!!). And watch him evade:

“You’re reading too much into it…I know you’d like me to tell you ‘you’re spot on’ but…yeah, you’re not.”

But you know who thinks Howard actually is Spot On? Harry’s Mom!!

The Late Late Daylight video airs on May 26/27, 2022 (depending on your time zone). And here is Anne’s IG story when she watches it:

And then - Harry keeps the circus video in his pocket. For FIFTEEN MONTHS. And makes and releases other videos.

There’s background speculation that the still images captured (Birdrry) might be for a Daydreaming or Grapejuice or other video, despite the bird. After all - we already have a Daylight MV!

And then, on July 18th, 2023 at his penultimate HSLOT concert in Lisbon, Harry has the bird image shown on the screen as he finishes singing Daylight.

After the concert, we learn that the video will drop in July 19th at 5pm UK, 12 pm Eastern.

And while the As It Was video promo stated: “It’s just us”, this one proclaims “It’s just a video, just for you.”

Which naturally leads us to this parallel:

And it is followed by the 10-minute 2nd encore piano ballad at the final HSLOT concert on July 22, introduced in Italian by saying “I wrote this for you, just for tonight.”

**My theory - its release is another in a long line of grand gestures designed to remind and assure Blondie of his ongoing, perpetual love and devotion.**

[taylor-on-your-dash]

There's an interview that Ed Sheeran did with Howard Stern in which he said that when he, Taylor, Jacknife Lee and Gary Lightbody got together to write Everything Has Changed and The Last Time in May 2012, Taylor was dating someone. Ed respectfully did not say who Taylor was dating, but then Jacknife Lee talked about those days as well and he candidly spilled the beans, saying that Taylor was seeing Harry Styles at the time 💀

“When I first met Taylor I was in a relationship and she was in a relationship and we just formed a friendship through that," he said. "And both our relationships ended and we just carried on being friends. There's nothing I really want more than friendship there. I know her very very well now and she knows me very very well.”

- Ed Sheeran to E! Online

“We met through Gary’s friendship with Ed Sheeran,” he recalls. “Taylor was a fan of Ed’s. They were on tour I think. Taylor came to Topanga. Body guards, big black car. We wrote a song in a couple of hours and sang it sitting on the sofa. She had a handheld microphone. Then we had pasta for dinner and hung around with my kids. “She left and I finished the song off. Owen Pallett [Arcade Fire/Final Fantasy] did some strings very quickly. It was out of my field of expertise and interest, but I was intrigued and my girls were thrilled. Taylor was nice and very professional. She knew what she wanted and there was no fucking about. She was seeing Harry Styles at the time, so he came to Topanga on her recommendation. She wrote a few songs with him, and it was the same thing – quick. But this time it was more directed by the management and label. They were after something specific. I wanted more acoustic and gentle, almost Americana, and they wanted bombast. They got what they wanted, and that was the extent of my foray into teen-pop territory. It was fun.”

- Jacknife Lee to HotPress

[zot3-flopped]

Geeze, even if Louis is losing his looks, just having a well put together outfit would help so much. You already have a stylist, let them iron your clothes a little. It doesn't take any effort from him.

Harry's backup band are better dressed/coordinated than him. In the second Howard Stern show, he says we want to show we give a f***. Which is the difference between the two performers.

Louis stage image is that he doesn't care. He deliberately wears these awful clothes, and his fans let him get away with it.

I can only assume that Helen Seamons is accustomed to styling 6ft 2 models for Guardian fashion spreads and doesn't know how to dress a short, skinny man like Louis.

[jlf23tumble]

wait i’ve listened to both stern interviews but i don’t recall any talk of open relationships? i know i should probably listen again bc it’s been years but can you please scratch my memory jen 🙏

anon 2: didn’t he also say that he was hesitant to take on acting or doing intimate scenes because people already see so much of him so he wasn’t too keen on sharing that part of himself with the world as well? something along those lines? or am i making this up rip

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Just groupin'! Anon 2, yeah, he DID say that, and I think he did it in print, too? BH&G, I wanna say? But for sure, during the second Stern interview, I just can't find it online to get you the exact moment or anything. Anon 1 is in luck, though, because the full interview is up, and someone in Sternland actually tagged the different sections, so in the "love life" bit, at around 52:30 or so, he talks about how people's relationships are so different these days, "open and...", it's a blip, but this whole section covers a LOT of ground, and I'd say some cherry (coucou!) picking went down as per usual when this came out, so it's no surprise it got skipped over.

[seanpultz]

The Three Stooges in The Haunted Mansion

The Three Stooges, Moe Howard, Larry Fine, and Curly Howard, ambled up the cobblestone path toward the imposing red-brick edifice of Gracey Mansion. Its colonial-style grandeur, reminiscent of the Harry Packer Mansion in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania, loomed before them like a silent sentinel daring them to disturb its eternal slumber. Moe, ever the self-proclaimed leader, swaggered ahead with an air of bravado, slapping his thigh in anticipation of the adventure that awaited. "Come on, you knuckleheads!" he barked at Larry and Curly, who trailed nervously behind. "This'll be a piece of cake! More fun than a barrel of monkeys!" Larry, his eyes darting from side to side, mumbled under his breath, "I hope you're right, Moe," while Curly, true to form, chimed in with a "Nyuk-nyuk-nyuk!" that seemed to echo eerily through the stillness of the night. The mansion's ivy-covered walls and the crooked, leafless trees that surrounded it cast long, skeletal shadows, setting the stage for a night of unforgettable mischief and mayhem that even the most seasoned of fun-seekers would think twice about entering.

"Look at this place!" Moe exclaimed, gesturing wildly at the overgrown foliage and tilted birdbath. "It's like someone forgot to pay the gardeners for a century!" Larry and Curly exchanged uneasy glances, but Moe's enthusiasm was unwavering. They shuffled down the path, weaving through the twisted greenery. The hearse came into view, its doors creaking open and shut as if beckoning them closer. Curly's eyes widened, and he whispered, "Moe, I don't think the horse is invisible. I think it's just not here." Moe rolled his eyes. "Don't be a scaredy-cat, Curly. It's all just for the show!" But as they approached the awning, a sudden gust of wind sent the hearse's doors flapping with a sound eerily like laughter. Larry gulped. "Well, if it's a show, I'm not sure I'm ready for opening night." Curly nodded, his hair springing up like a scared porcupine. Moe, unfazed, marched ahead. "You two are as jumpy as caffeinated fleas! Get a grip!"

The Stooges reached a wrought-iron gate adorned with the stern faces of busts, each more peculiar than the last. "These guys look like they've seen better days," Larry quipped, as he read the inscriptions aloud, "Captain Culpepper Clyne, Prudence Pock, and what's this one? The Dread Family?" Curly's eyes grew to the size of saucers, his voice a squeaky whisper, "Moe, I don't think we should go in there. These people don't look like they're in the mood for company." Moe slapped the back of Curly's head. "You and your overactive imagination!" He turned to Larry, "Read the next one, will ya?" Larry cleared his throat and announced, "Ah, here we have a composer's crypt." Curly's eyes darted to the crypt, expecting to hear a symphony of spooky sounds. Instead, they were met with an eerie silence. "Let's get going, before we're late for our appointment with the living dead!" Moe exclaimed, pushing the gate open with a dramatic creak. The cobblestone path twisted and turned through the graveyard, each step bringing them closer to the mansion's servant's entrance. As they stumbled along, the shadows grew longer, and the chill in the air grew colder. Larry shivered. "I've got a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore, Toto," he murmured to himself. Curly looked around, his hair sticking out in every direction, "Or even Orlando!" Moe, still unfazed, marched ahead, leading his trembling comrades through the macabre maze of headstones. "Keep moving, you two! We've got a mansion to explore!" As they turned the final corner, the servant's entrance loomed before them, a dark, gaping maw in the side of the mansion, beckoning them into the unknown. Larry and Curly hesitated, but Moe was already through the door, his voice echoing in the vast, dimly lit space, "Well, don't just stand there! It's not going to get any less haunted if we wait!" With a collective gulp, the trio stepped into the shadowy embrace of the Haunted Mansion, ready, or not, for the spectral surprises that lay in wait.

The trio stepped cautiously into the dimly lit hallway, the air thick with dust and the faint scent of decaying flowers. Cobwebs clung to the chandeliers above, casting ghostly shadows that danced on the faded wallpaper as they moved. "Moe, are you sure this place isn't abandoned?" Larry whispered, his voice quavering slightly. "Abandoned, schmandoned!" Moe scoffed. "They've got more lights on in here than at Times Square!" Curly, ever curious, reached out to touch a particularly large cobweb. It stuck to his finger, and with a yelp, he tried to shake it off, only to have it cling to his nose. "Aha!" Moe said, pointing to the foyer ahead. "This must be the VIP entrance." The foyer was indeed grand, with a towering fireplace to the left, its flames flickering in the gloom. Above it, a portrait of a handsome young man gazed back at them, seemingly untouched by the ravages of time. "Look at this guy," Moe mused. "Must be the owner. I bet he throws killer parties." Larry and Curly exchanged glances, both wondering if the "killer" part was a pun or a warning. The portrait's eyes seemed to follow them as they moved, and Curly couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. "Let's not keep him waiting," Moe said, slapping both Larry and Curly on the back.

Suddenly a disembodied voice boomed out the following spiel: "When hinges creak in doorless chambers. When strange and frightening sounds echo through the halls. Whenever candlelights flicker when the air is deathly still… That is the time when ghosts are present, practicing their terror with ghoulish delight."

Moe, Larry, and Curly froze in place as the portrait's eyes grew wide with life and the voice filled the air. The painted figure's features began to morph before their very eyes, aging from a dashing young man to a wrinkled, haggard soul. "Hey, that's some kind of trick!" Moe exclaimed, his hand reaching for the wall to steady himself. The wall, however, had other plans. As the picture's transformation grew more grotesque, a hidden panel creaked open beside it, revealing a mysterious octagonal chamber.

“Welcome, Foolish Mortals, to the Haunted Mansion!" The voice greeted. "I am your host, your Ghost Host!"

The Stooges cautiously entered the octagonal chamber, their eyes immediately drawn to the four paintings on the walls. The bearded gentleman holding a document looked particularly stern, while the pretty young lady with the parasol seemed to be smiling at them in a knowing way. The old woman with the rose held their gaze with a serene expression, and the man in the bowler hat seemed to tip his hat slightly. Moe, ever the skeptic, snorted. "These paintings look like they've got more life in 'em than the three of us put together!" Larry's eyes widened as the paintings' eyes began to follow them around the room, the candles flickering in the gargoyles' hands casting an eerie glow on their faces. Curly pointed at the stern bearded man, his voice trembling, "Moe, his nose is growing!" Without missing a beat, Moe smacked Curly's hand away. "It's just a trick of the light, you ninny!" But as they watched in astonishment, the man's nose grew longer and longer, until it was practically touching the floor. The other two paintings began to chuckle, their eyes sparkling with mischief. Larry stuttered, "Moe, I think we've stumbled into a Salvador Dali painting!" Curly, his hair now sticking straight up from fear.

"Our tour begins here in this gallery," The Ghost Host continued. "Here, where you see paintings of some of our guests as they appeared in their corruptible, mortal state. Kindly step all the way in please, and make room for everyone. There’s no turning back now."

As the doors they entered close, The room begins to stretch upwards, the paintings on the walls elongating with it to reveal a comically gruesome end for each subject:

The bearded gentleman holding a document is revealed to be wearing only his undergarments from the waist down and standing atop a lit keg of dynamite.

The pretty young lady holding a parasol is revealed to be balancing on a fraying tightrope above the gaping jaws of an alligator.

The old woman holding a rose is revealed to be sitting atop a tall gravestone, at the bottom of which is a stone bust of her husband George with a hatchet embedded in his head.

The man in a bowler hat is revealed to be sitting on the shoulders of another man who sits on the shoulders of a third man who is waist deep in quicksand.

"Your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding, almost as though you sense a disquieting metamorphosis. Is this haunted room actually stretching? Or is it your imagination — hmm?"

The Stooges' eyes bulged in unison as the room stretched upwards, the paintings' morbid secrets unraveling before them. "Moe, I don't like where this is going!" Larry squeaked, his knees knocking together. "What do you mean, 'where this is going'?" Moe retorted, slapping Larry's shoulder. "We're already in a haunted mansion, where else could it go?"

“…And consider this dismaying observation," said The Ghost Host. "This chamber has no windows and no doors… which offers you this chilling challenge: to find a way out!" The Ghost Host unleashes a laugh that rocks the whole room. The Stooges stare upwards towards the ceiling with mouths agape and eyes bulging. "Of course, there’s always my way."

The lights flickered out with a final groan, plunging the room into a darkness so complete it felt tangible. The sudden absence of light was accompanied by a blinding flash of lightning that illuminated the vanished ceiling, revealing the grisly tableau of the Ghost Host's skeletal corpse swinging from the noose in the cupola above. "Nyeeeeeeeah!" Moe's high-pitched scream pierced the silence, his knees buckling in terror. Larry and Curly's screams harmonized with his, the sound echoing through the chamber like a chorus of the damned. As the lightning faded, the skeletal host's cackle grew louder, filling the room with a manic glee that seemed to seep into their very bones. The floor beneath them lurched, and they heard the sickening sound of bones shattering.

The lights snapped back on, revealing the room to be just as they had left it, with no sign of the grim spectacle they had just witnessed. The Ghost Host's cackle faded away, leaving only the three of them standing in the unchanged octagonal chamber. Moe, his heart racing, realized he had been clutching Larry and Curly in a bear hug of terror. With a huff of annoyance, he released them, causing both Stooges to stumble backward. "Would you two quit acting like a couple of scared rabbits?" he scolded, trying to regain his composure. "It's just a bunch of smoke and mirrors!" Larry and Curly looked at each other, their tremors slowly subsiding. Larry rubbed his arm where Moe had gripped him. "Well, if that's the kind of welcome we get, I can't wait to see the housewarming gifts," he quipped, trying to lighten the mood. Curly, ever the optimist, patted Larry's shoulder. "Don't worry, Larry. Maybe the ghosts here are more into pie fights than jump scares!" Despite their bravado, the trio couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched, and that the mansion had only just begun to reveal its secrets. With a collective deep breath, they continued their journey into the heart of the Haunted Mansion, unsure of what hilarity or horror awaited them around the next corner.

"Oh, I didn’t mean to frighten you prematurely," The Ghost Host said apologetically with a slight touch of mirth. "The real chills come later. Now, as they say, “look alive,” and we’ll continue our little tour. And let’s all stay together, please."

Moe's face turned a shade whiter than the Ghost Host's at the realization that he'd been had, and he spun around, fists clenched. "I'll give you 'stay together,' you spooky skeleton! If I ever find you, I'll rip out your tonsils and use 'em as earmuffs!" he declared, his voice a mix of anger and fear. Larry, ever the voice of reason, pointed out the obvious. "Moe, he's already dead," he whispered. Before Larry could even register the horror on Moe's face, he felt the sting of a swift slap across his cheek. Moe, now glaring at Larry, delivered another slap, this time to Curly. "What was that for?" Curly asked, "That's for what you were thinking!" Moe glared. Curly, his eyes watering, managed to squeak out, "But I wasn't thinking anything!" Moe slapped him again. "Good! Keep it that way, knucklehead," he growled.

"And now, a carriage approaches to carry you into the boundless realm of the supernatural." The Ghost Host said. "Once on board, remain safely seated with your hands, arms, feet, and legs inside. And watch your children, please."

Moe, Larry, and Curly cautiously boarded their Doombuggy, a vehicle that seemed more suited for a funeral procession than a theme park ride. The plush seats and velvet upholstery did little to comfort them as the carriage began to glide smoothly through the mansion's shadowy corridors. "This is it, fellas," Moe announced, trying to sound braver than he felt. "The real show's about to start!"

"Do not pull down on the safety bar, please." The Ghost Host continued. "I will lower it for you. And heed this warning: the spirits will materialize only if you remain quietly seated at all times."

The safty bar is lowered keeping them in place.

The Doombuggy lurched forward, and the Stooges found themselves in the Portrait Hallway, the walls adorned with a ghastly array of paintings that seemed to watch them with unblinking eyes. "Look at that," Larry murmured, pointing to the flickering portrait of a young lady. "She's aging before our eyes!" Moe rolled his eyes. "It's probably just a cheap trick." But as the lightning flashed outside, the portrait's beauty withered into a grotesque, wrinkled hag. "Yikes!" Curly exclaimed, his voice several octaves higher than usual. "That's no trick, Moe! That's a miracle of anti-aging gone wrong!" The carriage continued, revealing a painting of a proud knight and his steed, the pair morphing into skeletal specters before their very eyes. Moe's skepticism turned to horror as he took in the sight. "What kind of a nut-house is this?" he muttered. The carriage dipped and swayed as if caught in the storm's fury, and the paintings grew more terrifying with each passing moment. A beautiful woman reclining on a sofa suddenly transformed into a snarling beast, her fur bristling with malevolent intent. The Stooges clutched each other, their fear turning to panic. "It's like a nightmare that's trying to eat us!" Larry squealed. "I didn't sign up for this!" Curly buried his face in his hands, peeking through his fingers at the horrors unfolding before them. Yet, amidst the chaos, Moe's mind raced with thoughts of escape, his survival instincts kicking in. "Keep your wits about you, you two," he whispered, his voice shaking slightly. "We're getting out of here before we end up in a painting ourselves!" The carriage rolled on, the mansion's secrets unfolding like a twisted tapestry of terror, and the Three Stooges realized that their laughs had turned to screams in the blink of an eye.

"Oh yes, and no flash pictures, please." The Ghost Host continued. "We spirits are frightfully sensitive to bright lights."

The Doombuggy glided into the library, and the Stooges found themselves surrounded by towering bookshelves that seemed to stretch into infinity. The musty scent of ancient tomes filled their nostrils as they took in the eerie sight of the marble busts lining the walls, each with a candle flickering atop. "Look at these dusty old books!" Moe exclaimed, swiping at a cobweb that clung to his face. "They've got more stories in here than a politician at election time!" Larry quivered as he scanned the titles of one particularly thick tome, "The Art of Haunting." "Moe, I don't think we're in the Disney section anymore," he whispered. Curly, ever curious, reached out to touch a bust, only to have it swivel its head and wink at him. "Hey, Moe, this guy's alive!" he yelped, jumping back in his seat. Moe, his temper flaring, smacked Curly's hand away. "It's just a trick, you muttonhead!" But as they rolled deeper into the library, the busts began to speak, recounting chilling tales of their ghostly authors in unison. "I think I'm going to need a new pair of pants," Larry murmured, his voice quivering.

The Ghost Host then boasts “Our library is well stocked with priceless first editions, only ghost stories, of course, and marble busts of the greatest ghost writers the literary world has ever known."

The Stooges' carriage shuddered to a halt in the Music Room, where a dusty grand piano played a mournful tune, its keys moving as if by an invisible hand. The shadow of a pianist danced on the floor, casting an eerie pallor over the cobweb-covered furniture. "What the…?" Moe stuttered, his eyes fixed on the spectral performance. Curly leaned in, his curiosity piqued. "Hey, Moe, maybe he's playing 'Chopsticks'!" Larry looked paler than a ghost himself, his voice barely a whisper. "I don't think this is part of the regular tour." As the music grew more frantic, the shadow's hands began to blur, and the piano's lid slammed shut with a bang, revealing the grinning visage of a skeletal pianist. The Stooges yelped in unison, their hearts racing as the music turned into a cacophony of discordant notes. "Alright, that's it!" Moe declared, slapping the side of the Doombuggy. "Let's get out of here before we're the next act in this freak show!" But as they tried to stand, they found themselves stuck fast to their seats, the ghostly music seemingly holding them in place.

"They have all retired here, to the Haunted Mansion." Continued The Ghost Host. "Actually, we have 999 happy haunts here. But there’s room for 1,000. Any volunteers?"

The Doombuggy ascended the grand staircase, the stairs seemingly defying gravity and logic as they twisted and turned in impossible configurations. Moe's eyes narrowed as he studied the ectoplasmic footprints that littered the steps, each one belonging to a different spectral resident of the mansion. "Look at these goofy stairs!" he exclaimed, slapping the railing in frustration. "It's like someone took a level from 'Super Mario Bros.' and slapped it in the middle of a nightmare!" Larry, his knuckles white as he gripped the safety bar, murmured, "Moe, maybe we should just stay put." But Curly, ever eager for a challenge, leaned over the side of the carriage, his eyes alight with excitement. "Weeeee!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the stairwell. As the carriage climbed higher, the stairs grew more precarious, leading them through a dizzying array of right-side up, upside-down, sideways, and slantways configurations.

"If you should decide to join us, final arrangements may be made at the end of the tour."

As the Doombuggy emerged from the staircase and into a corridor shrouded in darkness, the Stooges blinked rapidly, trying to adjust their eyes to the sudden change. Suddenly, the walls came alive with a pattern of glowing, blinking eyes, each one seemingly watching their every move. Moe's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to Larry and Curly, his voice a harsh whisper, "Do you see that? We're not alone!" Larry and Curly nodded, their own eyes wide with fear as they took in the unsettling sight. The eyes grew larger and more intense, closing in around them like a wall of unblinking spectators. "Let's get out of here before we become part of the decor!" Moe hissed, slapping the side of the carriage. But the Doombuggy didn't budge, as if the very mansion itself was enjoying their panic. Larry and Curly clung to each other, their trembling forms silhouetted against the pulsing wall of eyes. "Moe," Larry whispered, "I think the house has other plans for us." Curly, in a rare moment of lucidity, added, "Yeah, and I don't think they include a backstage pass!"

"We find it delightfully unlivable here in this ghostly retreat." The Ghost Host said. "Every room has wall-to-wall creeps, and hot and cold running chills."

The Three Stooges' carriage drifted into the endless hallway, the flickering candelabra casting eerie shadows that danced along the wallpaper. Moe squinted, trying to make sense of the scene. "What kind of a Hotel California is this?" he quipped, trying to shake off his fear with a laugh. "You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave?" Larry quipped nervously. Curly, his eyes glued to the floating candelabra, pointed to the armchair with the face. "Moe, I think that chair's watching us!" Moe rolled his eyes. "It's probably just a bunch of springs and levers," he said, waving a dismissive hand. But as the chair's eyes followed them, and the suit of armor shifted slightly, even Moe couldn't deny the creeping unease that gripped them all. The walls groaned, and the floorboards creaked beneath them, as if the mansion itself was alive and toying with their nerves.

"Shhh, listen!" The Ghost Host hissed.

A keening sounding like a banshee is heard. The Stooges blood instantly turned to ice.

The Doombuggy slowed as they approached the conservatory, allowing the Stooges a clear view of the macabre scene. The air grew thick with the scent of decaying foliage, and the misty landscape beyond the glass walls looked like it had been plucked straight from the pages of a gothic novel. Moe leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. "What's with the decorations?" he quipped. But his laughter died in his throat as the skeletal hands grew more insistent, their bony fingers clawing at the coffin lid. "It's just a recording," Larry said hopefully, his voice wavering. Curly, however, had had enough. "Moe, let's get out of here!" he begged, his eyes darting wildly.

The Doombuggy lurched backward, sending the Stooges' stomachs flipping like acrobats. "What's the big idea?" Moe bellowed, slapping the side of the carriage. "We're going the wrong way!" But the mansion had its own agenda, carrying them down the corridor of chaos. The doors on either side of them bulged and groaned, the sound of the crazed laughter and desperate pleas growing louder with every passing second. Larry's eyes darted from door to door, his imagination conjuring up all manner of horrors. "Moe, I don't think we're in the 'It's a Small World' ride anymore," he murmured, his voice trembling. Curly, his eyes as wide as saucers, pointed at the distorted family portraits on the walls. "Moe, these guys look like they've seen the last reel of a horror movie!" Moe's bravado was waning, his voice a mere whisper. "Keep it together, you two," he said, trying to convince himself more than anyone. The grandfather clock at the corridor's end loomed over them, its hands spinning madly in reverse, chiming out the unnatural hour of thirteen. As the shadow of a clawed hand slithered over the clock face, the lights flickered ominously. The Stooges' screams melded with the cacophony of sounds, each one more terrified than the last.

Moe, Larry, and Curly's Doombuggy shuddered to a halt in the heart of the shadowy Séance Circle. They stared in awe and horror at the floating crystal ball, where the disembodied head of Madame Leota levitated, her eyes blazing with a spectral fire. Her incantations filled the room, and the air grew thick with the scent of brimstone and incense. "Serpents and spiders, tail of a rat, call in the spirits, wherever they’re at! Rap on a table — it’s time to respond. Send us a message from somewhere beyond…Goblins and ghoulies from last Halloween, awaken the spirits with your tambourine! Creepies and crawlies, toads in a pond, let there be music from regions beyond! Wizards and witches, wherever you dwell, give us a hint, by ringing a bell!" The raven atop the chair ruffled its feathers, seemingly in time with the chant. "What kind of hocus pocus is this?" Moe demanded, slapping the side of the carriage. But his skepticism was no match for the eerie symphony of sounds that surrounded them: the cackle of a witch's laugh, the distant toll of a funeral bell, and the haunting melody of an organ that played on its own. Larry's eyes darted to the floating instruments, his knees knocking together. "Moe, I think we're in over our heads!" he whimpered. Curly, unable to resist the urge to interact, poked his finger through the safety bar, reaching for the floating tambourine. It smacked him back with surprising force, sending him reeling into Larry's lap. "Nyuk-nyuk!" he yelped. "It's alive!" The lights dimmed further, and a ghostly face began to form in the mist, its eyes locking onto the terrified trio. The raven cawed, and the room grew colder. "Alright, that's it," Moe said, his voice shaking. "We're leaving!" But the carriage had other plans, spinning them in circles as the chaos grew more intense. The instruments played a crescendo of discordant notes, and the face grew closer, its mouth open in a silent scream.

Suddenly The Ghost Host spoke: "The happy haunts have received your sympathetic vibrations and are beginning to materialize. They’re assembling for a swinging wake, and they’ll be expecting me… I’ll see you all a little later."

The Stooges, their nerves frayed to near-transparency themselves, stumbled out of the Séance Circle and onto the balcony overlooking the Grand Hall. The sight before them was nothing short of pandemonium. "What the…?" Moe sputtered, his eyes wide with astonishment. The hall was alive with spectral activity, a veritable smorgasbord of supernatural shindig. Larry pointed to the dining table, his voice quivering with excitement. "Look, Moe, it's like a ghost potluck down there!" Curly leaned over the railing, his eyes glued to the orange-haired birthday ghost. "Hey, she's got more lives than a cat!" he exclaimed as the ghostly guests disappeared and reappeared with each candle's re-lighting. Meanwhile, an elderly specter played peek-a-boo with the rocking chair, her laughter echoing through the cavernous space. The trio watched in awe as the chandeliers above swarmed with ghosts, and the walls themselves seemed to breathe with the frenetic energy of the partygoers. Moe's eyes narrowed as he took in the duelists locked in their eternal dance of death. "Looks like someone forgot to tell them the party's BYOB… Bring Your Own Bullets!" he quipped, trying to lighten the mood. But the tension was palpable, and even the most skeptical of the three couldn't ignore the cold chill that had nothing to do with the air conditioning. The music grew louder, the spirits more insistent, and the organ's gothic melody seemed to beckon them down to join the festivities. Larry clutched Moe's arm, his voice a high-pitched squeak. "Moe, I don't think we're just watching the party anymore… I think we're part of it!" Curly nodded, his hair bobbing in agreement. "Yeah, and I didn't even bring a present!" Moe slapped his forehead. "You two and your nonsense! It's just a bunch of special effects!" But even as he spoke, the floor beneath them began to rumble, and the chandeliers swayed with an otherworldly rhythm. The Three Stooges looked at each other, their bravado slipping away like the candle's wax. "Well," Moe said, swallowing hard, "this is definitely one party we weren't expecting." The Grand Hall had them in its thrall, and the Haunted Mansion's grim grinning ghosts had no intention of letting them leave without joining the fun.

The Stooges' Doombuggy rattled through the dusty attic, the air thick with the scent of age and a hint of something… sinister. The haunting tune of "The Wedding March" played on a phantom piano, the notes as eerie as the beating heart that seemed to echo through the cobweb-covered rafters. Larry and Curly clutched each other, their eyes darting from the flickering candles to the macabre wedding decorations that surrounded them. "Moe, this is starting to feel like a really bad sitcom episode," Larry whispered, his voice trembling. "Shut up and keep moving," Moe hissed back, his own nerves stretched taut as a guitar string. They passed the five wedding portraits, each showing a different groom with the same bride, and watched in horror as the grooms' heads vanished into thin air, only to reappear with a twisted grin. The tension grew palpable as they approached the shadowy figure of Constance, the ghostly bride, her laughter as cold as the attic air. She held out a spectral bouquet, the hatchet appearing and disappearing in her ghostly grasp. "You may now kiss the bride," she cackled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Curly's eyes widened even further, if that was possible, and he buried his face in Larry's shoulder. "Moe, I don't wanna kiss her!" he wailed. Moe rolled his eyes. "It's just part of the show, Curly," he said, trying to sound braver than he felt. But as the hatchet hovered closer, the line between reality and illusion grew disturbingly blurred.

The Doombuggy lurched through the Attic window, the sudden burst of cool night air hitting the Stooges like a slapstick punchline. They clung to the bars, their stomachs dropping as the carriage began its precarious descent down the balcony. "Moe, I think we're going backwards!" Larry exclaimed, his voice pitched high with fear. "Don't worry, Larry, it's just part of the ride!" Moe assured, though his knuckles were white on the safety bar. As they reached the ground, the graveyard sprawled before them, alive with the capers of invisible spirits. The caretaker and his dog, both frozen in terror, gaped at the chaos. The sound of laughter and music swirled around them, and they watched as ghosts played a merry tune on makeshift instruments. "Look, Moe, it's a ghost band!" Curly exclaimed, pointing to the spectral quintet. To their left, a royal ruckus unfolded: a King and Queen teetered on a see-saw, while a Duchess swung from a tree branch, sipping tea as if floating in a genteel nightmare. Meanwhile, a skeletal wolf serenaded the moon with a mournful howl. Across the path, five Singing Busts crooned a melody so catchy it seemed to be composed by the Pied Piper himself. Ghosts flitted about, sipping tea, popping out of their graves with a cheer that could wake the dead—or, in their case, keep them up all night. A Mummy, in a tragicomedy of errors, tried to get the attention of an elderly spirit, who remained blissfully deaf to his calls. The Three Stooges couldn't help but stare, their eyes bulging in amazement. "I think we've stumbled into a ghost karaoke night!" Larry quipped, trying to hide his nerves. "Well, if we're going to be here, we might as well join in," Moe said, slapping Curly on the back. Curly looked at him, his eyes wide with terror. "But Moe, I can't hold a tune in a bucket!" "Don't worry, Curly," Moe grinned, his bravado back in full force. "You're with the world's greatest backup singers!" With that, the trio was off, stumbling through the graveyard, their laughter and shrieks blending with the ethereal orchestra around them. They had no idea what the night had in store, but they were about to give the Haunted Mansion's residents a performance they'd never forget.

Suddenly The Ghost Host's voice is heard again: "Ah, there you are! And just in time… there’s a little matter I forgot to mention."

"And what's that," Larry inquired.

"Beware of hitchhiking ghosts!"

"Hitchhiking Ghosts?!" All Three Stooges asked in horror.

The Doombuggy rolled into the Mausoleum, the damp air thick with the scent of decaying flowers and the distant whispers of the interred. The Stooges, still reeling from the graveyard's grand finale, barely had time to catch their breath before they spotted the trio of hitchhiking ghosts: a Traveler with a knapsack, a Skeleton with a toothy grin, and a Prisoner in tattered stripes. The Ghost Host's ominous warning echoed in their minds as the spirits waved them down with cheery insistence. "Oh, no," Larry murmured, his voice quaking. "They're not real, are they?" Moe scoffed. "Don't be ridiculous! It's just part of the ride!" But as they approached the wall of mirrors, their reflections were joined by the very ghosts they'd hoped to leave behind. Curly's hair stood on end as he saw the spectral trio sitting in their laps, their grins wider than ever. "Moe, they're in the car with us!" he squealed, trying to push them away. Larry's eyes darted back and forth between the mirrors and the real ghosts, his mouth agape. "We've got to get out of here!" The mirrors grew wavy, distorting their images until they were barely recognizable, and the Hitchhikers' laughter grew louder. Moe's confidence wavered as he realized they were in deeper than they'd bargained for. "I… I don't think they're letting us go that easily," he stammered. The Stooges looked at each other, their faces a canvas of terror and bewilderment, unsure if they'd ever find their way out of this haunted joyride.

"They have selected you to fill our quota, and they’ll haunt you until you return! Now I will raise the safety bar, and a ghost will follow you home!" Laughed The Ghost Host.

The Stooges' eyes darted to the tiny figure of Little Leota, her glowing form floating above the Mausoleum's exit. "Hurry back! Hurry back!" she called after them, her voice tinkling like a chime in the wind. "Be sure to bring your death certificate if you decide to join us. Make final arrangements now! We've been dying to have you…" Her eerie giggle followed them as they bolted from the Mansion, their feet moving in a blur of panic. The Ghostess's words clung to them like a cold fog, sending shivers down their spines even as they barreled through the moonlit graveyard. "Moe, she said we're gonna be haunted!" Larry gasped between breaths. "And she's got the same dress sense as the bride from the attic!" Curly added, glancing over his shoulder as if expecting a hatchet to appear at any moment. The trio didn't dare to look back, their eyes locked on the distant lights of the theme park's entrance. As they stumbled over the cobblestones, the laughter of the ghosts grew fainter, but the memory of their glowing blue faces remained burned into their minds. They had escaped the Haunted Mansion, but little did they know that the real adventure was just beginning, with the ghosts of the mansion eager to continue the party beyond its shadowy walls.

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I kinda believe he will have album by June. So, do you think he will avoid Stern this time? There is no way Stern wouldn't ask him about salad and DWD

Who knows--Howard Stern can ask all he wants, but Harry Edward Styles can swerve a question like it's his day job. Howard kept poking and prodding about Girl Boss last time, and Harry Edward Styles shoved her right into that director's chair. You can bet this will be him in future interviews:

[isweetkitten]

harry styles and jennie kim hooked up in the past; a thread. (PART 2)

the images below are just to represent the thread, i got both from @roseqnne.

in part two, i promised to explain why my theory if all of harry and jennie's public interactions at the time are so silly and no big deal.

from here, there is almost no proven interaction between H and J. it's just speculation.

well, let's start with that.

harry's holidays at japan.

in january of 2019, when harry finished the 'Live On Tour', he decided to take advantage of his rest period in japan (a country he loves very much). jennie, who began her journey of fame and acclaim in the west, was already very well regarded with blackpink throughout asia, with japan being one of the main countries.

it is possible that harry has heard a lot about jennie in japan, even having mutual friends, such as the model kiko mizuhara, who is always seen with blackpink members at events in the country and even follows all the girls on instagram, including jennie. it is worth remembering that before conquering the world, jennie is a fashion icon throughout asia since the beginning of her career.

remembering that in march, still the beginning of the year, he followed jennie on instagram.

harry in a dinner with kiko and jisoo & rosé with her in a fashion event.

sunflower, vol. 6

i think i am going to touch a sensitive spot by theorizing that this song might actually be about jennie, but i don't care! it's my theory, and believe it or not, she was to blame for my mistrust of a romance between this two.

in august 2019, jennie, together with lisa, jisoo and rosé, spent her vacation in honolulu, hawaii, where she posted a photo with the following caption:

Fine Line seems a lot to do with harry's whole relationship with camille rowe, but 'sunflower, vol. 6', analyzing the lyrics, is about meeting someone new, who is still not close enough and all that initial nervousness. it's not a serious thing, but a crush that makes you feel nervous and apprehensive, a person you really want to get to know more and get deeper into and it's one of those harry songs that the fandom isn't so sure of or plausible theories about what it might be.

the album was only released in december of 2019.

jennie in london.

in march 2020, almost 1 year after the first sign, jennie goes to london to work for the gentle monster eyewear brand. coincidentally, harry was also in town. on valentine's day, jennie went to dinner at a restaurant and posted one of the following photos:

i don't believe harry had it there, otherwise someone would probably have asked for a photo or taken one in secret, however, coincidence or not, he was mugged while walking down the street at the exactly same day.

in this interview for The Howard Stern Show, harry also reveal that he was single at the time. taking the opportunity to say that i don't believe they had any possibility of anything serious for several reasons, starting with their busy schedules and different continents.

in my theory, this was one of harry and jennie's last moments, even if they were just having fun and getting to know each other. some time later, harry started his relationship with olivia wilde and jennie entered into rumors of a possible one with g-dragon.

now, let's jump to 2022.

and stay for the song analysis!

[foxes-that-run]

Happy 4th birthday to the last Two Ghosts performance

and Happy 9th birthday to the Style music video,

10th birthday to Taylor's "there's nothing like real love" post, and

1st birthday to Lover Live in Paris Vinyl re-release.

On Valentines Day 2020 Harry played Two Ghosts on Radio 2, it was the last time it's been played live to date. There is audio of this and video of other parts of the show. Later that day Harry was robbed at knifepoint which he later told Howard Stern about.

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14 February 2020 was the 5 year anniversary of the Style Music Video, which may have been part inspiration for Two Ghosts. Two Ghosts refers to Style.

Harry has given two time frames the song was written:

On its release in May 2017 Harry said it was written “almost 4 years ago now”. in Summer 2013, Midnight Memories had his first writing credits, Happily and Something Great. While possible, Two Ghosts is more mature.

By 2019 to Rolling Stone Harry said it was written for Made in the AM, which was started in January 2015 with If I Could Fly written in January.

[alarrytale]

Hi, do you have a post with your thoughts on hstern interviews? If you watched them and liked them? And if it was a good move for Harry to go there? I never watched them, only some little clips here or insta and Harry always looked so uncomfortable.

Hi, anon!

No, i haven't watched the full interview, just some clips here and there of the highlights and i've seen gifs. So i don't have a post. It's rare i watch whole interviews at all. It's such a volitile situation, because you never know if the interviewer will suddenly ask a seemlingly innocent question that isn't that at all. Howard Stern is very unpredictible and shoots straight from the hip. He is controversial and loves to ask difficult and provocative question. I think artist see it as a challenge to be interviewed by him and that they get kudos if they come out alive.

I think H looked uncomfortable and on edge, and for good reason. He got some hard questions and he had to lie or wiggle himself out of answering straight. I think Howard Stern is an asshole and he's interview style is outdated, but Harry managed well. It wasn't a mistake to do the interview, but Howard didn't get anything of worth out of him either so...

I have answered asks about the interview and i'm sure i tagged it 'howard stern', but i can't currently find them. Sorry.

[ao3feed-larry]

Play Me Another Song

by 28shadesoflarrie

Louis tomlinson is having a smoke break outside a bar in Mexico when a curly-haired guy walks up to him. Asking if he could walk him to his car, ofc louis agrees.

After a creepy car follows Harry to a bar in Mexico, harry is stuck asking a stranger for help. But it's not really a stranger, it's Louis Tomlinson!

Words: 3332, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Larry Stylinson - Fandom, louies, Harries

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Howard Stern, Niall Horan, Taylor Swift, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik

Relationships: Larry Stylinson

Additional Tags: two idiots who honestly fall in love too fast, full o fluff with VERY LITTLE angst, Larry Stylinson Is Real, howard stern is a creep, Protective Louis Tomlinson, famous louis/non famous harry styles

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