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Dan, what do we do on this podcast about that?

This is a podcast where we talk about a bad movie. This one was

1997 Spawn and boys at 1997 Bottled distilled and bottled up and given back to me years later in a form that I can say

I didn't like this at the time, but now I'm kind of nostalgic for it.

There's nostalgia truly is the sweetest balm that takes the crap of yesteryear and turns it into

the delicacy of today only for the people who knew it was crap originally though.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's as if Red Bull aged like why.

How do you know it doesn't?

We gotta try.

All right.

Find me some 100 year old Red Bull. I said that like I was the host of Family Feud.

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