Guys, I'm meeting drunk and watching...

Shut.

You better come out and stop me.

Hi, this is Dick Miller.

You're listening to Junk Food Cinema.

Who were these guys?

Music grab your Geiger counters and get ready to spalunk the sewers of junk food cinema brought to you by film school rejacks.com.com. Dot com Dot, this ain't no disco. This is indeed the cult and exploitation film cast so good. It just has to be fattening. I'm your host Brian Salsbury and I'm joined

as per usual by my friend and co-host. He is a novelist. He is a screenwriter, a lieutenant

of Megaforce, a man who I believe the band EMF would describe as

Chud believable.

Mr. C. Robert Cargill.

It ain't no country club either.

That's the first thing I fucking thought of.

I know you did.

All I want to do is have some chud.

I got to tell you, the second one's name is bud.

We'll get to that.

Don't fucking worry about it.

I had an alt for this, a man who is chutterly fantastic.

I don't know.

I'm glad we got into this 90s music discussion, though.

I'm glad we're going more chudlet and less chode.

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