Guys, I'm meeting junk and watching rubbish.

You better come out and stop me.

All right. This is Dick Miller.

If you're listening to Junk Fu Cinema, who were these guys? You just popped in for an unorganized, grab-assedic gob of teleplasmic fun here at junk food cinema, brought to you by filmscoolrejects.com. Dot com.

Dot com. Dot, death ain't no way to make a living.

Neither is podcasting. This is, of course, the weekly cult and exploitation film cast so good.

It just has to be fattening. I am your host, Brian Salisbury, and Cargill is actually out sick

this week. He apparently came down with a real bad case of spontaneous recurrent psychokinesis, so we wish him the best in his recovery.

But in his place, we have a master raconteur, a horror connoisseur.

That sounds like a dinosaur that I want to get to know. But anyway, a snappy dresser, a quick-witted son of a gun, the co-host of the modern rogue, a novelist, a podcaster, an Instagram historian, a friend

of the show, but long before that, a friend of mine, jealous. It's Jason Murphy. Welcome

back to the show. Oh, I'm so glad for you to have me back. I thought, okay, okay, he's done with me. He doesn't want me on the show anymore.

And I would see you doing movies and I'm like, ah, and he didn't, he didn't call me.

Okay.

He didn't call me for that one.

That's interesting.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

I see how it is.

Okay.

Okay. Okay. I see how it is. Okay. Okay.

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