You can't spell Predator without "biceps".  In fact, I'm pretty sure that's the only reason we all wanted to watch this again.

In this episode, we re-review Robocop while simultaneously trying to figure out whether Robocop takes dumps or not.  

If you've ever wanted to watch a moody teenager give John Candy some lip, this one is for you!

A new poem by Lois Lane:  "Can you hear me out there?  Do podcast lovers even dare...listen to three friends talk shit about a man that flies through the air?  That's fair.  I got paid, so why should I even care?"

"Regulators, mount up...shit, Billy just killed somebody."
"Fargin' hell, Billy, what did you just do?" 

There you go, you've just experienced Young Guns.  But you haven't listened to our podcast, which includes way more fargin's than the actual movie.   

On this episode, we lament Arnold's excessive one-liners, going so far as to question...is it possible the Austrian Oak wrote them himself?  Also, I already regret writing that Austrian Oak line. 

The Good Son asks the age-old question, who would you drop from a cliff onto a series of jagged rocks that presumably obliterated their body into a million pieces:  Your son (not so good) or your nephew?  I have my answer.  Do you?

After watching The Crush, Single White Female, and The Hand That Rocks The Cradle, I'm strangely saddened that my wife hasn't attempted to try and kill me.