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Maybe inside this hill of beans we call an episode, there is a sequel to Casablanca.
Who am I kidding? We mostly talk about Spencers.
What is the return on investment for a prayer?
Jude and Jordan welcome the incredible Sara Rose Caplan to chat about Casablanca.
And the audio was goofy - so what you get is a few interesting facts about history, the pitches, and a game.
This is not a mistake. Episodes are now going to come out on Thursdays. It just works better for me, ok? Lets not make this a thing.
Also Jordan's brother Jerzy is on to hang out but this isn't his official guest episode, so chill about that too.
Oh yeah... "John Kimball has spent the last 30 years unlearning the violence that being a cop on the mean streets of LA taught him. But his last day as a teacher has one final lesson for him... written in blood."
Did we trick you? Did we trick you fools?
It's just a goof off with Nas as the Apryle Foole drops by with a twisted movie challenge.
We begin cycle three with a new friend in the cuck chair - Nas from Astoria, Queens.
The Samurai Movie Jam boys, Brian and Dave, drop into the pitch room and propose some sequels to this classic film.
And of course we continue to seek the Gump within.
We're just a couple goofs goofing around.
Movies kind of covered: Jaws, Air Bud, Challengers, Forrest Gump
Jordan's partner Anna joins to chat about the Oscar movies we've seen.
The ones we didn't? WHO GIVES AN EFF!
Who would be the worst celebrity to still be alive today?
Jordan performs a poem in honor of his friend David and Jude really just lets his ADHD take the show all over the place.
Starring Glen Powell as Gump Jr.
We discuss the film based off the hit Weird Al song.
You seen this crazy movie? Did Gump give rise to the anti-intellectual movement alive today? Would he have stopped or participated in 9/11? How many wet Gumps can slop together to create Gump Prime?
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