By this time, I had to have my own boat, my own car, my own golf course.

You know what I want?

Thought it this the other day.

A line of blue jus, right?

With my name written on the back of chicksasses. How would you know bubblehead? This is Film Zach. Oh, sure.

sure. Greetings and welcome to Film Sack. This is Film Sack money the very depths of

Film Entertainment for all mankind episode 660. We're going to do some.

Our 666, have we done our 666 plan yet?

We've talked about it.

No, I didn't think about it.

We've come up with, we've had some recommendations for good demonic films, but I don't know if we've my

plan is leaving establish one. Also our recent numbering is kind of more

suggestioning than numbering. No that's true that's's true. It's not recent.

Freaking the whole run of the show's got all kinds of wonky numbers. But anyway.

Yeah, the July, June, end of June and July is kind of thrown a wrench into the

Monkey Works. That's true. Well, anyway, stay tuned to everybody.

666 coming up. Although today that's not this. My name is Scott Johnson. I'm

joined today by Brian. Say hello to my average size friend Dunaway.

Oh, that's kind of insulting.

Oh, hi! This week on Film Sack, we pack a lunch for our noses,

consisting of huge baggies of white powder

that is definitely crushed up baby laxes and not illegal drugs the writer keeps in

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