The Canadians, they walk among us.

William Shatner, Michael J. Fox, Monty Hall, Mike Myers, Alex Trebek.

All of them Canadians, all of them here.

Guys, I'm meeting junk and watching Canadian rubbish.

You better come out and stop me. All right. This is Dick Miller.

You're listening to Junk Food Cinema.

Who are these guys? Time to hit the dance for Renna Tuxters because this will be a night to remember at junk food cinema.

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Dot welcome to disco madness.

This is, of course, the weekly cult and exploitation film cast so good.

It just has to be fattening.

I'm your host, Brian Salsbury, and joining me, as per usual, is my friend and co-host.

He is a novelist. He is a screenwriter,

a lieutenant of Megaforce, the gravy on my cheese curds, Mr. C. Robert Cargill.

Hi.

How's it going, man? It's going all right. Going good.

I feel like our doing this mini-series has effectively brought a little bit of Canada to Texas because it's cold as balls outside.

It is, it is fucking colder than a witch's tit, as they like to say around here.

I don't know exactly why witches tits are cold, but it is that cold.

Is the insinuation of that maxim that witches are dead?

Because I never thought of witches as being undead.

I just thought of them as being like imbued with dark magic that keeps them alive forever.

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