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This is the third episode of the spring king fling, and we are officially in spring.

Spring has sprung. Spring has sprung. So we're more coming out like a lamb than coming in like a lion.

Is that what you're saying? We're spring forward like a lamb to the slaughter.

No, I guess that's what's to be expected in the spring king fling. That's right. Listen,

I'm Matt Gourley. And I'm Paul Russ. And here's what we do. This is with Gourley and Russ,

we take horror movies, slasher movies, thrillers and an occasional crawl or Mr. Mom, we'll see.

And we talk at length about them in a cozy cast of an easy listening experience that you and yours

can sidle up to the sono speaker and sit in your comfy chairs by the fireplace and listen in on

the conversation. That's beautiful. That's true. And hey, we always have one guarantee. The talk

is longer than the movie. Now we've never said that before in the previous episode, but it's always

true. Yeah, it's usually has it ever not been true. The only time we even ever came close

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