Nick, there's a certain film that I did not encounter till much too late in life, largely, I believe, because Disney films of all kinds, live action and animated alike,

simply struggled to thrive in the McCarthy house.

With two significant exceptions.

All right, I have a handful of questions here, but what are those exceptions?

101 Dalmatians, the primary reason I thought that Scotland Yard was a farm until I was a grown adult,

and Robin Hood, the primary reason my first ever crush was on an

animated fox. Ooh! Ooh the lolly golly what in admission Hannah. We're just

gonna let's just leave that right there.

But the movie I'm talking about,

which given my outsized love for musical theater and newspapers,

surely would have been in regular rotation is newsies.

If we don't sell papes, then nobody sells papes.

Oh, we are in the same boat on that one, McCarthy.

But once I found it, it sure found me.

Now, you really can make a musical

about anything and everything.

Chess, for example.

One town's ferry like another when your heads down over your pieces brother.

I was once in a musical called Urine Town, not You Are in Town, but but urine, like pee.

I run the only toilet in this part of town, you see.

So if you gotta go, you gotta go through me.

Billy the Kid and the Green Bayes Vampire.

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