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Manville
I wasn't that impressed until about half an hour from the end — 2 years ago
‘cause with the cheetah. And the Wilson Phillips. And then I just started laughing hysterically for no real reason. Not to mention it was about a hundred times better than its crappy predecessor, Dude, Where’s My Car?
If I’d known this movie took place in New Jersey and would be chock-full of towns I’ve actually been to, I’d have seen it sooner.
Now I want some White Castle. I’m fortunate to live only about 10 minutes away from one!





