My wrestling-fanbro/workmate/what-you-mustn't-forget guy James chit-chats with me about comics, tv, Archie, fucking-Tinder(?), ahhhuh, what a girl wants, what a girl needs, whatever makes them happy and gets them locked up and married at 30.
I swear to god I didn't think it would be this long but we couldn't stop the pop culture orgy at the first 45 minutes or so.
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