If people are still looking for a Kris Kristofferson tribute movie to watch, might I suggest Pat Garret and Billy the Kid?
Final Destination 2 in a mostly empty theater except for a half row of screaming teen girls in front and a pair of young Black guys behind that kept tapping my shoulder to inquire if I "saw that shit?"
As someone who survived 1999 I can say with certainty that HoHH is the most 1999 thing we ever had.
It'lay, innitit?
Good luck, sincerely! I once lost like 7 or 8 lbs or something after a particularly long anxiety attack streak. It fucking blows.
Had a dream I dropped something and tried to pick it up. Woke up suddenly by wapping my arm on the nightstand.
Always feel weird being in my mid-40s and regularly watching all of these 20-something youtubers, but here I am, fellow kids.
One of the songs on Apocalypse '91 ends with a really awful skit about the KKK that I accidentally blasted for a moment out of my car once.