Chris over at Blue Glow posted some vintage infomercial-type strangeness about “The Family Auto Mart“, which caused my brain, unbidden, to dwell upon some some crap that played in the background while I was working late nights on the third draft of Forever Evil:
Yep, it went on for a full half-hour. I am constantly amazed that my brain got through the 80s without committing hara-kiri. (some would likely say it did not) I still probably would have preferred substituting “Family Auto Mart” for some of the times I subjected myself to the “Santo Gold” pitch.
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