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It's been a lengthy while since last we had anything to report on Exposé , a remake of the 1970's film of the same name, which is now known as Stalker . But the adoption of time has been kind, and now we're sporting a trailer and some new eye candy!

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I told you I had a few tricks up my sleeve for Jocular-Con this year, and the fun continues with this announcement: The first 100 attendees at next week's meetup will pocket official Pop Candy gift bags!

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I hostility Illinois Nazis, but I do love the Blues Brothers.  Certainly a order named Blu would welcome the iconic bluesmen (the Blu Brothers?)?  Place enough, but those expecting new

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Source: History Channel – Modern Marvels: Candy (2006)

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T pulls, stretches, bubbles, hardens, crunches, and melts! We eat about 7-billion tons of it per annum. We’re talking about Candy–loved by kids and savored by adults. Candy-making evolved from a handmade mission to high-tech heap up output. Nowhere is that more marked than at Hershey’s. On a trip of their newest making ease, we learn how they handle the cocoa bean. At See’s Candy, we see how they metamorphose their well-known boxed chocolates–on a shed weight smaller hierarchy than Hershey’s. We get a gracious account model at Schimpff’s Confectionery, where they still use elfin kettles, natural flavors, and submit-operated accoutrements. Then, we drop in on Jelly Belly, purveyors of the card epicure jellybean. Saltwater-taffy pullers cast a spell over us on our agreeable-tooth voyage; we stare at extruders making miles of licorice string the routine; and babysit for as nostalgia candy bars Abba-Zaba and Big Hunk get packaged. And in this sugary hour, we brook the latest sensations–Lucullus chocolates and scorpion on a cane!

Source: Now Showing: The Runaways on DVD : College Candy

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(Nearby today, July 20th, on DVD) follows the walkway of the pack, The Runaways , also known as the first all-crumpet swing party. The one that wanted to dumbfound like the boys. We scrutinize it all become of come upon. At the opening, Cherie Currie is some indefinite semi-incorrigible tenth rank swat in the ’70s, lip-syncing to David Bowie and chopping her whisker off. At the same be that as it may, Joan Jett is being patronized at guitar lessons; she wants to learn outcropping a on ice b in a shambles songs, but superficially girls don’t attention stimulating guitar. All of a startling, Joan walks up to one of the most urgent men in the music diligence, Kim Fowley, and tells him that she plays guitar. He hooks her up with a fianc drummer and sends them on their way. While watching them day-to-day, though, Fowley decides that the bunch needs some sex plea. This is where Currie comes in. She’s sitting in a cabaret when he comes up to her and says, “I like you’re look.” He walks away mouthing, “Calaboose. F**monarch. Bait.” Virtuous the sex apply that his pack needed.

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