I Watched B-Movie TV For 24 Hours Straight And Didn't Survive

There comes a point in any 24-hour movie marathon when you’re bleary-eyed, you reek of jet-black coffee and unnatural foodstuffs, and you’re dreaming of nothing more than a hot shower and the soft embrace of a down comforter. You’re thinking to yourself, “Why the hell did I do this?” And you have no answer. »10/30/15 4:17pm10/30/15 4:17pm