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I came home last weekend from a day on the water and decided to put on some steaks and watch a few movies. When I asked my wife what she wanted to watch she said " you pick one out". I was in heaven. "No chick movie tonight" I thought. I rummaged through my collection of tapes and noticed a dusty-ass one at the very bottom of the pile. It didn't have a label but it was in my recorded area of the home theater so I rammed it home. Much to my initial pleasure I discovered that I had found my long lost copy of The Deer Hunter. As I watched the steel workers shoot the shit and get drunk together I thought of my youth. As I watched them go off to war I thought of my own military service. But then something went terribly wrong. I can't explain the sickening feeling that I got but I had to take a valium. What is it with that movie that makes the majority of people NEVER want to see it again? Besides the obvious, that is.
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