one of my favorite memories of MST3K
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among many, to be sure.
I remember this vividly because I was alone in a hotel room in Owatonna, Minnesota, in January (1993?), the night before a wedding where the groom hadn't bothered to coordinate any activities for the out of town guests. (And it was too cold to go anywhere, being Minnesota, in January.)
Turned out a whole boatload of them were in the room next door playing Magic, but no one bothered to let me know. (And I still haven't forgiven them). So I was feeling really depressed and lonely, friendless and abandoned, excluded and neglected, etc., but at least I found me some MST3K.
My search fu is not turning up a decent MST3K script of the running commentary during the credits of Alien from LA, but, IMDb has effectively chronicled it with their movie reference page.
Imagine hearing this banter while crying like a bad chick flick yourself. (EDIT:
mgrasso found a better link)
I remember this vividly because I was alone in a hotel room in Owatonna, Minnesota, in January (1993?), the night before a wedding where the groom hadn't bothered to coordinate any activities for the out of town guests. (And it was too cold to go anywhere, being Minnesota, in January.)
Turned out a whole boatload of them were in the room next door playing Magic, but no one bothered to let me know. (And I still haven't forgiven them). So I was feeling really depressed and lonely, friendless and abandoned, excluded and neglected, etc., but at least I found me some MST3K.
My search fu is not turning up a decent MST3K script of the running commentary during the credits of Alien from LA, but, IMDb has effectively chronicled it with their movie reference page.
Imagine hearing this banter while crying like a bad chick flick yourself. (EDIT:
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