The mental whiplash from a week of watching (sometimes simultaneously) an NLCS where every game is a blowout and a WNBA Finals where every game is insanely dramatic...
Slowly making my way through the Scott Hasn't Seen archive, I've reached Scott's breaking point:
"There's not a single original thought in this movie. And I gotta say, future guests on the show, stop picking these fucking '90s kids movies. This show is driving me fucking crazy."