But childhood memories work both ways. The Oakridge Boys have a classic song called “Thank God for Kids.” Indeed. Having kids of my own several years after the 1998 movie allowed me to walk down Memory Lane with them and reintroduce the Godzilla I knew. Throughout the 2000s, we acquir...
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