When I was in seventh grade, my brother Stephen dug a cassette tape out of the van’s center console titled Best of Veggie Tales. We played it, of course, because the van still had a cassette deck. We could sing along with every song – “throw-him-up-and-beat-him-up-and-get-him-outta-Babylon! (We could throw him in the dungeon, we could let him ROT. IN. J…
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