I tend to go with Erin when it comes to Metallica. I mean, I let Erin guide me. It’s been that way ever since the beginning of me and Erin, which was, what? 6th, 7th grade? So when she says, “Awww, Cliff!”, I’m like, “Awww, *sniffle*.” And when she’s like, “Awww, Jason, no!!!”, I’m like, “Man, that sucks.” And when she’s like, “Ugh, Lars,
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