Welcome to the Loser’s Club, asshole!

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Welcome to the Loser’s Club, asshole!
I have no words. Just listen closely.
It (2017) random Reddie moments
The Losers Club
The Losers of Derry, Maine (8/8)
What a bunch of losers they had been—Stan Uris with his big Jew-boy nose, Bill Denbrough who could say nothing but "Hi-yo, Silver!" without stuttering so badly that it drove you almost dogshit, Beverly Marsh with her bruises and her cigarettes rolled into the sleeve of her blouse, Ben Hanscom who had been so big he looked like a human version of Moby Dick, and Richie Tozier with his thick glasses and his A averages and his wise mouth and his face which just begged to be pounded into new and exciting shapes. Was there a word for what they had been? Oh yes. There always was. Le mot juste. In this case le mot juste was wimps…
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Emeraude Toubia and James McAvoy
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