Yes, tonight, we examine the entire legend of the Rutles!…

Yes, tonight, we examine the entire legend of the Rutles! But…where did the story start? The answer is…right here. On this very spot, Dirk McQuickly and Ron Nasty first bumped into eachother. At this precise point…uhh, just a few feet back here, Ron Nasty invited Dirk to help him stand up. Dirk, merely an amateur drinker, agreed, and here it was, a few feet back there, a musical legend was created.

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