Sunday, December 18

Signs that the Apocalypse is upon us...

So I went along with Willy and Rusty to see King Kong and
in the conversation afterwards
much was discussed...
never thought I would see the day that a 100 ft. Silverback
has a romantic and playful little skate with a dame in the park...
the whole librarian fantasy can get completely destroyed
by the perscription of eyeglasses she is wearing...
(long story, but after letting the hair down and removing the glasses, imagine making love to someone that is screaming and moaning and "Oooh baby-ing" and try not to laugh at the fact that she is cross-eyed and staring up at you)
The Pussycat Dolls...
I mean, what the #$@! is up with that?? No, I DON"T wish my girlfriend was hot like you, you used piece of spent jet trash. Nothing worse than a cheaper than free whore with a record deal...except for the dolts that buy said album...
Alexander is without a doubt one of the worst movies I have ever seen. Keep in mind that I have made a career out of viewing bad movies and I love nothing more than a horrible, horrible film but that crap??? Uh uh...and since when did the Macedonians have Gaelic accents? Cool elephants though...
and then I watched Troy...sighhh..."Dear Hollywood, please end my nightmare and stop now. Love, me..."
is it just me or did the whole world stop eating sushi?? And if so....why???
and in closing, a little piece of Yuletide advice:
"You can't turn down a dirty double dog dare EVER and no matter how bad you want it, you can't have it because you'll shoot your eye out, that's why...

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