We watch the Sliver.
Any movie that ends with the immensely in-touch statement "get a life" immediately makes us feel better about ourselves and the same monotonous godd*mn routine we tend to embark on over and over again each and every godd*mn day.
Er, we mean, Sharon Stone was hot and who *doesn't* like the UB40?
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I don't thinkl there are two Ds in g-damn.
We don't thinkl there's an l in thinkl.
While my good friend Old Man Snap can be a little long-winded and jaded, I must vehemently disagree with his need to take the good Lord's name in vain. Repent and ye shall find true happiness. I did. And now it's all berries and squirrel tail. Tails. I mean tails. Plural. Which I eat. Not chase. Because chasing squirrel tail is sick. God be with you all.
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