Thursday, November 16, 2006

Gas-powered loathing

This statement is in both my blog and journal.

You know what that means?

Time to make my own clip-art.


So I'm watching a giant humanoid figure make of circumsized forskins eat a bearded clam-lady and now its fighting the second coming of Christ, which farces the Statue of Liberty in Ghostbusters 2 and has the voicebox of Stephen Hawking. It's not a good thing to view when you're really tired or really impressionable or really stoned or really stupid; it's generally disturbing and odd.

In about an hour from now, America will be 2/3 of the way into the next generation of electronic entertainment and what's on G4 right now, the network devoted and derived from video games and everything related? The Man Show. The fucking Man Show. Sorry, but it was only funny when I was 14 and learning about fallopean tubes. It's fine that it's being broadcasted, but what if ESPN decided to show billiards instead of Super Bowl pregame?

lol vaginaz

"Click" is awful. My class chose to watch it for the Chaos Theory unit over "Back to the Future", "The Terminator" and "Home Alone 2". Both painfully predictable and pathetic, the film makes you wonder why they based an entire production off of an Austin Powers joke.

Oh, it's girls jumping on trampolines. Ha, trampolines.

Methinks you don't get it.

Spirit of the Diploducus,
Brettolark

1 Comments:

Blogger Manda said...

I <3 cynicism

9:44 PM  

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