Purchasing pelvic poop
Is anyone selling a kennel or stalworth chained leash? My hope keeps on running away and I don't feel like getting it spayed or neutered.
Put that in your retirement and smoke it, Bobby!
(photo of Robert Barker)
"Happy Feet" is an unexpectedly great film with well-rounded humor, a solid message, Queen, and most importantly, visual graphics that represent technological progress better than any of its fellow animated features. Seriously though, it's worth seeing unless you have the Testosterone level of a 2003 Jason Giambi, thus forbidding you to feel emotions and knees - but if that's the case, why aren't you injecting yourself/eating cement?
I never thought a movie built on the icy foundation of tap-dancing penguins would be even painfully entertaining, yet "Happy Feet" inspired thought and laughter via little fuzzy flightless birds. Strangely enough, my comments on the trailer weren't so positive:
"That movie is embarrassing to even think about."
Relatedly, the overall hype of "King Kong" had me in a state of "Monkey Madness" as Peter Jackson's revision of the early-1900's classic was sure to be epically monstrous and revolutionary. Then the show came to theaters, and these words marches out of my agape jaw:
"This movie is 3 and a half hours of disappointment and awkwardness."
Another reference to the classic quote of "You can't judge a book by its cover and giant trailers don't make giant movies."
Plus, baby penguins are absolutely precious cutitans, warmly huggable and feathered cap-a-pie.
Subtracting pictures,
Brettocrat
Put that in your retirement and smoke it, Bobby!
(photo of Robert Barker)
"Happy Feet" is an unexpectedly great film with well-rounded humor, a solid message, Queen, and most importantly, visual graphics that represent technological progress better than any of its fellow animated features. Seriously though, it's worth seeing unless you have the Testosterone level of a 2003 Jason Giambi, thus forbidding you to feel emotions and knees - but if that's the case, why aren't you injecting yourself/eating cement?
I never thought a movie built on the icy foundation of tap-dancing penguins would be even painfully entertaining, yet "Happy Feet" inspired thought and laughter via little fuzzy flightless birds. Strangely enough, my comments on the trailer weren't so positive:
"That movie is embarrassing to even think about."
Relatedly, the overall hype of "King Kong" had me in a state of "Monkey Madness" as Peter Jackson's revision of the early-1900's classic was sure to be epically monstrous and revolutionary. Then the show came to theaters, and these words marches out of my agape jaw:
"This movie is 3 and a half hours of disappointment and awkwardness."
Another reference to the classic quote of "You can't judge a book by its cover and giant trailers don't make giant movies."
Plus, baby penguins are absolutely precious cutitans, warmly huggable and feathered cap-a-pie.
Subtracting pictures,
Brettocrat
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