the Last Picture Review
( the 3 greatest movies ever )
1) Yellow Submarine (duh)
2) Faster Pussycat Kill Kill !
3) Pee Wee's Big Adventure
Yeah. fuckin Angela was so passed out by the time the "Large Marge" scene came up.
Those pieces and parts - the songs or the fragments that keep coming back
the bright colors and easy to sing to melodies. the transparent genius that masks itself as just stuff, but cuts real deep. Notes just off and
George Martin. with only a 3-track to work with, mixing timeless beauty out of near nothing. Colors the rainbow doesn't know, painted by unknown craftsmen, inspired by the same amides... fleshing out the myth.
good/bad lines
poorly delivered by One Trick Ponies
but better than any Gajillion dollar Flockbuster you'll see at your local Google-Plex.
So crappy. So XXool.
Can you sleep, fuck or kill in the mouth of a T-Rex?
My girl has a big butt.
totally spank-able.
dig it.
it's all about the story baby.
"There are thousands and thousands of uses for corn. All of which I'll tell you about RIGHT NOW."
it's 3 a.m.
time to turn in.
P.S. - Angela just farted while sleeping on her sofa. 2 tiny high-pitched ones.
Comments
hey!! no need for that! i blame the five bagels and two sandwiches...
Posted by: fur | January 11, 2008 07:49 PM
girls don't "fart" they "poot," but two "poots" make a "fart..."
come over, now...
Posted by: fur | January 12, 2008 12:34 AM
girls in my family fart.
full on "cranking 'em out".
it's very impressive.
Posted by: brown_slice | January 12, 2008 01:59 AM
*poot* sounds gross, like a little bit of *poop* came out.
Posted by: presley | January 15, 2008 06:31 PM