03.19.09 ANOTHER REASON I’M GLAD TO BE CHILDLESS

“Cloudy with a chance of Meatballs” is a fair description of my summer breaks in the early ’80s. I’d much rather watch that movie than go outside and play…

…by Cloudy, we mean Cockslap, and by Meatballs, we mean Meet Balls.

Hey look! The guy on the very right edge of the banner pic is showing all the ladies of FD what they would be getting from yours truly, if they were ever so lucky!

*goes to corner to ask Kahless if She was in the middle of changing Her mind on his gender and got side tracked*

Banner pic: “Mister, I changed my mind about that moustache ride…”

Speaking of Kahless…I’ve been having to work a lot and when someone asked me for eggs yesterday my reply was “Anal?”. Thanks for that Fek, thank you very much.

I FUCKING LOVE TACOS. AND JUMPER CAb l e s s s….

The jumper cables really make his taco pop.

So the story is about a bunch of people who live in a town where it rains food and that’s a problem.

Ngundu Djarangan, Somali spokesman, has this to say: “Go fuck yourselves, America”

Dying in a vat of jello seems like a pretty shitty way to go.

I’m glad I’m childless because my daughter will likely grow up to fuck a dog.

Burnsy, did you have to bring that into this? Icky

The Mighty Feklahr is proud to announce His new blockbuster hit with a racist, talking kangaroo who likes to punch down syndrome babies as the main character!

Cloudy with a chance of meatballs?

That weather condition for all Italians

“with a Chance of Meatballs” is what Brett Ratner hopes for every time he hooks up with a “chick”

A racist talking Kangaroo…

Finally, A Kangaroo Jack sequel.

Filmdrunkard Adam is exactly right. It looks Sony bought the film rights to the title and pretty much threw away everything between the covers.

The original book is an allegory, or a parable, or something… I dunno, it seemed meaningful, and it didn’t have a happy ending, so I have to assume it was supposed to teach a lesson, maybe about the perils of welfare or messing with your environment… okay, honestly, about half-way through I stopped listening to the words even as I was reading them, my kids just liked the pictures.

But definitely, you know… yeah, fuck you, Sony.

New up and it seems “balls” may be Thursday’s FD theme.

/rubs belly

I can’t believe I watched the whole thing

This movie is akin to the end of idiocracy where nazi T-Rex is fighting the U.N. T-Rex. I’m inclined to start making E! True Hollywood-esque film biography’s of the producers, writers and directors behind films like this using the same shenanigans they use, but totally edgy and shit : closet shemale porn habit and boogering eating.

wasn’t schindler’s list adapted from a “family circus” comic from 1993?