And the winner is…THE ARTIST!!!!!
No surprise there. If you voted for Midnight in Paris, it would appear that you are either a contrarian or racist against mulatto films. In this case, black & white.
So if The Artist wins Best Picture at the The Oscars this Sunday night (it will), I’ll draw THREE names from everyone who voted for The Artist in the final round. Those three lucky Drunkards will win FilmDrunk shirts in the size and color of your choosing. Unless Vince is out of your size. He can’t sew those things as fast as their popularity demands.
See you on Monday with the winners! Unless something other than The Artist wins Best Picture. Then it’s been real fun playing with you. Don’t tell the cops. I’ve got priors.
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I always thought an “Oscar bracket” was when two guys roll a girl up in a hot dog bun and spitroast her. You can probably imagine how disappointed I am right now.
No, no, an “Oscar Bracket” is when you stroke it to five different skin flicks on five TVs at once and blow load on the best one.
Just order 3 XXXXL shirts with attached bibs. You’ll be fine.
Oscar Bracket was my dads attorney after he slipped in a Safeway on a broken jar of bread n butter pickles. Real sweaty guy to, not pleasant at all. And he almost always wore a orange safety vest (never in court though).