I hope no one panics when I have to break the news that apparently the only insult you can effectively hurl at someone in a dance-filled dystopian future is “bitch”. I’d have hoped for better, but alas when society crumbles it turns out the first thing to go is a majority of your better insults.
My gosh! It was brilliant the way you deduced that from the passage in which I stated it outright! But you’re right about the bias. I’m very biased towards only hosting screenings of films that I actually liked.
Why we fight.
I’ve been to Frazier Park, many times, and it is quite similar to this, but with more whores.
…so lonely…
Finally, the gritty reboot of Gettin’ Jiggy With It we’ve all been clamouring for.
“Warriors, come out to play co-op!”
They had me at the righteous muttonchop, mohawk, and gold grill trifecta.
This is the film-within-a-film from Billion Dollar Movie, yes? It would explain so much.
I hope no one panics when I have to break the news that apparently the only insult you can effectively hurl at someone in a dance-filled dystopian future is “bitch”. I’d have hoped for better, but alas when society crumbles it turns out the first thing to go is a majority of your better insults.
Such a shame.
Apparently you missed “Clam Chowder” and “Snowcone.”
One guy got called “cranberry juice.” You don’t come back from that.
I hope all the beat offs are in slo mo
“This movie is awesome!” says the man hosting a screening in one week. Your bias is showing.
I DO DECLARE SHENANIGANS!
Pistols at dawn.
My gosh! It was brilliant the way you deduced that from the passage in which I stated it outright! But you’re right about the bias. I’m very biased towards only hosting screenings of films that I actually liked.
Is that the Christian Bale “NOOOO!” scream at the very end?
The eff pee is how I refer to female ejaculate around my mum.