In the words of George Carlin, “Ladies, wouldn’t you like a nice set of cock and balls without all the bullshit that comes with it?”Īnywho, troubled goth girl is like 30 and she has a super little brother who is like. I appreciated that the female version of the fuck and chuck was portrayed so succintly.Ĭause, let’s be real here. Troubled brooding dude and his clingy girlfriend. What’s important to note here, is that in other horror films, this role is reversed in terms of gender. Take your novelty striped socks and GTFO. He’s all can I hang out at your house and like maybe move in?Īnd babely goth is all, no, I don’t think so. So the plot of Lights Out is that a babely kinda alternative girl Rebecca is banging this dude that looks like a shitty rip off of any member of Maroon 5 or the Killers and he’s all. Sure is.Īnyways, join me for a jaunt and let’s read about Lights Out. Oh also, for Lights Out, when we were leaving this bro dude, like totally muscle bound gym rat type who probably drinks horse testosterone had to be talked down by his equally stupid looking girlfriend because he had been so frightened by the film.Īs we left, his girlfriend was like, “babe its fine, it’s just because its dark and stuff pops out. Holy shit was the Conjuring 2 just so bad. It had some gimmicks that were neat and it didn’t stray into the long drawn out 2hrs+ that the Conjuring 2 did. Truthfully, I’m not trying to bitch or make myself sound all cool, it’s just that what scares the average film goer is usually barely registered on my radar as a fart.Īnywho. I have a library that documents a staggering number of these films and I like to think that like combat fighters, I’ve become so desensitized to the routine of new films, that it barely even registers for me anymore. In my many years of my Methuselian existence, I’ve seen so many horror movies. I stagger around with my cane and have one of those olde timey ear horns, and recently I was so touched when someone bought me an IKEA cheese grater. I saw the trailer for this a while ago and I assumed it would be unwatchable garbage. Like riding the bus but somehow more and also less horrifying all at once.Īnyways, last night I took my main bitch and my sidepiece Rigby on a date to go see Lights Out. So I’m coming in hot on this Friday, and wanted to tell you I broke out into a stress rash yesterday while bidding on an item on the local auction site.ĭon’t you just love that stuff? Local buying and selling sites are the great equalizer, I think.
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