Giving Thanks, Batman, and Twifags 
SeasonalWith my essay of 'fuck' out of the way, and the rage has calmed, my opinion stands thus.
I call mother fucking shenanigans on Newline's bullshit.
Also, way to go John Carpenter. You've ruined Micheal forever. Because you let Rob shit-spewing Zombie take your movies and turn them into horrible movie-resembling goo.
Shit-goo.
I could go on forever about how fucking horrible Dr. Loomis seems in the relentless ads floating around the boob-tube, but I won't. Unless you ask. Then you just fucking asked for it.
I was watching NOES 2 the other day, and I was so fucking sad. Once upon a time, many a joke was made at the expense of the gay-ridden sequel. All out of love, of course. Because let's face it, that shit is funny as hell. But I just couldn't bring myself to do it this time.
Because I realized any sequel following this shit-pile remake will ruin the awful wonderfulness of every homo-innuendo hormone filled parakeet exploding moment of this movie.
Cocksuckers.
Oh, Robbie. Robbie, Robbie, Robbie. Sigh.
On a lighter note, Dark Castle have now become my new pet production people.
Orphan did not disappoint. Also, Drag Me To Hell.
Funniest fucking thing I've seen in years. Cole and I saw the 8pm show, stepped out after it ended, bought tickets, and saw the 11pm. -Fuck- yes.
Also, he's one of the greatest people to watch horror movies with. Laughing at inappropriate things has never been so fun.
This is a little shorter than any of my other rants. A handful of you know me, and the epicness of my Fred ranting.
It's epic.
Oh, yes it is.
The reason why being that if I ranted at the full force of my usual bitchfest, it would take me days to finish it. Days.
I've had a good one going all fucking weekend. Thank god that boy loves me.
So, if you REALLY WANNA, I'll give you the full extent of it. You've been warned.
In other news, I have noodles. Noodles are my friend.
Also,
If you comment....
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you which song or movie you remind me of.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.
8. I'll tell you my favourite thing about you.
9. I'll tell you my least favorite thing about you.
10. If you play, you MUST post this on yours.
The laws of the internet are binding, betches.
Outraged
Tired
