This weekend may also be a good time to catch up on those Oscar nominees as the following three quest items up for grabs are sure to induce severe bouts of dysentery upon viewing. Onward...
While tweens and pedophiles will surely be in rapture this weekend, the rest of us will be wondering who the hell Justin Bieber is and why he replaced Daniel Craig as James Bond.
When exactly did Hell freeze over, and why didn't anyone tell me?
Ten bucks says if Aniston missed ONE botox appointment and a pilates class her skin would droop from her skeletal frame like those melting Nazis at the end of "Raiders of the Lost Ark." On the other end of the scale, one can only HOPE that Sandler will slowly eat himself to death like Val Kilmer.
Needless to say, the only place I'll be "going with it" is within the second dirty stall at my local Denny's.
Well, if you've been patiently waiting for a Roman version of "Brokeback Mountain," your wait is now over. Grab some lube and have at it.
Begin the assault!
"Deeds, not words..."
3 comments:
Nice that these guys could go from "Billy Elliott" and "A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints" to "The Eagle". Does this fall under "expanding your repetoire" or "hey, I've discovered I like eating"?
Don't diss Val Kilmer. He'll always be the fabulous Madmartigan to me.
~S.
Madmartigan? Now you're dating yourself. But yes, that was one of his more memorable roles.
"I don't love her, she kicked me in the face!"
For my money, Kilmer will always be Chris Knight.
"Self-realization. I was thinking of the immortal words of Socrates, who said, "... I drank what?"
-C
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