mi casa no es su casa

i cant help but root for this crazy assed bitch.  mostly because she’s not mean or fake or skanky like a lot of the kids on the challenge shows.  wait, i lied.  she’s not mean or fake.  teamish tonyaish.

a.  ew

b.  no

c.  fuck no

d.  double ew

e. all of the above

*those who know me and see/have seen this movie will understand why i stopped caring at all about the character about 25 minutes in and in fact could not watch certain parts of it.  and it has nothing to do with blood or toothless hag bites or maggot vomit.**

**good band name actch.

i would like to buy a watch.  THIS PARTICULAR WATCH.  and no i do not care that he has chick hands.  he is delicious.

i was drunk when i rented this.  and thankfully still drunk when i watched it.  good usage of show tunes?  i think?

don cheadle is in this movie.  just for a moment but it almost makes it worth watching.  almost.*

*look closely.  this movie stars JOHN murray.  he looks a lot like bill but he’s, you know, not.  it also stars the not in agnes of god or big chill tilly sister.

now the remake.  eh.  it has zero camp appeal but as i am a hard core horror and sci fi junkie so i will watch it (unlike the prisoner remake which i will never ever ever watch.  travesty!).  so far it just looks like a slick glossed over tv show.  my perverse little heart is warmed (a bit!) by the horny little teenage kid so ready to turn on the human race (nazi youth!) but so far thats about it.  man-wife never saw the orig and is simply alarmed by the party of five dudes aged appearance.  personally, i just want to see aliens eat kittens and blow things up.

this past sunday i, like many of you, watched about 8 hours of the original televised mini series V.  now, i’m not sure it holds up so well for a first time viewer but for anyone who saw it back in the day it offered untold delights.  snake tongue baby.  hot chicks swallowing birds.  marc singer’s nut sacks in a ferocious battle against the laws of physics*.  i mean this show was magic.  not to mention that it combined 80’s hair and shoulder pads with nazi metaphors and about a million blatant star wars rip offs.  yet somehow, it’s all good.

*incredibly tight pants

i havent been here for a while.  mostly bc i was busy doing this.  and also bc i was getting really distracted by pictures of unicorns.  enough is enough internet.  i’m seeing other mediums.  i may post my thoughts on those now and again.  it’s not you, it’s me.

RIDE THE CARROT.  BABY.  RIDE IT.

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amazing!  and nobody near by = even better