I need a weekend. I need a nap, and maybe a bottle of wine. I don’t give a shit that this has nothing to do with me, this fucking rocks. Don’t listen what your girlfriend says She reads those magazines That say you failed the test You don’t have what she needs I slither like […]
I admit it, I gots nuthin. Is this pic photoshopped? Click to embiggen. You know you want to.
Well, lessee: We wound up seeing Dreamgirls, after all. It was quite good. I don’t know if it should be nominated for Best Picture, but it was at least as good as Brokeback or Crash, but in a different way. I haven’t seen enough of this year’s movies to know (I don’t think Slither made […]