John Grisham’s Jizzum (aka Verdict): Jeepers Worth A Peepers, although it was almost Breast In Show if Breast In Show was solely based on breasts per minute of screentime divided by hair pie R squared
The first thirty minutes, pure cinema. The rest? Oh, juss the latest snooze-o-rama from director Terrence Malick, including, but not the limited too: the love story boring of Walk The Line, with less guitars and more Pocahontas selling Land o’ Lakes whilst being chased and bedded by Colin Farrell and Christian Bale thru fields of corn, also known as maize, but not Maze in your face, or null space [d-lode Anime theme song madness NOW, + JUNKY BOY too!]. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Actually the movie colonized itself when Captain Georg von Trapp left Colin Farrell in charge of America while he went back to England for shitty weather and dentistry! AND YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT! He calls up his buddies Kid Rock and Scott Stapp and they start filming Girl Gone Bukkake 2112, in the NEW WORLD!! OH SNAP! Insert some native Americans, and presto, zzzzzzzzzzz with native Americans!
Wonder if her on-screen beau/soul man, C Thomas Howell, picked up any crotch-mouthed goatee grooming tips from Desperate Housewives‘ crotch-mouthed goatee resident Carlos
Blessed be you Daniel Snyder, the new King of the Jews, and your King of the Jews money that you shoot out of your hands, like Spiderman, and mcgrab anyone you want for your fantasy squad/my Redskins. May the gadget plays be with us… and TWS.org as well, which ranks 2nd in ‘gadget play’ intersleuthing
Bye bye Boom Boom, for without he, there would be no (non-musical) Hanson brothers, + a mucho belated parking of the life of shaftman Gordon Parks
Jon Stewart, the next Andy Rooney? Dan Rather not or so?
Quite amazed that only 30ish seconds were dedicated to characters watching movies and/or television on last night’s season premmy of The Sopranos, and cause of it, I’ve got opto-mizzum for whats to come… although going fwd, I hope we see less of Maradona‘s cocksmoking doppleganger. As for that new show that followed it… Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz fest to the mth degree!!! Sorry, but not even JeanneTrippletits [NSFW] can save it, or even if they had this girl with three boobies [NSFW]. All-dough they do get + 1 gold stars for having Nap Dyna‘s Deb working at a place called Deb’s
Yous a male and have a bunch of brothers? Yer most likely gay, and therefore will probably have a great shot at creating an insanely popular blog
Czech accountant, Jana Tylova, becomethes the first ever Countess Soduku at the WSPC. CZECH out JT with the rest of her country’s squad…
How do you says I want to de-core your apple in Russian? [NSFW]
Hoth to host the the Winter Olympics in 2014? …so that’s what all those probe droids were really doing, scouting for giant slalom and super-g locales! [1st site soundy vis World Wide Wangsta]
And if there really is a Gawd, then HE’ll never let our mos flavorite Druish America Princess, Sasha Cohen, and her nude naked camel toe, crossbreed with any of the following (bruce) suitors
South Carolina (and their Muslim flag) 4EVA: first Nancy O’Dell Day and now they’ve declared that it is not indecent exposure when breast-feeding in public!!
And while the rest of yous are sucking the dong of the Steelers Super Nerd Sunday XL, I’m pulling for the city who’ve never won a Supers Bowls, let alone been to one Super Camilla Parker Bros Bowles. GO SEACOCKS!!! KA-KAAAAAH!!! I mean, if the Redskins can’t beat em, no one can.
Peace the ford escort out to 60 Minutes & on-screen graphics pioneer Arthur Bloom, and to the band whom I thought would own the 00s, but never lived up to their thumcrdible potentialble, like Lunchables, after the release of the opus The Sophtware Slump, Grandaddy. A moment of silence, followed by listenage to G-dad’s ‘AM 180’ [decaf or live, via GVB], which for some reason always puts me in mood to ransack a grocery store with huggdorable British black chicks twenty-eight days after stuff happens!!
And war the spoon in to solo side projects by The REAL FF’s Matt Friedberger!! Not that I don’t love sistah Fried, but me hath always desired to hear more of yer voice, and since Eleanor can only sing, and put her boots back on [d-lode via AVC vs AVP], I didn’t think this desire would have hathed!!
Got a 11-14 yr-ld boy or a 10-12 yr-ld girl with dreams of becoming Noah Baumbach’s next Chicken or Pickle? Crick here for casting call infos for Mr Squid/Whale‘s next spliff
Her Future Royal Thighness, Camilla Belle, wants to hear from you, AOL-IM: Jill020306 | phone numba: 1-877-467-7674… juss don’t tell her that she smells like poo
1, 2, 3, Look at Mr Lee. 3, 4, 5, Oscar night, look for his hand to jive! Maybe now his Hulk will get the ‘spect it deserves (sands 10 min finale with Notle as Electro-Pointless-Man)
and still, their finest achievement is not the iPod, but the Lemonade Stand game [which u can find 4 d-lode here]
and while were taking a bite into/out of the dumbestist computer brand that isn’t a Wang, and who has only sir-vived today cause of those iPod things (I mean, they JUSS figured out the whole right mouse button bestness), here the ad that’s more IN-famous than El Guapo [aud], the 1984 Ridley Scottiefied Macintosh Super Bowl commercial
And although the love below is usually reserved for bouncy babes from here and abroad (oh lord, how i love dem broads!), doing tres hot things like getting licked by another woman, like Ms Pinder (appy polly lodges for the kinda sorta NSFW)
Today I would like to dedicate and entrusting all my usual pent-up en-thrusting behind the single white female greatestiest video logo to ever come from 1978, the WGBHone. You know which one I speak of, right? Its gots that noise thing that goes brudaddadoodadoo dad dooo dododdevvabvjfwssa!! Na? Well, if you’ve ever seen anything on PBS thats either boring, or boring, or both than you’ve heard that duhvavavdoo doouvavddooo noise thing!!! If not, here’s a snap of it, a link to the vid, and the aud file for your mp3/mash-upping pleasure (maybe mixed with Pat O’Brien, Rosie O’Donnell, and Howard Dean in an aural threesome to end all threesomes and things aural). Free tote bags for some, minature American flags for all!!
Freaking of, I think it was about thyme we had ourselves another one of dem Photoshop me corn head contests!!! This time there’s a theme: HISTORY. So take this, and these broken wings, learn to fly again, and let the magic begin. Winner gets a package of FUN stuff!! All submissions are due by next Thursday, the 26th by 11:01 PM EST (right after TV’s Invasion ends, and the William Fitchner fanta-sees begin!)
And if yer able to bring yer cpu into the shitter then Wikipedia(the fastest growing bestness site in the solar system (next to NUH.8k.com)’s Borat entry is the greatest shitter matz since Strunk & White AND Blanche Knott!!!! I mean, where else you gonna learn that the man who’s sister was awarded ‘best sex in mouth’ by the Almaty Chamber of Commerce has never washed his trademark suit? Or since Borat.KZ PTFO (peaced the fork out) that it has since been reborn as Borat.TV? Or mos pier one importantly: BORAT could be MAHIR 2.0. The similarities are so similar that this case that was never opened is now closed.
Kids, this Sunday marks the 2nd to last weekend of FOOOTBALLL(!?go steel-town?!) til the dog daze of summer roberts. Lettuce all revel in America’s FINEST sport (not up for debate cause the NBA blows goats, cept they do have those Ali G spots) and get more blottoed than Joe Namath humping Suzie Kolber’s leg. I KISS YOU!!!