Suck me, beautiful.

Yeah.

Blueberry - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0276830/

The Brotherhood of the Wolf - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0237534/

It seems that I lost my free GameSpot complete today.

And Million Dollar Baby was overrated as hell. Hotel Rwanda owned, though.

http://www.imdb.com/user/ur2832663/boards/

Well, I just watched an hour-long DVD of his at a friend's house tonight, and his comedy was absolutely mind-numbing. He is, without a doubt, the worst comedian alive. Now, before I saw his set tonight, I only knew of his idiotic catchphrase, Git-R-Done. I'd always thought that he used as a punchline or something, but no. He'd just pepper his stupid jokes with it occasionally, and it never had any relevance to what he was saying. For example, his typical use of the phrase went something like this: "Damn, I hate shaving. It makes me itch. Git-R-Done! I always bleed and have to use a roll of toilet paper." Plus, whenever one of his jokes flopped, he'd add a quick "Git-R-Done!" to which the moronic audience would go wild. And following all his particularly offensive jokes, he'd say something like, "I'm sorry, Lord. Please forgive me for that. It was wrong. Please bless all the starving Pygmies in New Guinea." Now, not only did that little routine get old after the first time, and he repeated about twenty more, but it doesn't even make sense. Pygmies are a tribe of people who live in central Africa, and New Guinea is an island north of Australia. What a dumb ass.

The joke that seemed to be the funniest, according to the drooling audience's clapping, was one about a dreamcatcher and Heidi Klum. He'd been ranting about worthless products, and then he mentioned how he hated dreamcatchers, saying that he already had one, his underwear. He went on to talk about how he could see bits and pieces of his old dreams in his underwear, and he pointed one out, saying, "That's the time I had a dream about Heidi Klum." Yes, folks, that was probably his best joke, and it's easy to see even that one su-ked. And besides those side-splitters, Larry the Cable Guy played a guitar embossed with a Confederate flag, criticized immigrants, talked about shaving his genitals, and generally lived up to his redneck reputation. The thought that this man sells out entire venues and has earned a television show makes me sad. In conclusion, Larry the Cable Guy su-ks.

It was enjoyable, but the original's still better.

And I saw City of God yesterday. That movie was sweet.

Better living through chemistry. The blue pill opens your eyes. Is there a better way? A new religion prescribed to those without the faith. A hero holding a knife, and blood is not enough. Is it too late to go back? Is it too late to go? There's no one here, but people everywhere. You're on your own. Let's see if I'm hearing this right, is it just that I should take a never-ending supply to carry out the day? Your idols burn in the fire, and mine come crawlin' up. I'm reclaiming my mind, destroying everyone. There's no one here, but people everywhere. You're all alone.

Anyway, I'm going to listen to some rap music and beat on some midgets.

Dear horse god, I don't pray to you often.

Sometimes, I doubt you even exist.

But, if you do, please stamp your hoof once.