I had a busy night. I had to meet the couple who's wedding ceremony I performed this weekend at Kitty's because I forgot to sign their marriage certificate. Thanks to me, they've been living in sin since Saturday... They were a few minutes late, so I got to have a beer and catch up with my favorite bartender. After I signed their paperwork I had to hustle out to the movie theatre to meet BP, Double S, E, and F for a late night showing of House of Wax. It was crap. Paris Hilton did a strip tease and then got killed gruesomely. I know horror movies have never really been respectful of women, but this just seemed like the director was taking advantage of the poor retard. Come on, if I think your movie is sexist, you've really got a problem...


I refuse to see that movie...even if Paris is killed off.  


I should refuse to see more movies.  


im going to see starwars today...hope it isnt crap!  


I hear Darth Vader is Luke's father.  


this was my favorite scene in the movie...

"Hey, look! A House of Wax."

"Come on! What do you expect to find in there?"

Uhmm...well...I'm not sure. Maybe, I....I think there might...maybe there's some wax figures!!!!

intelligence does not permeate cheap horror movies.  


Or my blog. Yet I still stand out in front of my glass house, throwing rocks.  


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