I go with the kids!
Who the hell told that piece-of-chicken teenage douchebag Zac Efron he could act? I mean, who is this little fucknuts, and why is he a multimillionaire? Why do cheese-eating fools like him get all the money and fame and chicks? If there were any justice in this old scarred world, Martin Starr would be declared a god and get to eat Zac Efron’s BBQ-sauced heart on a kebab (bits of which would alternate with cubes of Shia LeBeouf’s flesh, some onions and bell peppers, and the eyeballs of various personages starring on The Hills).
I mean, not that he would want to. He might even be vegetarian, for all I know. But – you know. Metaphorically.
I mean, not that he would want to. He might even be vegetarian, for all I know. But – you know. Metaphorically.
Labels: balls in YOUR mouth sir, movie rules, rando, that's what your mom said, they ain't takin the TEE-vee, way too old for this kind of shit anymore
posted by Gleemonex at 4:05 PM
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I can't get angry enough about Prop 8 (and I live in Tennessee), and the right wing freaknuts are driving me out of my fucking mind, OUT. OF. MY. MIND. And of course I don't have the sack to get political on my blog, because "and I live in Tennessee" BUT none of that will stop me from going to see High School Musical 3. NOTHING! :)
Heh. To each her (totally demented) own ... ;-)
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