I remember what I was like before I saw those movies. Wide eyed...innocent. Don;t watch them Sqarr, there is no coming back from it.

He calls out his own name during sex. And instead of dirty talk he says thing like ‘Oh god, brown bunny was so fucking good. SO FUCKING GOOD!’

Usually I can laugh off bad movies and sometimes I even watch bad movies TO SEE THE FUNNIES.

There I was, going about my life and then BAM, Vincent Gallo. It will take me DAYS to forget his smarmy face.

He seems like the type of person who has mirrors, EVERYWHERE so he can see himself at all angles AT ALL TIMES.

It is SO bad. The only movie I can think of that was as terrible was Boondock Saints 2.

Hold on. So this women thought it was Vincent Gallo and she was into it? Like, she was voluntarily talking to Vincent Gallo? AND WANTED TO MEET HIM?

You should watch Brown Bunny. It is...THE BEST MOVIE THAT WAS EVER CREATED.

DAMN IT. If I can touch the shoulders MAYBE. Just look at them? ehhhh.

TOTALLY Flanders, he has the christian skills to pay the bills.

Colorado is way too pretty and the air quality is way too good. I don’t trust it. If my surroundings aren’t trying to destroy me I get paranoid.

It is different for him, he is a #ROCKSTAR. He is probably also #BLESSED.

Me too, they are cute and she seems like she adores the bebe.

I totally just muttered ‘Stupid sexy lochte’ like ‘Stupid sexy flanders’

1.) Swimmers and their shoulders. GODDAMN.

You know what isn’t awful? THEM SHOULDERS. Goddamn swimmers.

Seriously. I BOUGHT HEELS. And I never wore them again! I DEMAND SWEET, SWEET, BOOZY SATISFACTION.

You know, now that I think about it I could be wrong about the header thing. I remember when they removed the word women. I thought I remembered feminism being one of the words butttttt, I think I might be wrong.

But it is sunday! Women aren’t allowed to be seen on the lords day!

I have only been to one wedding and THERE WAS NO BAR. And it was my uncle, who is a known drinker. A BIG DRINKER. But they invited their priest to the after party and didn’t want to look bad. MY UNCLE HAD A FLASK THOUGH.