Showing posts with label pants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pants. Show all posts

Saturday, July 18, 2009

THE GREATEST OPENING TWO MINUTES OF A MOVIE EVER

Harry Potter and the Dark Wizard in my Pants - or whatever the hell the title is - opened this weekend. It's receiving quite a bit of fanfare for the huge box office it's doing. I haven't seen it yet but I can guarantee that it doesn't have a better opening than this one. I imagine that if Mozart were alive today, seeing a bunch of half naked men riding in a giant shopping cart and punching each other to his tune "O Fortuna" (that dramatic music dubbed over the scene); he couldn't help but hug himself inside... not in a gay way though. It's like, some things just go together... like small pox and penicillin. Stay strong.



Wednesday, September 24, 2008

GEORGE BRETT SHIT HIS PANTS.

All this week I'm focusing on strategies to help us deal with the cratering economic disaster.  Monday was cleavage.  Yesterday was tips on how to stay calm.  Tonight's strategy is this: count your blessings.  Instead of thinking about how you'll now have to work until age 78 before you can retire, try and concentrate on the things you're blessed with.  Take, for example... oh... I don't know... um... well, like not having a huge "double tapered" shit nesting in your grape smuggler (ie., underwear), like George Brett.  Honestly, I don't even know what the hell a "double tapered shit" is but it sounds like good old George has some major league fecal issues on his hands - literally.  Stay strong... and continent.

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