Nine More Weeks

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What A Drag?

So this new Vince Vaughn/ Mel Gibson movie Dragged Across Concrete sounds fucking dope!

Here is the plot from Wikipedia:

Two policemen, one an old-timer (Mel Gibson), the other his volatile younger partner (Vince Vaughn), find themselves suspended when a video of their strong-arm tactics become the media’s cause du jour. Low on cash and with no other options, these two embittered soldiers descend into the criminal underworld to gain their just due, but instead find far more than they wanted awaiting them in the shadows

Of course people reviewing it say it is racist, misogynistic, yadda, yadda, yadda.

Who cares? It sounds like it is going to be awesome. Reviewers don’t like it because this shows how people actually are and not how they think people should be.

I’m loving Vince Vaughn since his DUI. I love Mel Gibson since his DUI. Not to mention his hilarious audio tapes, blow me then Jacuzzi seems rather reasonable. I know it seems blasphemous for me to like him since he may not particularly care for Jews and I’m a Heeb, but what do you want he is Australian, they don’t like Jews, but who does? I’m sorry but all should be forgiven with Apocalypto. Great flick!

Anyway, can’t wait for this movie to drop. Looks like it will be a good one!

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Running Things, Son

I was on yet another stroll and I was thinking about random things and the time in high school this kid Pat came up to me and our mutual friend Jody and said, “I’ve got a big whatthafuck for you?”

He said it so quickly we both had no idea what he was saying. I said, “What?”

He responded, “A what-tha-fuck? Something that you see and makes you go what the fuck?”

I had no idea what made me think of this and then like I was Nostradamus, there it was. There were five college boys jogging in nothing but shorts. What the fuck?

They were all built and tanned. I was blatantly starring at them as they moved by me. What else was I to do?

Where did they come from and do they run this route daily at this time?

Of course, I’m old enough to be their mother, but they sure did give this old lady a delight.

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The Roof, The Roof, The Roof Is On Fire

I was going for a stroll the other morning and I was passing by a home that was getting new roofing.

As I walked closer I happened to notice that the roofers were fine as fuck.

They looked good, bronzed skin against those neon yellow t-shirts that were sort of tight and showed off their muscles.

Like these guys looked like they were a stripper version of what a roofer is.

Of course, being the pervert that I am the first thing that I thought was imagine if I just said, “Hi boys, do you know what an Eiffel Tower is?”

Why? Why do I think these things?

Anyway, I moseyed by and just did a head nod with a good morning. I still think I could’ve down okay with my opening line.

It’s a numbers game, you have to take some chances.

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