Oi Pricks
Writing a book thing. Might tell you when it's done or at the halfway point or something.
A world renowned philosopher.
According to studies obesity makes you depressed, lazy, unathletic, dumb, ugly, smelly, and a bunch of other stuff, which I refuse to use bigger words for because they fail to get to the point.
What the hell? They used the SAME FECKING MIDGET.
Labels: film
I heard that, when they were bringing up the idea of making Santa Claus thinner, they were actually fecking serious. It's like they don't even consider thinking about their ideas before they say them. I mean just listen to that idea. Just say "Santa Clause needs to loose weight" out loud. If that's not one of the stupidest things you could possibly say, I don't know what is. How the hell would you explain to the children why Santa lost weight. The fat bastard has no conceivable reason for loosing weight because Santa Clause is immortal, married, lives in the middle of nowhere, and no one ever sees him. What the hell sort of motivation could he possibly have.
Labels: fat, fat kid, fatty, obese, Santa Claus, terrible idea
I have a theory that all this shit about humans being bad in District 9 and Avatar stems from stuff people saw in childhood, such as Bambi. And the way they get the audience to side against the humans, is by portraying the non-humans as adorable and portraying the humans almost one dimensionally as well as ugly.
Labels: aliens, elves, film, human, romances involving a species superior to our own
Labels: horror, romances involving a species superior to our own, vampires
I thought it would be a good idea to write the 10 basic truths that this blog has gone over:
I restarted this account or whatever and I haven't ranted in three years. As you can probably guess, I'm out of practice, so without further adieu, let's get started.
Labels: comics, human, mutant, priests, speculative fiction, superheroes
I was originally going to write a rant about traveling, but I made the mistake of letting one of my family members read it--out loud. I don't know if it is the same for everyone's family members, but when my family members read something I wrote out loud they make it sound like it sucks. I remember giving something to my father that I wrote for school when I was twelve, and he made it sound like it was written by a seven year old who was making a pathetic attempt to sound enthusiastic which might be the reason why I try to avoid showing enthusiasm any more, so in conclusion, letting a family member read something out loud, which you wrote can mentally scar you for life(or at least that's the way it is with me). Anyway, I gave it to my sister, and even though it was supposed to be funny, she read it like she was reading the obituaries or being interviewed about her parents being brutally murdered. You get the idea(and if you don't, the idea was that she sounded like she was going to burst into tears). Don't get me wrong. She had good intentions. She even added onto it and at first I wasn't discouraged, but over time, I got too discouraged to put the rant on the internet, even though it would be easy because I could have just copied it off the piece of paper I wrote it on and spent three days writing it. I don't mean to jump the shark by writting about current shite and my life, but its not like there was a shark to jump(I suck at wordplay). What I mean by that is, if you haven't noticed, this blog is not something extremely popular(or at least not at the moment) therefore, I have no fans, so they can't complain about it which is both a blessing and a curse. Anyway, to prove this, I'd like to point out that my sister's my space account has almost as many as my profile here and does she offer a joke or an opinion. The answer is NO. In fact she just chats on the website with her friends which goes sort of like this:
Labels: family, message boards, my space, this blog