This movie makes me want to smoke a cigarette, drink a fifth of whiskey, and then slug some guy just for the hell of it.
I don't smoke, and I don't really care for whiskey.
But you better believe that guy has it coming.
Bastard.
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Comments (2)
You don't want to rip out his junk with your hand, or at least shoot him in the crotch? ;)
Posted by shanna | April 2, 2005 6:14 AM
Posted on April 2, 2005 06:14
I don't care what he did. There's never any call to handle another man's berries.
Posted by Matthew | April 3, 2005 1:07 AM
Posted on April 3, 2005 01:07