Speaking of which, I was laughing with maniacal glee the other night. I was watching House of Wax, that atrocious film with atrocious acting (complete with the requisite black guy who, you know, would get killed first, because that's how the rules in the perverted horror universe works), skanks who can't afford a decent shirt to cover them all up, and Jared Padalecki. Somebody should have warned him that his skills against the supernatural forces won't work with twisted, faceless, lost mama's boys.
The best thing was that mid-way through the film, Paris Hilton was killed! WAHAHHAHAHHAHA! It was a dream come true for me, watching the bitch getting the most ridiculous death in cinematic history.
Still keeping my fingers crossed the real person would meet the same fate. And then I'd celebrate! WahahhaHHAHAHA!
The best thing was that mid-way through the film, Paris Hilton was killed! WAHAHHAHAHHAHA! It was a dream come true for me, watching the bitch getting the most ridiculous death in cinematic history.
Still keeping my fingers crossed the real person would meet the same fate. And then I'd celebrate! WahahhaHHAHAHA!
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