Hung out with the guys tonight. Watched the Patriots beat the Jags in spite of the refs. Then we put this bad boy into the DVD player:



This movie is fucking brilliant in its awfulness. It was made in 1983 and just reeks of the times. The acting? Awful. The Long Island accents? Excruciating. The plot? Predictable. But the kills are fantastic and the ending is top notch. It's a great movie to watch while drunk or high or just in the mood for a junk food flick. I urge you to go into this movie blind. Don't research it. Don't read anything about it. Just rent it (netflix it) and enjoy. You'll thank me later.

Uschi said:
I won't rape you, I'll just fuck you 'till it hurts and then not stop and you'll cry.

MisterJLA: RACKS so hard, he called Jim Rome "Chris Everett." In Him, all porn is possible. He is far above mentions in so-called "blogs." RACK him, lest ye be lost!

"I can't even brush my teeth without gagging!" - Tommy Tantillo: Wank & Cry, heckpuppy, and general laughingstock

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