linusvanpelt

I actually walked out of a movie yesterday. I made it thru about ten minutes of "The Clone Wars" before I physically started to feel ill. I can't imagine it got better after the opening scenes. It was noisy...VERY VERY noisy. The animation was ugly...VERY VERY ugly. There was so much being thrown at me as a viewer that it felt like my head was in some sort of psychedelic blender. I had never bailed out of a movie in the theatre before (tho' I came close with the George Clooney Batman which was the same kind of loud obnoxious bad, and this other Christopher Walken movie called "McBain" which was unpleasant in ways indescribable). The Clone Wars, far as I can surmise, was probably not conceived as a theatrical release, and should have gone straight to DVD and/or television. Maybe then its assualtive badness would have at least been scaled down. Trust me, this one is BAD.

I stayed at the Borgata Water Club on Saturday and was charged 19.00 for picking up a box and putting it down (apparently that's how their mini-bar works). I wrote down what the "Passion Kit" contains (I should have kept it since I ended up fucking paying for it). It included the following ($19.00):

2--Lubricated Prophylactics
2--Personal Lubricants
2-Obstetrical Towelettes
2-Oral Fixation Mint Packets
1-Massage Oil
2-Lover's Scratch-Off Games
1-Femme Fresh Wipe


Um, what exactly is a "Femme Fresh Wipe" and how is it different than a "Obstetrical Towelette"? The mind ponders. Humans can be plenty fucking gross.