theshinobi

It's that time again, "What's My Hand Smell Like Today?"
Today's Smell: like a robot with metallic gonorrhea pissed on my fucking hand while I slept, gross


Truant Theatrical Release Ratings:
Batman Begins ... C +
Blade: Trinity ... F +
Constantine ... C +
The Devil's Rejects ... B
High Tension ... C
The Hitch-Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy ... C
The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou ... A
Ong-Bak: The Thai Warrior ... C +
Sin City ... A
War of the Worlds ... B -

I think i'm goin to be glad when I'm done. I'll finally get to do important shit I've been holding off for weeks, instead of coming here and reading all this mindless/mindful drivel. It's such a sad state of affairs that I'm not even thinking about the titties anymore. But I'm sure there are plenty of nerds that are more than making up for my lack of tattooed/pierced tit/pussy E-appreciation. Maybe it's just my issue w/ what's considered female beauty. My nigh-insane 60 yr old history teacher once said, and I don't know why I'll never forget this, "Good looking girls are a dime a dozen. Come back when you're 30 and still in shape, then we'll talk."
I'm mostly paraphrasin here, I never paid too much attention in the mornings.