waltzers; spinning round till you're blind and you throw up on yourself...paying to be taken to the pain threshold, almost passing out and being carried back to a carnie's trailer never to be seen again. The teacups just don't cut it im afraid. blockbuster's bargain basement 10 for £1 films-to-kill-your-brain-cells-and-mame-any-resemblence-of-a -personality.
leon (the obvious answer for anyone with a pulse, and some without), Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, I thought I was on acid just watching the damn film. The Lion in Winter cos the days were warmer then. Orphans, just for the immortal line 'She's not heavy, she's my mother'. Labyrinth, Bowie bearing all in those leather trousers. Empire records with perma tan himself....sexy rex-y. Footloose; every child in the 80's just wanted to be him (gender aside). Cry baby, oh ricki lake, you used to be so cool. I must take this opportunity to express my feelings on a certain visual make-your-eyes-bleed, premature-onset-of-unfortunate-prolapses atrocity masquerading as a film...'Ghost Dog'.....seriously geon?!? Tell me you were joking.
I have been deprived of television since 1989, is Dallas still running??
I can't read.......I'm deafblind
derek and clive...'get down'....'you fucking cunt cunt'.....'laugh, we nearly shat, we have not laughed so much since grandma caught her left tit in the mangle'. etc etc. The inventors of ultimate snap;what better way to waste your life. thomas crapper for the ingeneous toilet creation, without which we would be shitting in a hole in the ground, 'french camping site' style. and Bill Hicks of course...laugh till your vodka orange juice comes out your nose, then take his wise words as your own, dispense them freely and rid the world of fucking morons (and racist creationists).