I give this blog one finger for unmitigated horseshit
For some reason, I thought the Filthy Critic got run over by a bus or something, and had therefore stopped posting his movie reviews. Because, you see, he was supposed to be dead. So couldn't type. Or see. Or think.
Anyhow, glad, and chagrined, to find out that I was misled. Someone's going to pay. Oh yes; I see a belay accident coming soon.
Tuesday, June 29, 2004
Rantings of an almost middle-aged man-child. Lowly tech-writer by day, but amazingly virile superhero when I dream.
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