[So Badou awoke like most of you mannorians or whatever you're called did when you first arrived in this wondrous wintery wonderland of expensive crap, screaming babies and drunk couples. Except in a less sexy manner and there wasn't a dead hooker under the bed. It was magical, it was splendid, there were countless ways to rub up against some drunk ( Read more... )

( Cut just to be safe, this ain't no Scream, mang )

[There is the compelling, majestic and liberating shot of a crotch on the feed for about ten minutes, before the crotch disappears from view with a rustle of the camera, lots of green shrubbery, and some cursing. And then Badou’s kawaii dirt smudged face comes into view, and he’s scowling. That can’t be good. Because that‘s only so much time ( Read more... )