Beware the movie quotes
Chuck's been gone for a couple days now. He left on Sunday. His visits are never long enough, as we were having tons of fun!
We watched Super Troopers one day, and for the rest of his trip we quoted the movie. "Mother of God." "You boys like Mexico?" "Littering and... littering and... littering and smokin' the reefer." "The snozzberries taste like snozzberries." "I'm freakin' out, man." "You are freakin' out... man." "Who wants a mustache ride?" See? It gets tiresome, don't it? But not for us!
Also, after watching that movie, we were prompted to make the best purchase of our lives. We went to Wal-Mart and picked up matching pairs of State Trooper glasses. They're really reflective sunglasses and they look awesome. Seriously, if you needed a mirror, you could use the outside of these sunglasses.
The day before Chuck left, we watched Army of Darkness. And then, in addition to endlessly quoting Super Troopers, we quoted Ash from Army of Darkness. "See how that works?" "Hail to the king, baby." "First you wanna kill me, then you wanna kiss me. Blow." There are more, but they're harder to type out. One requires a noise that I can't spell.
Chuck and I saw I Am Legend together. Oh, and Dad came with. It was pretty cool. I wish the zombie guys weren't CG, but oh well. It's especially cool in the beginning. I love the first half of the movie the best. Will Smith is phenomenal. I love him.
I bought Hairspray. That made Chuck sad, so I waited until he was gone to watch it. I've seen Hairspray! Whoooo! And I liked it. And I basked in the gloriousness that is Zac Efron. There, I said it. But he's just so pretty! I kinda wanna watch him lick his hand again and run it over his hair.
I also bought something that made Chuck even more sad. I bought Blake Lewis's CD. Saw it at Wal-Mart and had to give it a shot. Upon first listen I had decided that he sucked. I labeled his music as cheesy, overproduced, teenybopper pop/hip hoppy crap. And so, I listened to it for a second and a third time. Had to give him another chance. And now I find myself liking it. I said to Chuck, "Oh, this is horrible." He was like, "What?" I said, "I listened to Blake Lewis again and now I find myself liking him." Chuck said, "Well, stop it!" But I can't. :( Trust me, the lyrics are seriously awful, but I just find it all so catchy now. I have been brainwashed!
Also? The PBFE will be the death of me. Again.
We watched Super Troopers one day, and for the rest of his trip we quoted the movie. "Mother of God." "You boys like Mexico?" "Littering and... littering and... littering and smokin' the reefer." "The snozzberries taste like snozzberries." "I'm freakin' out, man." "You are freakin' out... man." "Who wants a mustache ride?" See? It gets tiresome, don't it? But not for us!
Also, after watching that movie, we were prompted to make the best purchase of our lives. We went to Wal-Mart and picked up matching pairs of State Trooper glasses. They're really reflective sunglasses and they look awesome. Seriously, if you needed a mirror, you could use the outside of these sunglasses.
The day before Chuck left, we watched Army of Darkness. And then, in addition to endlessly quoting Super Troopers, we quoted Ash from Army of Darkness. "See how that works?" "Hail to the king, baby." "First you wanna kill me, then you wanna kiss me. Blow." There are more, but they're harder to type out. One requires a noise that I can't spell.
Chuck and I saw I Am Legend together. Oh, and Dad came with. It was pretty cool. I wish the zombie guys weren't CG, but oh well. It's especially cool in the beginning. I love the first half of the movie the best. Will Smith is phenomenal. I love him.
I bought Hairspray. That made Chuck sad, so I waited until he was gone to watch it. I've seen Hairspray! Whoooo! And I liked it. And I basked in the gloriousness that is Zac Efron. There, I said it. But he's just so pretty! I kinda wanna watch him lick his hand again and run it over his hair.
I also bought something that made Chuck even more sad. I bought Blake Lewis's CD. Saw it at Wal-Mart and had to give it a shot. Upon first listen I had decided that he sucked. I labeled his music as cheesy, overproduced, teenybopper pop/hip hoppy crap. And so, I listened to it for a second and a third time. Had to give him another chance. And now I find myself liking it. I said to Chuck, "Oh, this is horrible." He was like, "What?" I said, "I listened to Blake Lewis again and now I find myself liking him." Chuck said, "Well, stop it!" But I can't. :( Trust me, the lyrics are seriously awful, but I just find it all so catchy now. I have been brainwashed!
Also? The PBFE will be the death of me. Again.