...and then I don't feel so bad
Because it's about a million degrees out here and I have a hangover and a sunburn, I'm posting videos that make me happy.
I like this song, but it's really the intro to this that makes me gleeful: "I went over and politely knocked on the door, and then I politely beat the shit out of him."
This is just awesome. And weird. Awesomely weird.
I have a tragic and entirely incurable love of bad dance music. And this is hot.
Scathing and hilarious. I love summer blockbusters and pretty much uniformly loathe 'serious intellectual movies', and this is why.
This (like pretty much everything Pink Floyd did) actually disturbs the hell out of me, but there's something wonderful about it all the same.
Click to viewI like this song, but it's really the intro to this that makes me gleeful: "I went over and politely knocked on the door, and then I politely beat the shit out of him."
This is just awesome. And weird. Awesomely weird.
I have a tragic and entirely incurable love of bad dance music. And this is hot.
Scathing and hilarious. I love summer blockbusters and pretty much uniformly loathe 'serious intellectual movies', and this is why.
This (like pretty much everything Pink Floyd did) actually disturbs the hell out of me, but there's something wonderful about it all the same.