i was mark polonia's boss goddammit! shit!
hi my name is carl perea and i was in this movie night crawlers right!? so anyway it was a badass fucking movie. im tellin ya. suspense baby. you were at the edge of yr seat from the beginning. when an old woman and her cat was killed by one of these "night crawlers". so mark goddamn polonia wanted to buy this house you see. expanding his family he decided the apartment didnt fit so well. so him the wife and the kid drive that ford tempo to check out this beauty.
but something seemed odd.
this house somewhere in utah was very cheap, and jesus it looked like a brilliant stucco from redford. why so cheap he begged the real estate agent. "well some woman went missing and was murdered." (okay so what does that have to do with the price?)
anyway mark goddamn polonia was giving me some shit at work. im his goddamn boss and i dont take no shit. he wanted a raise. so i pounded my fist on my desk telling him to get the fuck out of my office. that little pecker did, and flipped me off like a pro when the goddamn door was closed.
anyway enough about the movie and more about me "carl fuckin perea". so ok a bunch of people die, you get to see marks wifes sexy fat arm after some intense love making, a goddamn shitload of crawling through small spaces. needless to say he found a little gay flare gun and dropped it but somehow it destroyed the nightcrawlers spacecraft.
my ass.
like hell.
so i was in this movie, and i want some damn respect.
i took the wife and two kids out to a lovely dinner at ponderosa steakhouse.
but there was a 45 minute wait.
i say to the host (who was probably a goddamned gay)
"listen buddy im carl fuckin perea, and i want a goddamned table, and i want it RIGHT FUCKING NOW!"
they called the cops.
so we left.
goddamn its hard being a movie star in utah.
but something seemed odd.
this house somewhere in utah was very cheap, and jesus it looked like a brilliant stucco from redford. why so cheap he begged the real estate agent. "well some woman went missing and was murdered." (okay so what does that have to do with the price?)
anyway mark goddamn polonia was giving me some shit at work. im his goddamn boss and i dont take no shit. he wanted a raise. so i pounded my fist on my desk telling him to get the fuck out of my office. that little pecker did, and flipped me off like a pro when the goddamn door was closed.
anyway enough about the movie and more about me "carl fuckin perea". so ok a bunch of people die, you get to see marks wifes sexy fat arm after some intense love making, a goddamn shitload of crawling through small spaces. needless to say he found a little gay flare gun and dropped it but somehow it destroyed the nightcrawlers spacecraft.
my ass.
like hell.
so i was in this movie, and i want some damn respect.
i took the wife and two kids out to a lovely dinner at ponderosa steakhouse.
but there was a 45 minute wait.
i say to the host (who was probably a goddamned gay)
"listen buddy im carl fuckin perea, and i want a goddamned table, and i want it RIGHT FUCKING NOW!"
they called the cops.
so we left.
goddamn its hard being a movie star in utah.