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Okay, people on LJ may or may not know this, but I love watching the Cinema Snob. I don't consider myself a fan of exploitation flicks, being the squeamish person I am, but damn, the Snob's humor goes right in line with mine~ ♥ I shared his videos with James and now we're both fans. The movies the Snob reviews and the jokes he makes becomes injokes among James and I.
And now, I have a greater respect for the Cinema Snob than ever. Why? Because he has a stronger stomach than both of us combined. *salute* Case in point. James and I trying to watch Pink Flamingos. (His idea, not mine.)
Me: Hey, this isn't so bad.
Screen: *shows the chicken scene*
Me: ...Um.
Then after urm... the syringe scene, and the short scene after that (where our main villains announce their diabolical plans to ruin Divine's birthday), we had to stop the movie.
MY BRAINS. I WILL NEVER BE CLEAN AGAIN. DDD: *hedgehog hiss forever* I'm... actually glad that we didn't continue this movie. Usually I'm a stickler about watching the entire thing when it comes to books/movies/whatever, but... considering what happens in Pink Flamingos for the ending, I don't think I'll regret not seeing it.
James and I went to watch South Park (aka a Cute Episode with Butters, and Stan being sad because Wendy broken up with him) and I'm still waiting to heal. I wanted to watch FAKE for a remedy, but it wasn't available on Netflix. Noooooooes. ;;
We're going to bed, 'cause I'm having my first sleepover~ ♥ I'll just have to scrub the images of Pink Flamingos by reading one of my new Raggedy Ann books. Yeeeah. *picks up Paper Dragon* SAVE ME JOHNNY GRUELLE. TAKE ME AWAY TO FAIRY TALE LANDS WITH FRIENDLY WOODLAND CREATURES WHO SPEAK OF KINDNESS AND BENEVOLENCE AND EVERYTHING IS PURE. I WAS A KID ONCE. REALLY. I PROMISE I WON'T MAKE PERVERTED JOKES ABOUT RAGGEDY ANDY. REALLY. (Okay, he's still gay, but it's an adorable innocent cute gay. No sex here. SEE? There's still hope for me. ;; *whimper*)
James apologizes for showing Pink Flamingos. It's okay, I forgive him~ ♥
And now, I have a greater respect for the Cinema Snob than ever. Why? Because he has a stronger stomach than both of us combined. *salute* Case in point. James and I trying to watch Pink Flamingos. (His idea, not mine.)
Me: Hey, this isn't so bad.
Screen: *shows the chicken scene*
Me: ...Um.
Then after urm... the syringe scene, and the short scene after that (where our main villains announce their diabolical plans to ruin Divine's birthday), we had to stop the movie.
MY BRAINS. I WILL NEVER BE CLEAN AGAIN. DDD: *hedgehog hiss forever* I'm... actually glad that we didn't continue this movie. Usually I'm a stickler about watching the entire thing when it comes to books/movies/whatever, but... considering what happens in Pink Flamingos for the ending, I don't think I'll regret not seeing it.
James and I went to watch South Park (aka a Cute Episode with Butters, and Stan being sad because Wendy broken up with him) and I'm still waiting to heal. I wanted to watch FAKE for a remedy, but it wasn't available on Netflix. Noooooooes. ;;
We're going to bed, 'cause I'm having my first sleepover~ ♥ I'll just have to scrub the images of Pink Flamingos by reading one of my new Raggedy Ann books. Yeeeah. *picks up Paper Dragon* SAVE ME JOHNNY GRUELLE. TAKE ME AWAY TO FAIRY TALE LANDS WITH FRIENDLY WOODLAND CREATURES WHO SPEAK OF KINDNESS AND BENEVOLENCE AND EVERYTHING IS PURE. I WAS A KID ONCE. REALLY. I PROMISE I WON'T MAKE PERVERTED JOKES ABOUT RAGGEDY ANDY. REALLY. (Okay, he's still gay, but it's an adorable innocent cute gay. No sex here. SEE? There's still hope for me. ;; *whimper*)
James apologizes for showing Pink Flamingos. It's okay, I forgive him~ ♥