You don't get scared? How about I jump out of the closet and stab you?

I just finished watching What Lies Beneath for the who knows what time. I love it.

I thought that acting like a real man went out with the 90s. Nowadays, it's romantic when a man cries. It's romantic when he squeezes his girlfriend's hand during the scary parts.

WRONG.

Apparently it's still fashionable for real men to scoff and shake their head in shame while watching a scary film.

I've got an idea. Perhaps you shouldn't watch scary movies if they don't scare you. Perhaps you should go lift weights and have sex with a few high school cheerleaders. And hurry up before you grow old and you can't have sex anymore.

Oh wait, real men don't age. I forgot about that, too.

Where the hell are all my black friends? I know that Sheri "GET YO ASS OUT OF THE HOUSE, BITCH, RUN!" Bradford wouldn't let me down.

Labels: , , ,


1 Comments:

Please link to this site
http://vegetablesoupdiet.blogspot.com/
http://vuitton-miumiu.blogspot.com/

11:09 PM
 

Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]