A detailed and vague account of my escapist adventures, my treatise's on the world, social commentary, and homage to ninjas, dragons, and ninjas with dragon heads.

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Don't cry whitman, it's ok

O Date Movie! my Date Movie! our fearful trip is done;
My head has whacked every rack, the memory now has gone;
The eyes of tears, the whails I hear, the people are convulsing,
While follow ears the crappy jokes, the spoofs are grim repulsing:
  But O boobs! boobs! boobs!
    O the bouncing jugs are seen,
      But not in this movie though,
        Rated PG-thirteen.


now that's how you spoof,
me.

p.s. date movie sucked.