Bonkers. Mad. Raving.
"Bloody typical, they've gone back to metric without telling us"
"Care for a little necrophilia?"
+skreeellting invitation to a cosmetic surgery reveal
+the X on the pugs butthole
+volleyball in hazmat suits
Somehow JM had never cussin' seen this!! So naturally we all gorged ourselves on icecream and grinned the whole way through
"Center tagger lights a pinecone and chucks it over the basket and the whack-batter tries to hit the cedar stick off the cross rock, then the twig runners dash back and forth until the pinecone burns out and the umpire calls hotbox!!"
It's possible this movie gets better every time?? *whistle click click*