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>I'm bout to go tell all my latte buddies about that joke, if >they aren't too busy drinking latte that is!!!
Shit, tell them to bring their lattes with them.
>Hey guy if you want to join us, come on by, in a few hours >we're also gonna be starting up our chainsaws and mowing down >our strawmen, just before we do our annual Pulp Fiction >marathon (all Pulp Fiction, all day yo!!!).
But will you have briefcases with you?
You may not have >heard of Pulp Fiction, usually only us film snobs know about >it. It's this movie directed by Jesus Christ I mean Quentin >Tarantino. I don't know about you, but I just can't get enough >of how deep and artsy that movie is, especially that part when >Sam Jackson says fuck.
Dude, that was ill. Fornication Under the Consent of the King. He was, of course, referring to Jesus Christ himself, and the briefcase represented the fornication between you and your bad posts.
>Also, you seem like a guy that might like the new movie by >Kawastilakjakmani. He's this foreign guy that makes awesome >subtitled movies that are way deep and will maybe never be >released in the US--which is partly what makes it so cool!
Yeah, except that one Asian film tarantino directed... ...House of Flying Crouching Heroes.
>Much better than that Tyler Perry garbage that shames black >people everywhere!
Dude,
What a disgrace.
>You'd love it, ninja!
What Ninja? The one in House of Flying Crouching Heroes?
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