No King Kong
I went with Hazel, Gabe and Nick to see the new King Kong last night and as I told Miss Rachel, came out of it thinking "fuck Peter Jackson." There is a certian skill to editing and knowing when to let certian things go, he does not have it.Anyway, the best was actually after the movie when we went back to St. Mark's to pick up Hazel's scooter. After having sat through such a looooong movie she ran into the Thin Man next door to use the bathroom. When she came out she ran into Tyron, the awesome gay barista from next door and the following conversation took place:
Hazel:sorry, i know you are closing, i just needed to use the bathroom. i just saw king kong
Tyron: was it any good? was the leading lady annoying?
H: a little. not too painful though
T: how about the lead guy, did he run around without a shirt?
H: adrian brody? not really, he ran down a hallway
T: lame. was there any sex?
H: nope.
T: did King Kong have a huge penis?
H: NO! There wasn't one there!
T: What?! I'm sorry no ding dong no king kong
posted by lulu @ 2:14 PM
1 Comments:
Alex, I have to agree with you.
Also, I know I am a freak, but somehow when I read "Hazel's scooter" the first time, somehow my brain saw "Hazel's cooter". It doesn't even make sense, I know. But now I want to watch the Daily Show report on the Cooter Festival
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