
I’m rid of my sins but I still feel full of shit.
2) Urine:
Only a million piss’s left before my little dick rots.
3) Christ:
We got jealous, cause his dad could kick our dads ass.
4) Piss/God:
Your body, leaves my body, but I wish it could have stayed.
The International Syndicate of Cult Film Critics aim to celebrate shoddy B-movies and straight-to-video films. We will cover these flicks fondly, with tongues firmly kept in our cheeks. The one thing we ask of those who contribute to the Club is that you must watch the film in its entirety, even if this means having to strap yourself down onto a chair and getting your eyelids locked out like Alex DeLarge from ‘A Clockwork Orange’. It is imperative that you absorb the visual treats.
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"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.




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