I forget who it was but somebody told me a while back to stop whining about the subway prices because it was the same thing as driving to work every day and buying gas. Well let me know the next time you walk up to your Honda and some dude is leaned up against the tires with his pants down and a pile of shit under his ass and a fat ass homeless bum is in the passenger seat pissing his pants. Oh and then you pull out of your spot and some drunk asshole rolls down your window and pukes on your face. Only $104 cheap bucks a month to get crammed in a tiny car full of misery and human waste! Can’t beat it!
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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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