I started losing it here. XDNothing seems to matter, the universe is cold and uncaring. The timer on the movie seems to crawl forward. Eat at Arby's.
....I have many questions...Meanwhile a ghost farts the cube thing into his hand and he's transported mentally to the Naked Trashbag Room.
Boy, that might have improved his performance."I feel like something is inside of me" he replies. Flanged base Breen, flanged base. Be smart, be safe.
You will riff forever, shiny and chrome...I'm writing this at the speed its happening. We're rocketing through scenes on a Rocket Toboggan, there are no brakes or drogue chutes. Valhalla.
And no one ever gets a happy ending?Breen edits like he makes love: Sudden hard shifts broken up by lurching and confusion.
Who carpets a bathroom?
Brits of a certain generation and social stratum.
Speaking as Someone who watches far more HGTV than I should. It's a problem I've seen numerous times and I never understand it.
For some reason, out of all the batshit insanity of this movie the one thing that really gets me is the five laptops.
Double Down also has tuna and a pointless satellite dish, in addition to a billion laptops.For some reason, out of all the batshit insanity of this movie the one thing that really gets me is the five laptops.
The stupidest part of this is that he's a fucking architect (according to Wikipedia anyway).
So you know, he designs fucking buildings. And so presumably has to deal with this thing called "flooring".
Just to be clear, Neil Breen is an architect. Not his character. The man himself.