Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Very Important Stuff...






Nearly fell off my surfboard. Looking for a piccy of Evil Lyn and found this very poor review of Masters of The Universe in some sort of blog sheet called movie reviews. The reviewer didn't seem to know why he/she goes to the movies in the first place. If you want a message then go Western Union. If you want a couple of hours of ripsnorting bang bang shoot em up then this is the move for you. The movie has a story, great characters, cinematography, drama you name it and no amount fo post modernistic weaseling and fudging can disguise the fact that Masters Of The Universe is one of the greatest flicks ever made! 









Very important stuff. Lately on the radio I hear the latest lot of culture vultures going on about this movie being important and this song being important.
Like to who dude?
What is more important is all the dweebs with tight underpants and too much soap in their armpits getting of their asses and having a look out the back to see how much shit is dribbling out of the waste pipe.
How clean and green is that?
Nobody round here wants to do the hard yards.
they want to speak and be obeyed like pumped up little popinjays with fantasies of omnipotence.
In another land...
Looking at Dylan's 'She Belongs To Me'. A 12 bar if I ever heard one.
Gonna do it in A and try and transfer all the moves I have in E into A.
It helps to pass the time you know.
Hope you like the piccies of the Huns.
They started out as interceptors but the threat never materialised and they became mud movers.


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