Al reminds me of one of those old broads in a B-flick that gets stabbed over and over, yet comes back to terrorize her children. They've done their best to rid themselves of the awful witch that completely screwed them up...whipped them with coat hangers...bathed them in ice water...spit on their faces to clean "kid mud" off...but the old bitty won't just go ahead and die and go on to hell.
The sad thing is that when Grover says "the generation coming on is...fully committed to this kind of transformation," I fear that he might be right.
And what's up with T. Boone? So, he's like 142 years old, and the chick next to him (I'm assuming that's his great, great, great, great granddaughter) are obviously concerned about the burden laid on T. Boone's ggggggggrandchildren. Sheesh...Can anyone say "Goldwater Syndrome?"
Friday, March 6, 2009
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