Friday, April 15, 2011

Oh my, Coupon Suzy!

This isn't really movie related but, have you seen the commercial starring "Coupon Suzy"? I think it's for a website or something. I don't really know because I can't stop staring at her ridiculously huge chest in her tight, awful green shirt to really pay attention.

After seeing it a few more times, I have it figured out though. Suzy is selling a bra that allows women to up their cup size while also storing money saving coupons. This advanced padded bra technology allows the breast-challenged females of the world a way to feel valued while also providing budget saving values. Genius!

What woman wouldn't want to go through the day feeling self-confident and ogled while storing "buy two, get one free" goodies on one boob and being gently comforted by the Gorton Fisherman and his promise of fifty cents off two boxes of fish planks under the other?

Kudos! (btw Suzy, which tit has the coupon for those?)

Return of the, aw whatever...

I wonder if the Emperor's dad
helped him rebuild it?
Okay, I'm back. After the little water "mishap" in the basement last month, we are well on our way to having things all fixed up and redone. More reviews will follow soon. What a disappointment the whole thing was though. Still, it's kind of like what happened to the Death Star in the original (and best) Star Wars movie.

Sure, it was a great space station. I'm sure the Emperor put alot of thought into just what he wanted and how things should look on his giant orb of doom. The perfect shade of gray, giant laser, docking bays out the ass, trash compactors... green light that shit! I'm sure he was all like, "Hell yes, this thing is ready! Blow up Alderaan!" 

Who can blame him for being excited?

Well, he forgot about that little exhaust port on the ass end of the thing and look what happened. Luke flies down the trench, fires a couple of proton torpedoes and just like a Kurt Cobain shotgun blast, KA-BLAM!, the whole thing was over. Now substitute the Death Star with my basement and a couple of faulty sump pumps for proton torpedoes, and you end up with my original basement out of commission. Bummer.

The guy on the left. WTF?

So now, just like the Empire, I'm rebuilding. No, it won't be radically different but things have been redone with little safeguards here and there. I'm hoping we get a much better go of things this time around. At least until another weakness is found and Billy Dee and vagina face decide to blow my shit up.