Muscled men fighting
A blood lusting audience
Sport of the future
A blood lusting audience
Sport of the future
The movie is done! Well, shooting is, except for one scene. But there will be a rough cut soon so my two valued readers can see it before it premieres at Cannes. I kid of course, it will premiere at TIFF. Must support my Canadian roots! I do envy the French though, they sound so sophisticated with their almost intangible language. However, I do hate their use of potatoes in the culinary arts. No one's perfect right?
Moving on. KuJect is on it's way! What is KuJect you say? Who told you about KuJect is what I say! Was it Craig? That guy talks too much, he needs to keep his mouth shut. Don't lie, it was Craig wasn't it. Man I'm going to kick his ass when I see him. No? Who as it then? Don't lie to me damnit! Who's Abdul? How the hell does he know about my KuJect? Are you lying? You better not be, we won't be friends, and I mean that. No, I'm fucking serious, if I find out you're lying, we're done. Me and you, it's over. I will erase your number from my phone. Man I just know it's Craig. I'm so going to give him a piece of my mind when I see him. What? I said what? I never said I'd beat him up. You're lying again. Ok, ok, I got to go.
Hmm that was a tad strange, but keep an eye out for KuJect! It's coming and I'm going to keep it all secretive so as to build up anticipation. That's right, the two of you reading this will come and talk to me and ask what KuJect is and I'll pretend like I don't know what you're talking about. But that's neither here nor there. The following is brought to you by KuJect. KuJect, your only choice for feminine care!
I see something, just beyond those goats. I can't quite make out the shape of it's duodenum but I know it's sex is not unlike chess. They move with the grace of turtles of the teenage mutant variety, bobbing and weaving through the traffic of remote control yachts. As one of them nears I realize that I'm enjoying my pudding too much and take a step back to re-examine my life as an oligarch. Without warning it hurls itself at the silverware I had brought with me but missed due to the lack of depth perception my uncles collectively wield. Nevertheless I chose to take precautionary actions and had the sum of all my earnings for the last quarter of 1843 enclosed in a hamlet just south of awesome. It was there that she found me, she found me. Just a little late. Where were you, where were you?
That's enough of that. KuJect!
Moving on. KuJect is on it's way! What is KuJect you say? Who told you about KuJect is what I say! Was it Craig? That guy talks too much, he needs to keep his mouth shut. Don't lie, it was Craig wasn't it. Man I'm going to kick his ass when I see him. No? Who as it then? Don't lie to me damnit! Who's Abdul? How the hell does he know about my KuJect? Are you lying? You better not be, we won't be friends, and I mean that. No, I'm fucking serious, if I find out you're lying, we're done. Me and you, it's over. I will erase your number from my phone. Man I just know it's Craig. I'm so going to give him a piece of my mind when I see him. What? I said what? I never said I'd beat him up. You're lying again. Ok, ok, I got to go.
Hmm that was a tad strange, but keep an eye out for KuJect! It's coming and I'm going to keep it all secretive so as to build up anticipation. That's right, the two of you reading this will come and talk to me and ask what KuJect is and I'll pretend like I don't know what you're talking about. But that's neither here nor there. The following is brought to you by KuJect. KuJect, your only choice for feminine care!
I see something, just beyond those goats. I can't quite make out the shape of it's duodenum but I know it's sex is not unlike chess. They move with the grace of turtles of the teenage mutant variety, bobbing and weaving through the traffic of remote control yachts. As one of them nears I realize that I'm enjoying my pudding too much and take a step back to re-examine my life as an oligarch. Without warning it hurls itself at the silverware I had brought with me but missed due to the lack of depth perception my uncles collectively wield. Nevertheless I chose to take precautionary actions and had the sum of all my earnings for the last quarter of 1843 enclosed in a hamlet just south of awesome. It was there that she found me, she found me. Just a little late. Where were you, where were you?
That's enough of that. KuJect!
Pangea was here
We could all have been so close
Can't dwell on the past
We could all have been so close
Can't dwell on the past
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