went to watch Iron Man with James, Thaddeus and Jerome today.

they gave it a rating of PG Violence, but that isnt really suitable.

it should be on the advertisements CBKNNFCKYOU100 Extreme Violence Extreme Sexual Nudity Extreme Sexual Scenes Extreme Orgasmic Moments Extreme Nonsensical Change of Scenes Extremely Long Credits and I Dont Know How So Many Ratings Can Fit Onto The Small Print At The Bottom Of This Ad.

fine, Tony Stark talks with some chick from the press, i forgot for what. and all of a sudden, the scene changes into two of them having intense sex on a bed that looks like its going to collapse. i have heard of sex to sort out arguments, but this is a bit too rough. XD

considering the 9/11 incident, i know terrorists are kind of stupid to be blind enough to crash a plane right through the big WTC building, but at least they are smarter than the pilot who was in there. the terrorists in I.M. were like having a Happy Meal outside while Iron Man-Man and his good baldy friend were noisily constructing a gigantic robotic metal suit with over a thousand wires and screws and running on some nuclear power. how nice of the terrorists to give them such a quiet working environment. in the end Iron Man got out of the seemingly long cave by purely Pepsiman stunts. surely they hadnt thought of the hollow and small back of their dungeon leading to freedom.

im not joking when i say that the credits are longer than Farhan's penis erected. it nearly ran for over 10 minutes, with the accompaniment of some classical piece. very thoughtful of them to help bore us to sleep. and the ending of it was just some picture of a YOU-ga.

overall it was alright, but i would have liked to see more blood and killing in the movie. no one likes to see 2 hours of a man with an iron crotch screwing some whore on the streets ( ok la james i know its exceptional for you).

well, got to sleep.

Quattad

PS next time stop passing the stupid nachos around. now i have cheese all over my bag.

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