MikeTheKnife
Shared on Mon, 03/24/2008 - 11:28(marked NSFW for harsh language and unbridled fury)
Jammer's post about Willy Wonka has rekindled a feeling of intense anger that I get every time I watch that film. In fact no one will watch it with me because every time it gets to a certain point I always have to express my anger against one member of the story.
Grandpa Fucking Joe. That mother fucker. I hate that guy. He is a deceitful piece of shit. Charlie's mother works in the GD laundry, washing people's clothes every day, washing her fingers to the bone. I think she had a second job too, I can't remember, but she worked all day, every day. And Charlie busts ass on his paper route. They eat rock soup and shit like that, Charlie can't even afford a damn chocolate bar. Why is life so tough? Because they have four invalids who never get out of bed, not even to piss or shit. OK I can accept that you could have four grandparents go down at the same time, I mean three of them do look pretty damn old and decrepit.
But along comes the golden ticket and this mother fucker, this piece of shit invalid who can't even get out of his own damn bed to help clean up around the house, let alone get a job and help support the family, starts dancing around the mother fucking room like Peter Pan, singing a happy tune and jumping up clicking his heels like Charlie Fucking Chaplin. This mother fucker. If he was really sick I'd have some sympathy, but it's obvious the mother fucker is just lazy. A lazy, opportunistic piece of shit. ARRRRRRRRGHHHHH
I love the movie but every time I see that cocksucker jump out of bed it makes me want to smash the TV set.
Jammer's post about Willy Wonka has rekindled a feeling of intense anger that I get every time I watch that film. In fact no one will watch it with me because every time it gets to a certain point I always have to express my anger against one member of the story.
Grandpa Fucking Joe. That mother fucker. I hate that guy. He is a deceitful piece of shit. Charlie's mother works in the GD laundry, washing people's clothes every day, washing her fingers to the bone. I think she had a second job too, I can't remember, but she worked all day, every day. And Charlie busts ass on his paper route. They eat rock soup and shit like that, Charlie can't even afford a damn chocolate bar. Why is life so tough? Because they have four invalids who never get out of bed, not even to piss or shit. OK I can accept that you could have four grandparents go down at the same time, I mean three of them do look pretty damn old and decrepit.
But along comes the golden ticket and this mother fucker, this piece of shit invalid who can't even get out of his own damn bed to help clean up around the house, let alone get a job and help support the family, starts dancing around the mother fucking room like Peter Pan, singing a happy tune and jumping up clicking his heels like Charlie Fucking Chaplin. This mother fucker. If he was really sick I'd have some sympathy, but it's obvious the mother fucker is just lazy. A lazy, opportunistic piece of shit. ARRRRRRRRGHHHHH
I love the movie but every time I see that cocksucker jump out of bed it makes me want to smash the TV set.
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