My Snuggly Girl, now affectionately titled Crazy Bitch Rhino, just made me watch Batman and Robin.
Am I really to believe that this came out after the Solar Temple Cult’s mass suicide?
I haven’t seen it and hope no one who claims to love me would ever force me to.
So help me out here–give me some sort of suck benchmark to measure it against.
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I’m convinced that the best Batman is the one from the OnStar commercials.
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You get stuck with a name like “Anal Scurvy” and get forced to watch “Batman and Robin”? You have my condolences.
Just poking fun. I like your username.
Words cannot possibly describe how bad it is. If anyone manages to describe it succinctly and without tears, they’re lying. They probably haven’t even seen it.
This defies the concept of a quantitative measure, it is nothing so tangible, it is nothing so defeatable. It hurts a tenderness that cannot possibly generate a happy place. I am forever mourning. I am forever damaged.
Sweet jesus, Knight, you almost made me choke to death on my own bile!