might I need to be drunk-er?
I rented some movies this weekend and Saturday Michelle came over so we decided to throw one of em in the DVD.
The film was Borat: Cultural Learning’s of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan.
Have any of you seen this movie? When it first came out the hype was thru the fuckin roof and everyone I know that viewed it thought it was either the funniest movie they ever saw or the most amazing thing ever filmed.
All I know is after starting the movie; I’m sitting on my couch and at the other end Michelle is just giggling away. I watching this thing and couldn’t believe the shit being flung at me.
What a load of stank-assed crap. This is what all you muthafuckers found funny, this is what the fuckin Oscar committee thought was good enough to earn a nomination? Am I the only muthafucker in the country not strung out on crack?
I understand what the cat was trying to accomplish and the cleverness of it all. But my fat ass, after ten or fifteen minutes I told Michelle sorry and took it out of the fuckin DVD player.
Now I dig low-brow humor or someone getting one over just as well as the next muthafucker, but I think watching assholes bleed out would be more entertaining. Michelle told me I didn’t give it enough time but what the hell?
I wasn’t bullshitting when I said that everyone of knew that saw this insanely odd piece of shit loved it. So what does that say about me? I dig funny, I love funny, and as a matter of fact I think I have a very highly developed sense of humor.
But there’s just gonna be certain shit out there where although I understand it, I’m not digging on it. Wither it be Napoleon Dynamite, Bevis & Butthead, anything with Martin Lawrence as the lead or Borat: Cultural Learning’s of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan. Is there something wrong with me, did masturbating cause my sense of humor to wilt?
"and the monkey flipped the switch"