This movie makes me appreciate British comedy. So subtle, yet so hilarious. They understand that you don't have to be obnoxious and break stuff to be funny. If you don't like bad language and crude humor, then I don't recommend it. But if you do, get to Blockbuster or on Netflix right now. They've got some great actors over there in the UK. "You talk like you're from London!"
Next is The Big Lebowski. Again, if you can get past the bad language, it's not half bad. Craig picked it out at Blockbuster and made us watch it. I laughed out loud at a lot of stuff, but some of it made me go, "wait, what?" Otherwise, it was great. John Goodman's right when he says he thinks it's his best role yet. "Shut the f*** up, Donny."
Last up is Hot Rod. Tonight was my third time seeing it, and that's not a complaint. This movie is freaking hilarious. Aryan introduced me to it the first time I ever hung out at his house. The second was at his barbecue on the last day of school. Andy Samberg's attempt to be Will Ferrell is not too shabby, he's just no Will Ferrell. I'm going to marry Jorma Taccone one day. I don't care if he has a wife now, he won't once I get through with her. "It's bouncing around the Web like a beachball at a Nickelback concert."
Well, that pretty sums up my Father's Day. Not if you count the amazing pancakes I made this morning and the delicious lasagna my aunt made for us tonight. Thank God my Dad was born so we could party this hard. Just kidding, I actually appreciate my Dad more than a lot of people think. I leave for Workcrew in 12 (well, 11 now) days. I need to start packing! Hope you guys had a great Father's Day. I know I did.
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