Today was no exception: the usual “hearts, stars, horseshoes, clovers, and blue moons…pots of gold and rainbows and me red balloons!”, was playing through my head as I ate my favorite cereal.
So if you and a lady friend want to watch a post Valentine’s Day movie (and she wants to see a sappy love story while you want to see a movie filled with speed and splendor) Grand Prix is the movie for you. This film is one of the best movies of all time, in my opinion.
The Collector, in my opinion, is the scariest book ever written. It is basically every woman’s nightmare realized. I read the entire book in one sitting, and after the book was finished it stayed with me.
The Rolla ratio. The odds are good, but the goods are odd. Women are like parking places; if they aren’t taken, they cost money, are far away, or illegal. We have all heard them, and get offended when they are said about us. It’s normal; no girl wants to hear that she’s a “Rolla Princess”, and guys are not a fan of being called “odd goods”. But, as with most good jokes, they are so true.
10) You can yell at people you will never see again. 9) Other people see your motions and laugh. 8) You get use insults that you haven’t used since the second grade. 7) It is usually directed to a redneck with no signal lights, and old people. 6) When driving through western Kansas road rage is directed toward yourself. 5) It is the only thing that gets worse with music. 4) You get to release other frustrations. 3) Any word becomes an expletive. 2) The news thinks that it is a serious problem. 1) Some other person is saying the same thing to you.