Thursday, August 4, 2011

Meanwhile, Back at the Ranch

I typed "Old Screenplay" into the magic Goo-gle box, and this is what I got. Do not ask me what it means. Not today, son.

This pic came up in the same search. Did you like Alien? I did. It was another "must see" movie, where a bunch of g--damn spies took me to see it. Didn't it change sci-fi forever? The ship is a crappy freighter. The crew surly and corrupt. Add an evil doctor who gets munched by a critter that barnicles on to the....who wrote it? Is the Internet off yet? May I please go to http://www.imdb.com/? What is http://www.ic3.gov/? I don't know. They have jobs, and I don't have one. May I run for president, please? Thanks. I need a job. I need housing. Let's don't talk about my non-use of the Rolling Stones song, "Gimmie Shelter." As the local call girls have declared, "You gotta pay for it." That is correct, isn't it, Mick?

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