Horror movies make me screamish.
When the Pirates of the Caribbean ordered my death, my mind went plank. I knew I was in Depp ship.
Who is Lord of the Rings?
They made a movie about life before disposable diapers, aka Cloth Encounters of the Turd Kind.
Every Pol Pot joke ends the same way: “napalm intended!” …
Not funny? What Idi Amin? Ok, I admit that was a bit Kony, don’t get Benito of shape. If you don’t find that one Hitlerious, let me tell you a Genghis. Ah never mind. As Jerry Maguire said, Mugabe at hello.
What did the Wicked Witch of the West say when Dorothy spilled beer on her?
“I’m malting!…. I’m malting!“
Footage of my colonoscopy is being made into a feature film! It should be quite the enematic spectacle.
Spice Girls, the Movie? It’s about thyme.