Yesterday I was all set to see the 10 AM showing of Peter jackson's KING KONG remake; I had bought the ticket and was rarin' to go...then I got struck down by the wrath of some bad chicken curry and had the Mount Vesuvius effect coming out of both ends all night long, so I was not only unable to see the flick, but I was too worn out and debilitated to go to work after two days off.
What I'm wondering is this: did the spirit of my beloved 1933 KONG curse me into not seeing its glossier desendent? Hmmm, spooky...
Is it true Kong climbs on top of Sauron's eyball and starts chucking hobbits down at the Ents in the crowded streets of Minas Tirith?
ReplyDeleteAnd what if Kong swallowed Frodo with the ring? Would he turn invisible until he crapped out the ring?
Your adventurous appetite does you in again.
ReplyDeleteI betcha Kong could handle a little Chicken Curry...
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ReplyDeleteHey, this is Johnny, Stephanie's guy. Sorry to hear of King Kong konundrum and kurry-kaused krapfest. Been reading your stuff on the blog. You, sir, are an excellent and entertaining writer.
Later
This was obviously a covert retaliation for your major role in the devastating War on Christmas and Jeebus. If you had went to see The Chronicles of Narnia, this never would have happened.
ReplyDelete-Rob (yo! Jews in the hizzhouse! booooyyyy!)
I don't know, but we can all be grateful it wasn't Kong who snarfed the chicken curry.
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