Not Dynamite

Blog! "It's happened to all of us. Our friends have raved about Swingers or Napolean Dynamite. They wouldn't shut up with their "Gooooosh"es and "You're so Money, Baby"s. When we finally give in and rent the damn movie, expecting to laugh until our appendices burst, we sit there, silent, dumbfounded as to what our friends found so funny. Then the next day, we end up watching something like You, Me and Dupree, a movie so awful sounding you don't actually know why we rented it, and spitting coke over the coffee table at some dumb joke we have heard a million times before. Or maybe that's just me." -- You're not alone, Meredith.

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