Amigos y Amigas--
In between subduing bulbous-headed Martians and diffusing a thermonuclear device hidden in the Tupperware Cupcake Storage Container of an old woman a few blocks away, I witnessed the cavalcade of horror and adventure that was the 82nd annual Academy Awards. The ruggedly-handsome Schlockologist who curates this area encouraged me to freely express myself in this forum. I was all over this assignment like white on rice...like nuclear-orange Cheetos dust on Britney Spears' fingers...like back hair on Alec Baldwin.
Please find my thoughts on this strange ritual known as Oscar, below...
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