I love it when we’re watching a movie that was the finale of a TV series we really liked and it’s about 80% done and then the DISC SKIPS AND FUCKS UP AND WE TRY IT ON FIVE DIFFERENT FUCKING PLAYERS AND IT STILL FAILS BECAUSE DESPITE THEIR VISUAL CLARITY DVDS ARE FUCKING USELESS AND ALWAYS HAVE BEEN AND ALWAYS FREEZE AT LITERALLY THE WORST POSSIBLE FUCKING MOMENT LIKE THE TIME WE WERE WATCHING PULP FICTION AND IT FROZE JUST AS JOHN TRAVOLTA’S ABOUT TO STAB A SYRINGE INTO UMA THURMAN’S CHEST AND I LOATHE THIS FUCKING DECADE AND EVERYTHING IN IT AND FEEL LIKE CRAMMING A RABID SKUNK DOWN THE THROAT OF THE PERSON WHO INVENTED THESE WRETCHED FUCKING MEDIA DEVICES

AND NOW INSTEAD OF WATCHING THE END OF THE GODDAMN MOVIE WE’RE WATCHING THE 2 AM WEATHER REPORT ON SBS TO THE AGONISINGLY DULL MUSIC OF SOMEONE CALLED DAVID CAMPBELL

I’M ABOUT TO START CAPPING MOTHERFUCKERS FROM THE TOP OF A CLOCKTOWER