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rawr_venom27 [userpic]

FOREVER.

May 18th, 2007 (09:12 am)
blank
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current location: Governor's School.
current mood: blank
current song: Whatever these fucktards are playing in the classroom.

So it's been a while since I updated...

I don't really care, though, as this isn't a journal that anyone reads.

Right now I'm in GovSchool, we have kind of a free day today.  I should be working on my field research essay...or something...

I feel really crappy, like I'm in a daze...it's been a really long and strange week and I'm happy for it to be over.

I wish I did stuff over the weekends...

rawr_venom27 [userpic]

The Durkinator Comeback Tour.

April 16th, 2007 (10:42 pm)
cold

current mood: cold
current song: Dragonforce

My first day from spring break and my first REAL journal entry in months.

Getting back into the groove of things was relatively easy.  However I have never felt so apt to get out of High School than I do now.  Not because the HS experience is awful or anything, it's not, and I know I'll miss it, I'm just excited about college.

I passed out the Scapin DVDs to many today, people seemed very happy about it.  And I made some small cash.  It wasn't a bad deal at all.  Hamlet, however, is most definately going to be much better.

This odd weather is completely murdering me, seriously.  I was trying to convince Sam that the portal to the Digital World is opening, as it started snowing in July when that happened; this weather isn't much better.

Coming up tomorrow: An IPLA is due!  I buy my prom tickets!  I should distribute the remainder of the Scapin DVDs!  And we should be starting something new in Drama!   

PLUS: Will the fire alarm that was pulled the day before spring break continue?  It's only a matter of time...who knows?!

FIND OUT NEXT TIME

to be continued... 

rawr_venom27 [userpic]

This is REALLY Gay, but relatively entertaining. Enjoy!!!

April 15th, 2007 (08:29 pm)
creative

current mood: creative

It's been forever since I actually made a REAL journal entry on here...and today won't be any different.  XD

I was in church this morning...totally NOT thinking about God XD...and came up with a Hamlet sequel, Hamlet Resurrection, an action-fantasy (REALLY fantasy..it has a zombie, lol) that fills in some of the plotholes from Hamlet (such as why Laertes died first when he was stabbed second, or where many characters were during major chunks of the play)...and is also somehow a partial crossover with Evil Dead XD.  I already wrote up the outline to the entire story, including a timeline that explains in further detail what when on behind many of the events in Hamlet via flashbacks.  (It takes place in CHS's cutting's continuity, by the way, so the Fortinbras in this story is NOT the Ambassador that appeared at the end of our Hamlet).

Two years after the events in Hamlet, Fortinbras has gained control over Denmark and is a mediochore king, but the kingdom is nothing like it used to be.  Horatio and Marcellus find a message at Hamlet's grave (presumably from the same Ghost in Hamlet) that says that Hamlet must live to save the world.  
Horatio has never recovered from his friend's death, and decides that he is obviously important, so he mysteriously obtains a part of the Necronomicon (the same book of the dead that appeared in the Evil Dead movies) and uses and incantation from it to transmutate his own lifeforce into Hamlet's corpse, subsequently resurrecting him.  However, the ritual leaves Horatio weak, and he quickly dies as Hamlet is brought back to life.

Hamlet returns to Denmark, where he meets Osric, who explains that Horatio resurrected him in belief that he would save the world.  Osric then reveals himself to be a part of The Advocacy, a group of elders who have vast knowledge of the Necronomicon and have sworn themselves to prevent it from getting into the wrong hands.  However, Osric notes that, aside from the part Horatio had, the Necronomicon has completely disappeared, and theorizes that the message was regarding to Hamlet recovering the Necronomicon and stopping whoever obtained it from destroying the world.

Hamlet eventually meets the British Ambassador who appeared at the end of Hamlet, who is shocked at Hamlet's resurrection.  He inadvertanly makes a reference to Hamlet not being "the only one who turned out to not actually be dead".  Hamlet threatens the Ambassador further for more information, and reveals that Claudius actually survived.  The Ambassador reveals himself to be an old friend of Claudius, and when he was commanded to drag the bodies off, he realized the Claudius was alive (but barely), and immediately gives him medical attention.  Claudius woke up just long enough to tell the Ambassador that it was the poison of mountebank that was killing him, and if he retrieved the antidote soon he would survive--but no one could know of his survival.  The Ambassador helped nurse him back to health and eventually helped him flee to Norway, whilst the rest of the country believed he was still dead.  The Ambassador then tells Hamlet where Claudius is hiding.

Hamlet goes to Norway where he finds Claudius living as a decrepit recluse.  Claudius explains the "curse of the mountebank": even if you get the antidote soon enough, it has lasting effects, as it paralyzed his entire left side.  Hamlet, in anger that his old nemesis survived, questions how he and Laertes were immediately killed by the poison, but Claudius lived long enough to recieve the antidote.  Claudius reveals that it was as a result of his messing with the Necronomicon years before, leaving his body with an unusually powerful immune system.  He also goes onto a further revelation: he was actually the cause of King Hamlet returning as a ghost.  Apparently, the ear poison Claudius used on King Hamlet was a potion derived from a spell in the Necronomicon, one which not only kills the person, but also restrains their spirit to Earth--leaving King Hamlet to forever walk on the planet as a lonely ghost.  Hamlet, of course, if even more enraged due to this new revelation and gets ready to kill Claudius (again), but Claudius stops him by revealing that the Necronomicon was stolen from him years ago and he fears that it may be in the hands of someone more evil than he.  He tries to convince Hamlet that they must work together to find the Necronomicon to save the world, and settle their personal disputes later.  Hamlet reluctantly agrees.

Reynaldo, the servant whom Polonius sent to keep an eye on his son at the beginning of Act II of Hamlet, appears, and Claudius believes that he may have been the one who stole the Necronomicon, so he and Hamlet give chase.  He escapes, but when Claudius and Hamlet return to Claudius's home, they find the British Ambassador dead.  Hamlet suspects that whoever stole the Necronomicon is aware that they are tracking him/her down.

After some philosophical discussions, Reynaldo reappears, but instead of giving chase Hamlet immediately confronts him for answers and they fight.  Hamlet threatens to kill him when he reveals that he is not the mastermind, and he is working for someone.  Just before he can reveal who he is working for, he is shot by an arrow from far away.  

Claudius suspects that Polonius may be Reynaldo's leader and could have survived the attack; Hamlet does not believe it is possible, as he buried Polonius himself.

Later that night, Claudius is kidnapped by one of his former female lords (one of the ones that couldn't act at all), and Hamlet chases them into a nearby cave.  Hamlet and the Lord battle, but is distracted when the Lord begins playing mind games with him, reminding him that the person he is trying to save (Claudius) is the same man who killed his father two years ago.  Hamlet contemplates it, and is sucker punched by an amazingly strong Lord.  

Trapped in a corner, Claudius and Hamlet ask why the Lord is doing all of this.  The Lord then takes off her disguise, revealing herself to be none other than--Ophelia!

She explains that she had been seeking revenge on Hamlet for taking advantage of her at a young age and breaking her heart, and years later she manipulated many of the events in Hamlet.  After the confrontation she and Hamlet had in Act III, she set her plot afoot.  She witnessed Claudius's reaction to the play in Act III and connected the dots, discovering that he was the killer of King Hamlet.  Ophelia continues to explain that when she was very young, she witnessed Reynaldo having an affair with her mother, and when her mother decided to end the relationship and tell Polonius, Reynaldo murdered her.  Ophelia used this information to blackmail Reynaldo, who became her pawn for the remainder of the plot.  She had Reynaldo send a message to Laertes in France that Polonius had been killed--by Claudius.
Meanwhile (around the beginning of Act IV), Ophelia explained in full detail to Gertrude Claudius's acts.  Gertrude was at first distraught that her first husband was dead, her second husband is a killer and her son is insane, and she contemplates suicide.  Ophelia convinces her to be part of her plot--however, she makes it seem like a revenge plot against Claudius, not Hamlet--which includes feigning madness to further enrage Laertes.  Gertrude helps Ophelia convince everyone she has gone crazy.  Ophelia talks of her manipulation of Laertes to become enraged at Claudius, who would subsequently manipulate Laertes MORE to kill Hamlet in what he believed was his own unique plan.  When asked why she did not simply manipulate Laertes herself as she did everyone else, Ophelia responds that Laertes was one of the few good souls out of the entire group, and never intended to kill anyone; even when he finally decided to kill Hamlet in vengeance, he only saw it as an eye-for-an-eye, not to make him suffer, so he cut him just enough to get the poison into him and kill him painlessly, whereas Hamlet stabbed Laertes directly in the liver, killing him quickly (this explains why Laertes died first).  Ophelia eventually uses Gertrude to spread rumors of Ophelia's death in order to drive her brother off the deep end.  Gertrude also spied on Laertes and Claudius as they plotted Hamlet's murder; thus she transferred the details to Ophelia, who commanded Gertrude to drink the poison at the swordfight in Act V and die in front of Hamlet's eyes, explaining to Gertrude that it would drive Hamlet to kill Claudius; in reality Ophelia knew that Gertrude's death would be the ultimate blow to Hamlet, giving him further distress before his final death.  Earlier in Act IV, Reynaldo was also sent to follow Hamlet, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern on their trip to England, and saved Rosencrantz and Guildenstern from the pirates as Hamlet escaped.  Upon returning to England, Ophelia convinced them that they owed an extreme debt to her for saving them, so they agree to help her with her plot.  While everyone believed they were dead, they went undercover as gravediggers to find a look-a-like corpse for Ophelia's "funeral" in Act V, and also spy on the characters.  After their deeds were done, to keep the from talking, Ophelia had them killed.  Ophelia disguised herself as a lord, and the swordfight went on as it was supposed to--until Laertes was stabbed (Ophelia was hoping that only Gertrude, Claudius, and Hamlet would die).  Ophelia then came up with the plot to have Hamlet resurrected, only to seek her revenge and kill him again; she delivered the part of the Necronomicon to Horatio, knowing that he would resurrect his friend.

Ophelia further explains that it is more than a simple revenge plot; as she had been studying the Necronomicon for a long time (it was given to her as a gift from Laertes after his first trip to France; he had no idea what it was; unbeknownst to him The Advocacy themselves had actually stolen it from Claudus years ago and had chosen Laertes to protect the book, but they never delivered him the message until he gave it to Ophelia).  She realized that if she found the right altar and made a human sacrifice, she could recieve eternal life and ultimate power, and then subsequently take over the world.  Hamlet would be that sacrifice.  

Claudius attacks Ophelia but she wounds him badly, revealing that the Necronomicon had already instilled super strength into her.  She then realizes that she needs to prepare the altar for the ritual to sacrifice Hamlet, and to stall he and Claudius, she resurrects Laertes as a bloodthirsty zombie, who immediately attacks Hamlet. 

Hamlet prepares to fight the zombie, when Claudius (knowing he may soon die because of his wound) reveals to Hamlet that Gertrude truly loved King Hamlet, as the only reason she married Claudius was because he was similar to her first husband, and at one point told Claudius that she wanted a divorce.  Hamlet, now happy that his mother did actually love his father, prepares for battle.  A Hamlet/Laertes-Zombie battle ensues, and Hamlet eventually decapitates the zombie.  However, the battle gave Ophelia just enough time to prepare the altar, so she uses her strength to wound Hamlet and place him on the altar, preparing for the sacrifice.  Claudius reveals his "secret weapon"--a bottle of the same ear poison he used on King Hamlet--and tosses it to the very bloody Hamlet.  He opens the bottle and smashes it against Ophelia's head, who, in the middle of her incantation, begins to melt, but then instead explodes in a gruesome shower of blood and bodily fluids.  The altar starts to shake and the Necronomicon glows--the incantation was stopped in the middle leaving everything unstable--and Hamlet and Claudius escape.

Out of the cave, Claudius tells Hamlet that he doesn't have long to live, and though he has repented for his sins, there would be no way he could make up for what he did.  Hamlet tells Claudius that now they are "even".  Claudius tells Hamlet to return to Denmark and take up his rightful throne, as he would be the best-fit ruler.  

Hamlet leaves Claudius (who presumably dies) and walks off into the clichéd sunset.

= )



rawr_venom27 [userpic]

I have the worst timing.

April 6th, 2007 (12:01 am)
tired

current mood: tired
current song: Running Battle - Kasabian

I get online when no one's online.  And I'm not really doing much else so I'd actually be willing to have a decent conversation.  

I finish the first disc when I have all the time in the world over the course of the next week...and don't have access to the rest until NEXT Saturday.  -_-;;;

I get the tapes of Hamlet from Cassie L's dad and plan to watch them tomorrow on my video camera, but find out that my parents are going to a funeral in Maryland tomorrow and need the camera.  Why they need a video camera at a funeral I have absolutely no idea.  >>;;

My parents are gone all day tomorrow...but my older sister is still going to be here annoying the hell out of me.  I really wish I had made plans for tomorrow now...

Meh.  There are craploads of moderately important things I can accomplish this week...maybe with less stuff getting in my way I can accomplish it.  Or not.  Meh, I'll find something to waste my time...

TWO fire alarms today.  Are these callbacks to 2005?  I suppose we'll see... 

TO BE CONTINUED...

rawr_venom27 [userpic]

There's something I've been meaning to tell everyone for a long time...

April 1st, 2007 (04:50 pm)
exanimate

current location: Planet DogDoo7
current mood: exanimate
current song: Hilary Duff and Friends

I've been doing some thinking.  I've realized that I have been harboring a secret for years.  Things went well for a while--or so I thought--until recently, when I realized that this secret has been eating me alive.

I am a devout Scientologist.
I am sure none of you believe me, but I assure you, it is the truth.  

You see, my parents told me at a young age that people would not understand my beliefs completely, and instead laugh at them.  Thus, we used the facade of being a Jehovah's Witness--a branch of Christianity, which is very common in America--to avoid ridicule.  I even went to lengths to distance myself from my true beliefs of Scientology by frequently making fun of it (note the "who I'd like to meet" section of my MySpace and the paper I wrote in 11th Grade English). 

However, I have done some very deep thinking in the past few months, what with graduation coming up.  You all may have noticed the slightly more mopey attitude I've had; it's because of my realization.  I am a coward for hiding my true beliefs, and now it's time to tell my story. 

I'm sure you've all heard of or seen that one South Park episode about Scientology, where they told the story of Xenu, an intergalactic ruler who gathered up all the overpopulation in this sector of the galaxy, brought them to Earth and then exterminated them using hydrogen bombs and volcanoes. The souls of these murdered people--body thetans--then inhabited the bodies of humans, which cause all of the bad thoughts and emotions in our bodies.

I'm sure all of this sounds insane, and I would agree with you if it weren't for the fact that I grew up with the story.  However, the one event that sealed my belief occurred when I first entered High School.  Some of you may have heard the rumor that there is a ghost in the CHS Auditorium.  I know the truth--it exists, but at the same time, it really doesn't exist. 

In actuality, Caroline High School was built on an ancient Zoidbergian burial ground, where people of Xenu's race were buried if they died while on exploration missions to Earth.  Xenu himself was buried here.  In 1975, when construction on the school began, it disturbed the Promethium Alloy Capsules that held the Zoidbergian bodies and made them become unstable.  The result was a release of the "essence" of Xenu into the school--something that behaves like his astral form, or for lack of a better word, spirit.  Xenu's "spirit" was not strong enough to "walk" beyond the auditorium, so he has continued to "haunt" the stage ever since. 

When I auditioned for Dracula my freshmen year, after a pretty awful audition, I went into the corner and wept due to my failure.  That is when I encountered the Xenu spirit, who told me that I was "the one", the only true believer of Scientology who will return the Earth to its peaceful state and bring back the honor of the Zoidbergians.  This is when he gave me a sapphire gem, which he told me would grant me the true power to accomplish the mission the Zoidbergians--to destroy all beings in the universe that are unfit to thrive.

My first two years of High School went fairly smoothly and little went on, until the beginning of my Junior Year, when I encountered Ifrift, a bounty hunter from Omicron Persei 9 who had sworn 30,587 years ago that he would destroy all remnants of the Zoidbergians.  Ultimately, I was forced to battle him--despite the fact that I had not completely learned how to use the power of the sapphire.  I eventually defeated him with an ingenius plan (which is far too intelligent to explain here), and obtained a silver orb, which transformed into a ring when I touched it to the sapphire.  What you all know as my class ring is actually the ultimate Zoidbergian weapon.

After that battle I met Professor Milton Fine, who is actually an undercover alien trainer, who has been training me ever since.  My mission since then has been to obtain enough power to eventually defeat Xenu's original enemy, Judas Traveller, a Zoidbergian-human hybrid that has immense power.  

I recieved a message last night that said that Judas would be here very soon, possibly before the end of the school year.  Thus, there is a chance I may have to depart on a dangerous journey before I graduate, which would totally mega-suck.

So, in case that happens, farewell to you all...  

Also, my mom is making me shut down my MySpace.  So not only do I have the weight of the world on my shoulders, I've got that too.  Man, life totally sucks.  Maybe instead of using this power to save the world I can instead enslave it, hmm....

Oh yes, I almost forgot, April Fools.

Yeah, I took a totally different approach this year.  If you like the "farce" kinds I did before you might want to read the older ones:

2006 (MySpace Version)
2006 (Xanga Version)
2005 (Xanga Only)

I totally used the Scientology Research paper I did in 11th grade as a background, XD.  And anybody who can name all the television and/or comic references gets candy!

    

 

 


rawr_venom27 [userpic]

Holy fuck.

March 28th, 2007 (10:18 pm)
sad

current mood: sad
current song: The Raconteurs

Today was the last rehearsal I'm ever going to have for a Caroline High School play.

That's fucking depressing.

It was a very fun rehearsal, though.  I'm glad the last one was this one.

It's still pretty fucking depressing, though.

rawr_venom27 [userpic]

Ugh.

March 26th, 2007 (08:07 pm)

I'm really pissed at myself.  I thought I knew all my Hamlet lines well.  At least I did last night, and this morning.  

Yeah, I guess I was very wrong.

Fuck.

rawr_venom27 [userpic]

Prom Committee = Gay...at least whoever decided the date.

March 25th, 2007 (08:55 pm)
accomplished

current mood: accomplished

Wow, it's totally been about 26548646516818 years since I updated.  Not like more than 2 people read this, though.  xD

I kind of miss they days when I was an efficient blogger, when I posted something interesting (or just weird) everyday on Xanga...sigh.  I'm just far too lazy now.

There's a lot of stuff I could speak of...

Some cool news, I got a B+ on my Senior Project--which after 2 years of work I finally presented and completed.  *SIGH OF RELIEF*.
It also turns out I'm NOT failing Calculus...even though my grades are 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 23, 0 and 0.  Somehow that averaged out to a C.  WTF?!  

This month I also had a field trip, discovered Soulseek and Encyclopedia Dramatica, and found out that Prom is the same day as Spider-Man 3.

Whose gay idea was that?  I am planning to skip school to see it...if they have a showing early enough in the day.  Ugh, it's just my luck.  I've seen every other movie the day it came out, I can't break tradition on the most anticipated one.  -_-;;;;  

I think I finished learning all of my Hamlet lines today.  HOPEFULLY.  I'm going to work on them more tonight...after (more) FFVII.

Fuck, Hamlet is this week...
      

rawr_venom27 [userpic]

ABOUT CLAUDIUS.

March 8th, 2007 (10:21 pm)
contemplative

current mood: contemplative

 Check out one of the weirdest e-mails I've ever gotten in my life:


Dear Derek,
 
IF YOU'LL BE SO KIND, CAN YOU PLEASE POST SOME SCRENGRABS OF "FRED JONES" AND "DAPHNE BLAKE" TURNED INTO THE "Hatfield Ghosts" FROM THE EPISODE "Ozark Witch Switch" AND THE ENTIRE "Scooby Gang" PARTICIPATING AT A CARNIVAL IN RIO de JANEIRO FROM THE EPISODE "Jeepers, It's the Jaguaro!", CAN YOU PLEASE SEND THEM TO anwarrules1@aol.com FOR ME TO LOOK AT, PLEASE, PLEASE?
 
From,
Anwar Washington

Anyone who knows who the hell Anwar Washington is should PLEASE fill me in.  

Anyway, I've actually been doing a lot of thinking on Hamlet.  And no, I won't turn this into another "Carver Rant", XD.  Carver came up with a really odd idea today...I really DO NOT want to get into it, as my explanation of it would just confuse the reader more.  But it was odd.  Tommy think's he's joking, but he's just in denial, Carver is serious about it.  I suppose it could be okay...it doesn't exactly affect the play as a whole, if I think about it.  Either way, it's being set in modern times--or so you could say, I suppose--and is now going to be performed in the auditorium, not Mrs. Elliott's room (thank GOD!!!).  The setup will be similar to the Irish plays.  And we MAY just perform it three days: Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday!!  :DDDD  (BIG MAYBE THOUGH).

Back to ME: I have actually started really working HARD at home.  I really don't feel like I've been able to get anywhere close to my potential, and so far I think I've just done plain awful portraying my character for Acts I and II.  I've been going on the excuse that "those are the most boring acts" and "not much happens with my character", etc.; but in reality, it's all me.  And I myself feel like an extremely shitty actor right now.  Like, BIG TIME.  However, I really would like to prove myself with Acts III and IV--especially IV--because Claudius has a lot of awesome scenes then that I'm extremely excited about.  Claudius is seriously the ultimate Magnificient Bastard; he's a really really big manipulative jerk who just-so-happens to have A LOT of power.  In fact--and I'm aware that I'll get flamed for making a Smallville reference here, but screw it--he's very much like Lionel Luthor.  He's gotten to the point where he can practically do anything he wants, but the problem is that he has this tremendous burden: the way he got that far was by committing a dreadful sin (Luthor killing his parents, Claudius murding his brother).  Not only does he have to deal with his own personal guilt, but he's also got who would be his predecessor (Lex, Hamlet) inching closer towards the truth (in Hamlet's case he actually finds out the entire story early on).  

I would also like to portray Claudius as a more sympathetic.  Alright, alright, it's cliché and all, but I really think he loves Gertrude.  Though just about everything else in his life is a lie, probably the main reason for killing his brother is because he loved Gertrude.  He may have killed Hamlet, Sr. even if he wasn't king, just to get to Gertrude.  I think this is more of the driving factor for many of the actions he takes.  After all, when he finds out that Hamlet knows the truth, why doesn't he just kill him?  He's the king, people wouldn't ask questions.  But instead, he manipulates Laertes (who does have a moderately justified reason for wanting Hamlet dead) into doing it for him, so he does not take the blame.  Is it just to cover his own ass?  Possibly, but I think he also fears losing Gertrude. 

"Hey babe, I killed your son."
"WTF?!  Why?!"
"He was pissing me off, acting all psycho and shit."
"OMFG I TOTALLY HATE YOU FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I don't know if I have the ability to actually portray that, but if I do I surely will.  If not, I'll try to be the best damn bad guy CHS has ever seen...well, at least when he actually starts being evil in Act IV.  xDD 

Tomorrow I'm seeing 300 AND The Number 23 with a bunch of people...EXCITEMENT!!!!  :DDDD
    

rawr_venom27 [userpic]

I FUCKING HATE AMERICAN IDOL.

March 1st, 2007 (08:46 pm)
pissed off

current mood: pissed off
current song: NOT American Idol

I don't even watch too much TV anymore, aside from the few shows I keep track of or have on my DVR...but the second I have a freed-up night where I decide to just sit back and watch something, FUCKING AMERICAN IDOL comes on.

What kind of overhyped shit is so incredibly LAME that it has to be shown three times a week?  My entire family, with the exception of myself apparently, has become addicted to this monster for the past five or so years it has been on...but tonight it hit an all time low for me.  I was in the middle of watching my favorite show--doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ELSE.  No one else was home, and then my mom and sister arrive.  I am clearly on the couch, watching what I want, when my mother says "Hey, isn't [fucking] American Idol on tonight?!" 

My sister runs towards the TV like a starving child getting his first glimpse of food, grabs the remote and immediately changes the channel (without even a glance at me), and then falls down in front of the television, staring blankly at the screen, brain cells slowly melting away as we speak.  

I frankly don't give a flying fuck about changing the channel, there are other TVs in the house.  It was just the blatant rudeness, the fact that neither of them even said a word to me during the entire situation, and that it seemed to be as important as stopping the launch of a nuclear missle...

They are all lucky Smallville was a rerun tonight...

Fuck it, come March 15th NO ONE is even speaking to me between 8:00pm and 9:00pm.  If FUCKING AMERICAN IDOL interrupts the wedding of Lex Luthor and Lana Lang, Tivo or not, I WILL TAKE NO PRISONERS.

And FUCK American Idol.

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I lose brain cells every time I talk to Sam.

Sam: Do you think I'd look good in a yamica?
Derek: What?
Sam: A yamica.  Like those Jewish hats.  Would I look good in one?
Derek: You'd look like a Jew.
Sam: What if it had flames and stuff on it?
Derek: You'd look like a flaming Jew.

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