The Fish

Jarhead really rate this, would recommend anyone watch it. Don't let anyone you live with ask one single question however as it will inevitably lead to a torrent of queries about war, munitions, tactics, chemical weapons, the ranks within the American army and any number of issues that you, as a (in the most case) British civilian, wouldn't have the first flying fucking clue about... /rant about bloody women and their inability to just watch a fucking film without questioning you about it.

Battle Royale two is pretty much the same, although an early scene reminds me of Saving Private Ryan's beach scene. it's also a little heavy on the anti-america stance, gets a bit tiresome.

should note I'm really really brain-fucked today

biscuits and cheese?

feasted upon the rotting remains of a Iguanadon before smiting his foe with a large poo

should also be aware that I'm so terribly rubbish today that any typos/grammatical errors and/or punctuation mistakes should be ignored

made me mumble the words "Dag nabbit" under my breath

how much is Xbox live a month?

lives with Mr Spoon on Button Moon, a Project on the sout side of town

will fly you to the moon and back

is tantalisingly close to euphoria

flies in the face of danger, making danger swat and squirm like a man with a butterfly in his diving helmet

dies with playful rabbits

will stop, he will stop at nothing... say the right things, when electioneering

is either hungarian or a disciple of Brian Emo

is incapable of civility

should know I'm going out for lunch and as such I skipped breaky so I could get my grub on

vanquished his inner demons with a spatula and a salad fork

eats too much Jorman seafood

shouldn't be taken with solid food

sets himself up for far more jokes than a youngster should have to bear

is darn tooting

plays the same tune all day

is a cheeky monkey

is one of Jesus' special little rainbows