My favorite part of Road House is when Patrick Swayze's newest, smoking hot love interest (Kelly Lynch) shows up JUUUUUUUST as he's single-handedly beating the shit out of about ten roughnecks. Cause that shit would never happen to me - even if I had just been such a badass, whatever girl I was sweet on would show up about 3 minutes later, as I was desperately tryinig to unclog the shitter. And to make things worse I would try to brag to her about the ass-whuppins I had just delivered, which she would either 1) not believe or 2) think of me as some sort of bragging douchebag who must have a tiny dick to blather such shit to her.
Sigh. Me. I never win.
"I'm telling you, it happened!! I was awesome!"
"Yeah yeah, sure...listen, I have a meeting early in the morning, so..."
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