Posts in the Category: Logan Speaks
Dear Constituents -slash- Asshats, We, Scott and Logan, of the Freaking Movie Fools, have been infected with a terribly awesome fever. The fever of man-pride- the fever to save balls..I mean…for..balls..I mean..SHIT! BALLS! Yes, if you are alive and not a complete idiot, you’ll know it’s November. “What rhymes with November, dearest Movie Fools?” FUCKIN
I’m currently experimenting with the size of the strip… just to see if it’s possible to conform to a consistent size each time. I lifted the dimensions and resolution from a web comic I like, and tried to see what it would come out looking like. In doing so, I seem to have created a
First things first: This movie has been out since 2008 and I’ve just now seen it. Being the beginning of Adam Sandler’s descent into horrible acting decisions, I wanted my decision to watch this voluntarily gestate for a while; it was on FX. Second things second: I will being talking now. I am going to
Ben Webster and Greg Dow (McDinkle and Gillman, of the Deadheads) have an incredibly effed up web series coming out. I really wish I could explain what the hell is going on in this promo. But I can’t. I simply…cannot… A P E S # ! T RIGHT?! What I can say is it looks insane and
Let’s face it, “The Marshmen of Mallow“ is a somewhat true tale, am I right? Yes, of course I am. Any drunk, half-asleep, or mildly concussed idiot has passed out in their bowl of cereal. When this happens, you really have only a couple of choices. First choice: die a slow and painful death. Slik da.