Woot!
Dawn Of The Dead last night. It was pretty good, but there was not enough blood at all! The best part was in the beginning when that little girl bites Anna's (or was it Hannah?) boyfriend/husband and it's all gushing and there's flesh being ripped and hanging about. It was rad. I think I laughed. Mina kept screaming, which was awesome. I think everyone around us was annoyed because we kept talking. I was like, "GET BACK INSIDE!! AHH YOU FUCKER!! YOU'RE SO DUMB!! NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! DON'T GO IN THERE!" We snuck Ramone in, good times, indeed. Oh! And I went looking for Blue (who ended up not showing up) in the theater before the movie started, and I shouted inside, "JASON BLUE PEETZ, ARE YOU IN HERE??!" Everyone turned around and looked at me. Some guy said, "Ugh, how rude." Grand. Then I got mad scared when Linda was driving me home. There was some abandoned car on my very long dark drive way. I'm positive the people were eated by zombies, and then turned into zombies themselves. Or they were out fucking in my woods. Whichever you want to believe.
God, it's turned into a LiveJournal.
Anyway, read THIS. (It has something to do with Forilla)
P.S.
I hate it when people's parents won't let them walk down my driveway at night. Pussies. What good ever came out of worrying about your children in the dark?
-Tripp, forever Dead (but also living...)