I watched 2012 last night. Just so we are absolutely clear, the world will not suddenly end next year. You want proof? Waste two and a half hours watching the Hollywood interpretation of the Mayan "prophecy". Between solar flares and tectonic plate moving and tsunamis and giant fucking volcanos and Amanda Peet's really fucking annoying screeching, you will want everything to DIE.
By the way, if the Mayans were so good at predicting the future, why were they all SLAUGHTERED BY SURPRISE?!?
I need a drink...
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