Showing posts with label JOHN WATERS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label JOHN WATERS. Show all posts

Monday, December 27, 2021

BURIED TREASURES

with the gift give'n season now incomplete no thanx to that the jolly
diabetic fat ass with the overly active "glandular issues" completely miss'n his mission this year cuz he was apparently arrested by some uncover cop with tinsel down around his ankles toe tapp'n at some local Barnes and Noble restroom just cuz he got his booster shot...well…you have every right to read this dandy dickbubble to death...HOWEVER...if yer still think'n of the perfect gift to give this season...fer some strange reason...to get off yer loved ones shit list why not try some literary pieces of art fer that special someone on yer shit list...
or that not so special fucktard who can barely make it thru read'n the directions on a box of jell-o before they have a nervous break down

there's been many stories that have turned into motion pictures fer the small screen...and eliminated that waste of space fer that need to read...
fer example...holiday classic's like Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer...Frosty the Snowman...or this heart warm'n holiglazed classic...that will warm the hearts of millions of those unfortunate privileged fucks...to finally get their side of the story told on film...
 this is the untold story of what really goes on in the north pole...after ol' Saint Nick has spent years runn'n a sweat shop of hard work'n ungrateful elves...try'n to meet a december 24th deadline and loose'n his looks to his waistline...the misses always screen'n his mail...the last thing he wants as a reward is a plate full of dried out toll house cookies and moo juice so he foregoes the WIC programmers and opts fer those smarty britches with bank accounts who leave behind stocks and bonds...rolex watches and a low ball of cherry infused bourbon served by a lady of the nite...to drop his low balls onto

but  if yer literally look'n fer last minute literary words of wisdom without all that holiglazed cheer fer that special queer to read anytime of the year...
perhaps you might wanna choose one of these top 8 classics i found
clean'n out my closet that will hopefully someday make it to the cutt'n room floor in the near future...are you listen'n up Mr. Waters?

first up is the total inspiration fer "Witches of Eastwick"...
this camp classic tells the tale of 3 fraternity brothers Alex...John and Dickie...on the varsity cheerlead'n squad...who come together one sunday afternoon after find'n their coach with a camcorder in one hand and his "magical" broom in the other...while clean'n out the closet in their not so spacious dorm room...the tension builds to a climactic end'n that's sure to keep audiences "come'n" back fer more
starr'n Colin Farrell as age'n dorm pimp Alex Sus...Prince Harry as the hard party'n ginger John Wannembach...Cam Gigandet as sweet talk'n hustler Dickie... 
and Leslie Jordan as discretely closeted foul mouthed whip crack'n Coach "Poppa Cherry" Donovan 

if that's too much fer yer eyes...perhaps you'll enjoy...
this ol' story is about as tired and worn out as Pamela Anderson's "kittytastrophy"...it tells the tale about a non heterosexual boy move'n from a busy farm life to the big city lights in hopes of a lavish lifestyle...last'n love...and lots of money...but ends up broke...bitter from bad plastic surgery and busted...by the cops...before his golden showers birthday
starr'n Rupert Everett in his very own lifetime movie about himself...cuz no one else wanted to be bothered

one of the jewels i found...under a set of family jewels one hot summer 
the story of Izzy Bigg and Camen Sidem...2 team mates on the field...and shame mates in the showers...learn'n the hard way...they're gonna have to take alot more than just "one" fer the team...
starr'n Adam Lambert  as the bashful Izzy and Adam Levine as loud mouth Camen...lock'n lips and bang'n hips...in their 1st musical together...but definitely not their last
musical score by BOY GEORGE of course

fer those catholic castaways out there...i know you'll just simply love...
well DUH!...this tells the tale of a mid centuried manolo blanik hoarder wife tangled in a web of seduction and revenge...gett'n even was the only thing on her mind when she said "I DO"..."til death do us part" couldn't come soon enough fer her 7th husband and the town's high roll’n financier 
starr'n SATC starlette SJP as the internally scorned insecure second wife wife look'n to fill her bank account faster than she can fill her burial account...and "alledged" serial horny toad (i am NOT the court system nor will i put on my judgemental judy blouse without know'n all the facts) Chris Noth as the mysteriously delicious financier with a taste fer bubble baths and bubble bottoms
and introduce'n Meredith Baxter Birney in her most rivet'n performance since Family Ties or any of her Lifetime movies combined...as the sexually starved sales manager Bernice at Manola Blanik's outlet mall
BUTT wait…betta take a breather…we’re only half way in…

everything comes in a 3 way...so give yer cataracts a good work-out with...
the prequel to another sequel in this trilogy of tittilate'n terror and intrigue
starr'n hot to trot blued eyed colostomy bagger Matt Boomer who's passions are antiquities and ancestory.com and pipe smoke'n colostomy bag and lord of his ring Sir Ian McKellen

fer those on the DL that are desire'n a lil interracial facial...may i suggest... 
this tale continues 30 years later and answers the age ol' question...what REALLY did happen to Augustus Gloop after he was sucked up into the tube after fall'n into that river of chocolate in Willy Wonka's factory...Augustus ends up in Harlem and meets the man called Razer Blade who gives Augustus a job ride'n the rails at nite...take'n a one way ticket to brown town...night after nite...til he's walk'n like a bow-legged bull from Belize
starr'n Seth Rogen as the all too eager and will'n to go all nite long Augustus Gloop...and Morgan Freeman as the pimp tote'n bad ass Razer Blade who cuts like a knife if Augustus doesn't get the job done

then there's this hidden litteral literary gem of a complete master piece
fresh off the farm...pretty boy Paul Puckerole gets a job in the big apple as a wall street gopher boy but ends up bite'n off more than he bargained for when one night Paul gets tied up after the office christmas party as 5 floor traders decide to turn Paul into their personal pinata 
starr'n homo hottie James Franco as the outsider with the inside everyone wants to get their hands on and the original cast of Queer Eye for the Straight Guy (cuz i wanna vomit whenever i seen their freshman replacements) as the fetish fist'n NASDAQ traders

oh wow...i almost fergot about my all-time fav-o-rit salaciously delish read
it's VERY autobiographical...
starr'n ME as the unintentionally internationally unknown perform'n illusionist of my own universe of course...enough said

well...hope i helped ya out with some terrific read's fer the new year...
hear's hope'n you got exactly what's cumm'n to ya in 2022
now GET OFF MY DRESS! 

Monday, November 11, 2019

Literally Literal Litter

i'm not much of a reader...i'm really not...well...unless you try and cross me
then you best believe...i will read you to filth fer years to come...until you can't anymore!...no...what i speakith of is much more along the lines of actual literary pages of wisdom and connect-the-dots stories from dick to some snore'n Jane Doe series that i just have absolutely zero time to invest into bein' bothered with...
i much prefer the gloriously outspoken immortal words of one Ouisser Bourdeaux "i don't read books...cuz if they're any good...they're gonna make 'em into a mini-series"
unless of course it's my multi-functional...purposefully unsubstantiated...educationally depraved stories of intrigue and made-upness (in a complete humorlessly humor-filled fashion) fer the truly uneducated mundane "gifted" reader out there cruise'n along the informational highway on their much needed colonic break in the lil wrangler's room...after OD'n on those free shitty shrimp tacos at the company meet'n...much like the one read'n this very blog right now
BUTT...literally

if yer really rack'n yer brain fer some literary words of wisdom without rack'n yer brain goin on a search and destroy mission at yer local book store or risk'n gett'n carpal tunnel from endless hours on line...perhaps you might wanna check out one of these top 10 classics i found peruse'n the stalls...i mean the halls (no i don't) of my locally over grown dust bin of
books at the neighborhood library...that will hopefully someday make it to the cutt'n room floor...i hope...are you listen'n up Mr. Waters?

first up...is the total inspiration fer 1987 hit "Witches of Eastwick"...
this camp classic tells the tale of 3 fraternity brothers Alex...John and Dickie...on the varsity cheerlead'n squad...who come together one sunday afternoon after find'n their coach with a camcorder in one hand and his "magical" broom in the other...while clean'n out the closet in their not so spacious dorm room...the tension builds to a climactic end'n that's sure to keep audiences "come'n" back fer more
starr'n Colin Farrell as age'n dorm pimp Alex Sus...Prince Harry as the hard party'n ginger John Wannembach...Cam Gigandet as sweet talk'n hustler Dickie... 
and Leslie Jordan as discretely closeted foul mouthed whip crack'n Coach "Poppa Cherry" Donovan 

if that's too much fer yer eyes...perhaps you'll enjoy...
this ol' story is about as tired and worn out as Melanie Trumps "kittytastrophy"...it tells the tale about a non heterosexual boy move'n up from a busy farm life to the big city lights in hopes of a lavish lifestyle...last'n love...and lots of money...but ends up broke...bitter from bad plastic surgery and busted...by the cops...before his golden showers birthday
starr'n Rupert Everett in his very own lifetime movie...about himself...cuz no one else wanted to be bothered

one of the jewels i found...under a set of family jewels one nite...the story of 
Izzey Biggs and Camen Sidem...2 team mates on the field...and shame mates in the showers...learn'n the hard way...they're gonna have to take alot more than just "one" fer the team...
starr'n Adam Lambert as the bashful Izzy Myne and Adam Levine as loud mouth Camen Insydum...lock'n lips and bang'n hips...in their 1st musical together...but definitely not their last
musical score by BOY GEORGE...why not!

fer those catholic castaways out there...i know you'll just simply love...
set in a small but important Yugoslavian city...Aleksandar and Nicolette Vikashev hire russian asylum seeker Tali from Tobolsk as their live in houseboy to help around the house...
one even'n when Nicolette scampers on down to the local black smith to get her hooves polished...Aleksandar beckons Tali from his bedroom...who's soak'n in his tighty whiteys with a half bottle of raspberry Stoli in his grip...challenges Tali to a game of  mister twister...with bubbles and booze flow'n everywhere...the game heats up...but it's Aleksandar who gets burned when Nicolette comes home early and douses him in kerosene
starr'n Vladimir Putin as heterosexually challenged Aleksandar...Bridgette Nielsen as the amazonian wife Nicolette with a taste fer revenge...and the black smith down the road
and Tom Daley as the not so innocent wet-n-wild Tali

haven't quite titillated yer senses yet?...then how about with saucy one...
well DUH! this tells the tale of a  middle aged Yugoslavian wife tangled in a web of seduction and revenge...gett'n even was the only thing on her mind when she said "I DO"..."til death do us part" couldn't come soon enough fer her 7th husband and the town's black smith
starr'n Bridgette Nielsen as the scorned web weave'n grave digg'n amazonian wife Nicolette...look'n to fill her bank account faster than she can fill her burial account...Vladimir Putin as the politically closeted tulip sniff'n financier and 7th husband Aleksandar...with a taste fer bubble baths...and bubble bottoms
and introduce'n Meredith Baxter Birney in her most rivet'n performance since Family Ties or any of her Lifetime movies combined...as the town's sun bath'n black smith beauty...Svetlana

everything comes in a 3 way...so give yer cataracts a good work-out with...
the prequel to the sequel in this trilogy of terror and intrigue...and learn how it ALL began
starr'n Vladimir Putin as the discretely distinguished and single financier "DADDY"...and Johnny Weir as the speed skate'n town tramp "TULIP" 

fer those on the DL...want'n a lil interracial facial...may i suggest... 
this tale continues 30 years later and answers the age ol' question...what REALLY did happen to Augustus Gloop after he was sucked up into the tube after fall'n into that river of chocolate in Willy Wonka's factory...Augustus ends up in Harlem...meets the man called Razer Blade...who gives Augustus a job ride'n the rails at nite...take'n a one way ticket to brown town...night after nite...til he's walk'n like a bow-legged bull from Belize
starr'n our current mentally deranged lie'n sack of pig shit as the all too eager and will'n to go all nite long Augustus Gloop...and Snoop Dog as the pimp tote'n bad ass Razer Blade who cuts like a knife...if Augustus doesn't get the job done

oh wow...i almost fergot about my fav-o-rit nite time read...
it's VERY autobiographical...
starr'n ME as the very cold but cautiously calculated...unintentionally internationally unknown perform'n illusionist of my own universe of course...enough said

find out what happens when you drop the soap...in the hysterical romp...
a true life docudrama about the life and times of peruvian street whore...Rolando Rosado...doin what he can to make ends meet...jump'n from bed rooms to broom closets until he's caught sniff'n around where he doesn't belong and ends up doin hard time behind bars...where life is anything BUTT a bed of roses
starr'n Nick Jonas as the down and out of his clothes faster than children runn'n from a burn'n build'n...Rolando...and John Travolta as the hot headed...crop rotation fer men...prison warden model and Jenny Craig drop-out...with a taste fer peruvian protein shakes...when these 2 meet in the showers...punishment...passion and pungent smells aren't the only thing fill'n the prison air

and last on my list of literary gems...is this master piece...
fresh off the farm...pretty boy Paul Puckerole gets a job in the big apple as a wall street gopher but ends up bite'n off more than he bargained for...when one night Paul gets tied up after the office christmas party...as a gaggle of floor traders decide to turn Paul into their personal pinata
starr'n homo hottie James Franco as the outsider with the inside everyone wants to get their hands on and the entire cast of the Minneapolis Gay Men's Chorus as the fetish fist'n NASDAQ traders
(oh puhleez...we know what happens at all those late nite"rehearsal" sessions)

well kittens...glad to help ya out with some terrific read'n fer all those long
and lusty nites...all alone...again...
NOW GET OFF MY DRESS!