The degridation of all that is holy.

It hasn't been since I saw Natrual Born Killers that I saw such a great american epic. I imediately watched agian and agian and agian. Finally my assistant had to retrive a crowbar to pry me away from the screen. I went into the bathroom to spash some water on my face, and realized my pupils were wide open. I felt this overwelming sinsation to go back and watch it once more. I did, but alas, it wasn't the same I guess that I should be happy that we had our time together. When I think of the times this movie and I had together. I know nothing will ever make me feel whole agian. Maybe a sequel involving the genitaila of the pre-historic Snub Faced Bear or Cromagnum Man.