It’s Friday, which should mean we post about movies. But it’s also Good Friday, which means there is no one on the internet to read the post about movies. Because if our research is correct (and we hired the most professionally qualified research firm we could find, i.e. the chick who gave Sleek a lapdance in exchange for the job) then 98% of our readers are devout Christians who do not visit heathen places such as the whole internet on public holidays.
So, what I’m going to do is ramble on aimlessly just so there will be some words around the Movie In Seconds post of Transformers.
My cousin, Callista, came from banging kyeyo in Glasgow recently. Now she has to try and forge a Ugandan accent. Otherwise no one wants to hear.
You should hear her try to order Luwombo. Four times in a row they brought her a live dog.
As in she says “mpombo” and it sounds like “mpa mbwa.” True story.