My special purpose smoked salmon pasta sauce shit hits the fan at around 42 hours after my crazy uncle Santa Clause figure has measured out the temple's border walls in WILD AT HEART.
Or like my own beloved mother always used to say to everybody about me,
"My son is very sick..." Like in the BRIDES OF DRACULA movie trailer about me on YouTube. Wherein the head vampire hunter is always some Joseph Smith look alike mormon prophet. And the actual vampire is sporting a rather youthful looking physically transfigured blond haired shampoo die job.
When even back then, there were no Jewish actors in your typically restricted retro 1950s David Lynch movie.
And only the occasional very well bred negro gentlemen; if and when the plot line actually called for it.
Gregory Scott Relf's
6x9 brown envelopes, circa 1996.
PS SANDRA BULLOCK: Why that limited BIRD BOX office theatrical release on Taylor Swift's 12.13 birthday?
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