Then decades later I had a dreamy vision of a bomb exploding during negro history month in 21.
Don't laugh, see the original 1988 Baltimore, Maryland movie trailer, directed by John Waters, and you tell me that you can't see Woody Norris on the dance floor scenes in this one.
Think DR STRANGELOVE meets CRY BABY meets PINK FLAMINGO.
Rhymes with KINKOS.
Gregory Scott Relf's
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PS JERRY SEINFELD: The other night I dreamed that the feds invaded your upcoming SUPER BOWL LV backyard barbeque party because it was not legal; not to mention politically incorrect.
Too many super models from Australia hanging around the pool for one thing. Also, too many guys who looked as strapped as Ben Affleck in SMOKIN' ACES. Including myself, who happen to have an unlicensed 357 tucked in my belt.
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