Me vs. Godzilla on AMC tonight. if there’s anything i like better than to see that big brown bastard get his just desserts, i don’t know what it is.
that’s not the original ending, btw. his agent paid off the studio to let them reshoot it. in the original, the Moth was the Master. fuck, i dominated that prick. made him my bitch. he made me a sammich when i got through with hizazz.
money talks.
he’ll get his.
EDIT: hey, i forgot that they actually released the REAL ending on this film! my guy Marty came through for me and blocked the release of that pussy’s reshot ending where he “wins” (totally unbelievable anyway, if you ask me). in the REAL, OFFICIAL ending, i tag team with my other self on that fat rubber fuckdoll.
haha! take that, lizard boy! hey, i hear Geico’s hiring, after their old spokesgecko was found naked and hanging from the ceiling of a Vegas motel room. of course, you might want to do something about that little powder habit there, tough guy. yeah, you heard me. fucking cokehead. i offered time and time again to take you under my wing, but you had to go your own route, didn’t you? and when all the fame and fortune and girls and chemicals fucked up your head, where were you then, huh? er… i mean, where was i? well, nevermind that. you fucked up, and you know it. i gave you a chance, and you BLEW it. see you in hell, zippertit.
