I would rather pluck out my pubes than watch "Valentines Day." Seriously, if I ever rent that lame ass, looking bullshit movie, about "relationship-y" looking bullshit, that makes all of us women look like little bitches, you have my permission to slap me, like the bitch I am, for watching it. Sooooooo, probably next weekend when there's nothing else at Redbox... (hangs head in shame)

Now Sex in The City, that's a different story!! I will prance off to see Sex in The City with sparkly pink toenails, a gin buzz, and the and skanky shoes (when combined with the gin buzz and the prancing will most likely land me flat on my ass). The difference? Samantha. That bitch is a smutty whore. And that is rad, and I am pretty sure we saw some dick in SITC I. I think it was just a little side profile dick, but still, oh! and there were boobies, for sure. So I guess it really comes down to the rating system. I have become such a hardened hag, if its not at least 'R', I don't wanna see it. Not that I am in to porn, guys, for real, trust me, ask my husband, he wishes, but there is something so exciting about seeing some titty-balls or shlong up on the big screen where its not suppose to be unless your in one of those (fight the urge to add Pee Wee Herman reference here) theaters. Mother fucker, now I want some popcorn.

The point bitches, and dudes? I don't know, naked body parts, and cuss words are more entertaining than romance? Hang on, my boner's showing. Yea right! Dudes don't watch Sex in The City! Hahahaha!! Hang on, gotta put my miniature penis nub away.