Alright John. I know that back when you bought these tapes when Hollywood Video and Blockbuster were closing, you were just looking for movies that you could see ass and titties in. I get it. I'm a man. But, there's just no excuse for the horribly oaken acting, weak ass plot and just downright boring level to this film that I actually kept going in and out of falling asleep. T&A just isn't a good enough reason. If only you would've known how easy it was going to be to watch porn online these days, owning this movie would be something you wouldn't have to be burdened with. Ugh. Oh well, at least when I'm done watching the last two movies you lent me, I'll never have to see this ever again.
This might be the one and only time I'll ever watch a Shannon Tweed movie.
Psychics and tarot cards are full of shit.
The perfect scene for Ron Burgundy and the channel 4 news team to start singing "afternoon delight."
I'll be honest, the brunette that this dude is banging is way hotter than Shannon Tweed.
Shannon's husband is an uptight prick.
That is a fantastic looking victorian house.
I love how Shannon's husband wants her to be followed to find out if she's having an affair, but he's banging his secretary. What a hypocritical piece of shit.
Being depressed and alone is a lot better most of the time.
Now I think I've seen Shannon's boobs as many times as Gene Simmons has.
After about the fourth or fifth slow motion dream sequence, I kept drifting in and out of sleep. I should've just went to sleep to be quite honest, but I can't do that. I have to do this for you guys and for myself. I needed to let you guys know and to remind John of how boring this movie is so he never watches it again and so you guys skip over it. Thanks for your time. I'd rather waste mine than yours.
This might be the one and only time I'll ever watch a Shannon Tweed movie.
Psychics and tarot cards are full of shit.
The perfect scene for Ron Burgundy and the channel 4 news team to start singing "afternoon delight."
I'll be honest, the brunette that this dude is banging is way hotter than Shannon Tweed.
Shannon's husband is an uptight prick.
That is a fantastic looking victorian house.
I love how Shannon's husband wants her to be followed to find out if she's having an affair, but he's banging his secretary. What a hypocritical piece of shit.
Being depressed and alone is a lot better most of the time.
Now I think I've seen Shannon's boobs as many times as Gene Simmons has.
After about the fourth or fifth slow motion dream sequence, I kept drifting in and out of sleep. I should've just went to sleep to be quite honest, but I can't do that. I have to do this for you guys and for myself. I needed to let you guys know and to remind John of how boring this movie is so he never watches it again and so you guys skip over it. Thanks for your time. I'd rather waste mine than yours.
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