They always come back. The monsters at the end of the movie. It’s like a whole thing. The alien in Alien, after Sigourney Weaver’s Ripley has blown up the Nostromo and escaped in a shuttle, only to find HR Geiger’s xenomorph unfurling itself among the hyper sleeps pods. The stabby Halloween guy in Halloween, after Jamie Lee Curtis finally totally stabbed him to death... right up until he casually sits up behind her at the end. Chucky, Freddy, and Carrie, they all came back in the last scene of the final reel, and their resurrections are the defining jump-scare moments of entire franchises.
Nov 18, 2022·edited Nov 18, 2022Liked by John Birmingham
I've lost my fear of the Great Orange Fartmonster. He was roundly whipped by a geriatric who can barely walk up stairs, then his candidates were curbstomped against all historical precedent. In a surprising turn of events it seems that moderate Republicans see through his bloviation and don't actually support coups by idiotic blowhards. Colour me pleasantly surprised.
“The vague gestures and meandering sentences shadow-walking through Sigmund Freud’s hand-drawn map of the deep unconscious created an emotional ambience akin to realising that a mile-long slab of visceral fat has escaped the containment facility under America’s largest drive-thru liposuction clinic and is sliding ever closer to your open mouth.“
That gave us gooseflesh!! You’re a genius, JB.
Trump… you could nearly be sorry for the guy but all that support is super baffling.
The Child of Trump, Bride of Chuckie is DeSantis. I’m very afraid of that half man half Hitler. Hardcore biblebashing antagonist. Eek.
"The stabby Halloween guy in Halloween" like you don't know his name. Hats off to you for watching any of his press conference/announcement I avoid that, well I want to say like the plague but recent behaviors in our society mean I have to retire that phrase.
I like it when the monsters come back, but then get the coup de grace from the protagonist...hopefully this translates as jail time for the sad/angry orange blimp.
My nightmare has become a reality. A thing worst than climate change has announced its intention to become the most dangerous thing in the universe, again. That presidential parvenu will probably return as a steroid-infused Caligula. The Oval Office will be named the Throne Room and decorated in the chintzy style of Mar A Farrago in view of the fact that many lies and myths babble from the upper orifice.
The announcement that rancid Rupert has withdrawn his blessing, sent shivers through the ice-cold hearts of the Koch Bros and all the other carpetbaggers of state and county political hopefuls. The attendees at the hall of the king noticed that his enormous ego is overpowering, like a cheap Eau de Cologne.
Now that Gina Ironheart has been exposed as a gingerbread man groupie, I'm trying not to mention the name of he who must remain nameless in this missive, the share price of Hancock Prospecting
hit rock bottom and kept on going. She was expecting a Macy's parade extravaganza, but it degenerated into a billionaire's bragging match, like schoolboys saying my dads got more money than your dad. The guests were taken aback when they were charged an entrance fee of one bar of bullion, a mere bagatelle for these lads and WAGs, but paying to use the toilet was a bit rude, even for these grifters.
His detractors will claim that all the attendees were paid actors dressed in hired tuxedos.
Melania has had enough of the being the most powerful lady in the world gig, she will now be replaced by a deep fake hologram, so she can stay atop his, I dodged that name again, golden New York tower teaching Baron to be an obnoxious little shit, just like his father.
His main campaign strategy will be voter suppression, relying on his supreme court toadies to suppress any challenge. When it gains power it intends to do a liar from the shire trick and appoint himself speaker of the house as well, now that Nancy has fled with all her insider trading fortune. People have commented that he, you know, reminds them of a pox doctor's clerk, hanging around the back door of a down market bordello, touting for business.
Upon his retirement from office, he intends to endow a university course in a new branch of psychiatry to examine Freudian psychosis in the working of his mind.
On the slim chance of going to jail, there will probably be a mass breakout of hardened criminals, afraid of the stain on their street cred with boys in the hood.
I feel I have to apologise for my appalling grammar, for instance, I always thought that Syntax was a fine for being caught fiddling with myself.
Can I use Sebaceous Turd in a future ramble? Plus It's a great conversation starter at parties.
John, glad that Trump can't RELIFE and terrorize mankind for centuries. (SHATERED SKIES ohmage) Question: Did Pennsylvania Republican Senate nominee Mehmet Oz make Oz residents consider a new moniker? He might have ruined it for the Land Down Under. Just saying …
I've lost my fear of the Great Orange Fartmonster. He was roundly whipped by a geriatric who can barely walk up stairs, then his candidates were curbstomped against all historical precedent. In a surprising turn of events it seems that moderate Republicans see through his bloviation and don't actually support coups by idiotic blowhards. Colour me pleasantly surprised.
“The vague gestures and meandering sentences shadow-walking through Sigmund Freud’s hand-drawn map of the deep unconscious created an emotional ambience akin to realising that a mile-long slab of visceral fat has escaped the containment facility under America’s largest drive-thru liposuction clinic and is sliding ever closer to your open mouth.“
That gave us gooseflesh!! You’re a genius, JB.
Trump… you could nearly be sorry for the guy but all that support is super baffling.
The Child of Trump, Bride of Chuckie is DeSantis. I’m very afraid of that half man half Hitler. Hardcore biblebashing antagonist. Eek.
"The stabby Halloween guy in Halloween" like you don't know his name. Hats off to you for watching any of his press conference/announcement I avoid that, well I want to say like the plague but recent behaviors in our society mean I have to retire that phrase.
I like it when the monsters come back, but then get the coup de grace from the protagonist...hopefully this translates as jail time for the sad/angry orange blimp.
My nightmare has become a reality. A thing worst than climate change has announced its intention to become the most dangerous thing in the universe, again. That presidential parvenu will probably return as a steroid-infused Caligula. The Oval Office will be named the Throne Room and decorated in the chintzy style of Mar A Farrago in view of the fact that many lies and myths babble from the upper orifice.
The announcement that rancid Rupert has withdrawn his blessing, sent shivers through the ice-cold hearts of the Koch Bros and all the other carpetbaggers of state and county political hopefuls. The attendees at the hall of the king noticed that his enormous ego is overpowering, like a cheap Eau de Cologne.
Now that Gina Ironheart has been exposed as a gingerbread man groupie, I'm trying not to mention the name of he who must remain nameless in this missive, the share price of Hancock Prospecting
hit rock bottom and kept on going. She was expecting a Macy's parade extravaganza, but it degenerated into a billionaire's bragging match, like schoolboys saying my dads got more money than your dad. The guests were taken aback when they were charged an entrance fee of one bar of bullion, a mere bagatelle for these lads and WAGs, but paying to use the toilet was a bit rude, even for these grifters.
His detractors will claim that all the attendees were paid actors dressed in hired tuxedos.
Melania has had enough of the being the most powerful lady in the world gig, she will now be replaced by a deep fake hologram, so she can stay atop his, I dodged that name again, golden New York tower teaching Baron to be an obnoxious little shit, just like his father.
His main campaign strategy will be voter suppression, relying on his supreme court toadies to suppress any challenge. When it gains power it intends to do a liar from the shire trick and appoint himself speaker of the house as well, now that Nancy has fled with all her insider trading fortune. People have commented that he, you know, reminds them of a pox doctor's clerk, hanging around the back door of a down market bordello, touting for business.
Upon his retirement from office, he intends to endow a university course in a new branch of psychiatry to examine Freudian psychosis in the working of his mind.
On the slim chance of going to jail, there will probably be a mass breakout of hardened criminals, afraid of the stain on their street cred with boys in the hood.
I feel I have to apologise for my appalling grammar, for instance, I always thought that Syntax was a fine for being caught fiddling with myself.
Can I use Sebaceous Turd in a future ramble? Plus It's a great conversation starter at parties.
John, glad that Trump can't RELIFE and terrorize mankind for centuries. (SHATERED SKIES ohmage) Question: Did Pennsylvania Republican Senate nominee Mehmet Oz make Oz residents consider a new moniker? He might have ruined it for the Land Down Under. Just saying …
And ... ;0)