I'm out.

Don't try to find me.

I've said it before and I'll say it again: I win. Hah.

WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!....

It's not enough I find one movie about Mortal Kombat..but TWO?

The first movie wasn't actually that bad-they get some details wrong but that's Hollywood. Then I get to the sequel...

...What..the..hell...WERE THE WRITERS SMOKING WHEN THEY WROTE THAT SHIT?

That's not even close to what really happened during the invasion!

Since when is Raiden some pansy-ass, hippy?!
Where's the snarky, wise-ass mentor I loved to give back talk to?

Shao Kahn's supposed to be intimidating, the sort you don't want to fool with..I swear, Shao Kahn in the movie-I didn't know whether to point and laugh at him or just bitch slap him and tell him to grow a pair.

And this is with Shao Kahn.

They turned Jax into some street thug...they made my character a whiny, bitch that spent the whole movie with a confused look on her face.
And that's only a small sample of the offences in that movie...

Fuck it..I need a drink..or something.

Kay so APPARENTLY prostitution is out as a career choice.

Well... I did build up quite a reputation in Vegas... Legally.

I really hope I don't get yelly guys tonight...

So, okay, school. Holy shit. Didn't think I'd end up there again. I got Honors Algebra/Trig, Geometry, Accounting, and only because I don't think I have to read Jane Eyre, English. Here's to hoping.

Man, I really really really don't want to go back to school.

Welll hel-hel-helloooo there! What have I stumbled upon?

Let us skip right to the introductions. Allow me to go first, I am the wonderful, the gorgeous, the brilliant, the majestic, the splendiferous, the virtuous, the humble Jerry die Maus!

Applause please – go ahead, everyone does.

Forget it. You know who you are.

I'm Tom Katze. Hello, ladies. So, where am I now? Stupid Mouse. I know this is your fault. I have cheese.