Let me tell you. Being a bloodelogist is lots of work. You have to stare at blood and...ology all dang day.
And it doesn't help when your brother (@Soundsaboutleft ) is just as crazy as you are...if not more so!
So come and enjoy the look into the documentary known as the pilot episode of
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Dexter 1.0.
But first let me talk a little bit about the show Dexter.
It only lasted 4 seasons. I thought it went out on a high note instead of sticking around for several more seasons and have idiotic plot lines no one cared about and ultimately ending in one of the worst season finales of ever. It's not like he ended up a lumberjack.
The show stars Mike B. Hallway as Dexter's Lab and other people!
So let's take a stab at this show...
SEE WHAT I DID THERE WITH THAT PUN??
We start out by watching some dude cruising for some D or some V.
And I don't mean ding-dongs and vajitas.
I mean death and violence.
Wait. He pivots to being a Miami Tourist video telling us about how great it is. Food and the night life.
We cut to some kids singing and some creep in front of them being creepy in a gazebo.
"I attack the gazebo!"
Dexter is watching some dude named Mike Dollonmen.
Apparently, Dexter thinks he's the true one.
Uh...Dex. Why you garroting your true love??
I don't know about you, but if I was Mike, I'd slam my car into a pole instead of going where some creep wants me to go with a garrote around my neck.
At least I'd go out with my head flying out teh window and be totally badass.
Dex takes the dude into some craphole house.
If this was LA, that house would cost $3 million even with the bodies.
Dexter drags the dude in and leans him against the wall and goes
'LOOK AT ME!'
Then 'LOOK AT THIS PHOTOGRAPHH!!!'
And then "Look at the bodies of the oompa loompas you ganked you creepo."
Mike isn't a good person. He's a cereal biller of oompa loompas who have painted themselves as kids.
Mike starts to ask for a hail mary. Uh. This isn't the time for football.
Then we find out Dexter has a need to shank, but only adults.
All this remembering lately is bringing me back to my childhood.
It was the winter where we had to go to the Outlook Hotel and where I discovered I had the Shinning and not #theshining
My dad went a little bonkers. But we all go a little
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mad sometimes.
I can tell you that I was a cute kid and my best friend was named @Soundsaboutleft. He told me all kinds of things like how fun it'd be to burn action figures.
He also taught me to speak backwards.
My dad got a job taking care of the Microsoft Outlook Hotel up in the mountains for the winter. Mostly, he had to flush toilets and not try to butcher his family. He was 0 for 2 that winter.
But I do remember the car ride up. It was so much fun!
Tonight I'm going to be talking about @Soundsaboutleft's time in Shawshank prison. A hellhole that held, even for a short while, the hardest screwball that ever walked the turnstile.
So I'm going to start my review of the latest DC film that just got released.
It's S**cide Squad. I'm not allowed to type it out because I'm pretty sure Twitter blocks that crap.
Anyway. I can finally tell you all that I was part of the squad. I think my scenes were cut, though
It stars an insane list of people like @idriselba as Jean Claude Van Damme's best 80s movie, @NathanFillion as T.S.O.L, @JohnCena as Colt pistol, Margot Robbie as Harley Davidson, Michael Rooker as the coolest dude ever, @violadavis as an amazing actress, and, hell...
It even has @seangunn as Rocket Raccoon's stand-in and even a cameo by the awesome @lloydkaufman (god of Tromaville).