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You know, one of the most appauling aspects of bad satire is unbelievable quotes. Things like "By cold ones I'm, of course, referring to beers, not that the cold-hearted biatch that abandoned her family for that gladiator guy." Are like big farking "SATIRE" roadsigns that render the story completely unbelievable. The whole "fun" of satire is the attempt at duping people into believing your story... isn't it? I give this guy a 2 for 10 on his "creative" writing.
Slayer: I can't say that I have ever "done" nor will I ever "do" a bong. I might take a hit off of one... but "doing" a bong? Man, that's next to necrophelia. :-P
Of course, the debate is not about good/bad satire, or even about the sexual responsiveness of drug paraphanalia, but about why anyone cares about about way-to-old-to-do-romantic-comedy Meg Ryan. Who posted this drivel?
