I went and saw The Runways on opening night. If ya know my ass, you know I really like punk. Like I love it. Like I have mad punk rock collections of shit. Like old shit – not new stuff. New stuff is not so hot.

And punk girls are usually pretty cool cuz they are easy to do dirty things with. And shit, I bet the chicks back then were mad easy too. Like, ‘Let’s pop some quaaludes, and get this going.’ ‘Don’t come knocking if the van is rocking.’ Down side is, I bet they didn’t shave.

To the movie – the movie was good. I liked it. Like it was everything that the really bad Germs movie should have been. The styling was great; the music was good; and the story kept moving. I am bummed that there were not more girl-on-girl scenes, but I guess the opening scene of the chick dripping blood down her legs set the film off right.

BLOOD!

I also saw Hot Tub Time Machine.

I went to 7-Eleven before the film to buy a Sunkist and some chocolate chip cookies (three for a buck). I need my Sunkist pretty often.

This movie is fucking awesome. So awesome it gives me a boner. While I have never been a fan of hot tubs, this makes me want to go in everyone I can find – maybe it will take me back to the late ’70s punk era so I can bang some skanky punk girls (see my Runaways review). Or even if it just took me back to the ’80s like this movie did, I would be cool with that.

This one dude almost gets his arm chopped off like a zillion times. Does he end up with his arm? Who knows! I don’t want to give that away! There are great tits in this film, plenty of bad dirty jokes, three-way action (sort of), an old dude trying to get a young dude half hard (its not gay), and a dude yelling at a seven-year-old girl real nasty-like.

Moral of the story: dudes in hot tubs naked is not gay if they end up in the ’80s banging hot chicks.