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Pick 66: Slick Flick Pick: Gory Folklore--Doling Out Depravities and Cavities; (Sleuth with a Sweet Tooth, Sweets to Dead Meat); (Candyman, 1992)
Recline, Cinematic Fanatics, in your favorite well-worn, stale chair, rustle up some sweet treat confections, a little butterscotch with your stiff scotch, zoom in and zone out as we unwind the daily grind with a slick f****** flick pick.
Candyman is the flick, so very slick, hence our fstars pick! When Slick Flick Pick is near, stare into a nearby reflective surface, utter his sweetly lethal name until you both feel and hear a buzz and stick around, till, Falsetto Prophet's and Blood Red Devil's voice, you hear.
Lights... camera...action... lends distraction and, with the right Slick Flick Pick, grants satisfaction. We are your worthwhile cinephiles; you're our cinematic fanatics; together, we, excitement unlock and run down the real world's unimaginative fstars clock while feasting our eyes on this--shi* stained bathroom floor sweet slick, glory in a gory folklore story's flick, lethal last spasm from a reflective phantasm pick.
Enter, with us, you cinematic fanatics, into the realm of film's fantasy while we unwind the grind of a gritty and decaying urban legend's reality… We offer you: Pick 66: Slick Flick Pick: Gory Folklore--Doling Out Depravities and Cavities; (Sleuth with a Sweet Tooth, Sweets to Dead Meat); (Candyman, 1992).
Today, we discuss--the futility of wandering the fstars around an unwelcoming city, innumerable dangers inherent when you're the wrong color at the wrong time within the wrong crime scene: this lean, pale, blonde, queen in jeans
should have sidestepped Cabrini-Greene, the likelihood of Candyman being up to date with his tetanus shots, the irony of this one-armed wraith having a sweet tooth but a sour disposition, when your gal pal invites you over for blood-red wine, make sure you smash all of her mirrors and/or never use the bathroom and the topic Helen could have chosen for her thesis, in lieu of gory folklore, an analysis of the air quality in Chicago and how the local atmosphere is adversely affected by massive makeshift bonfires burning brightly in the
projects. In this vicious and violent sector of Chicago, it is sweets for dead godd*** meat and a bonfires flame for his dame.
-Your worthwhile cinephile: turning, with my hook, pages in a paperback book: Falsetto Prophet and victim of sweet tooth cavities and stabs to body cavities RED DEVIL
P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.
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By Falsetto ProphetRecline, Cinematic Fanatics, in your favorite well-worn, stale chair, rustle up some sweet treat confections, a little butterscotch with your stiff scotch, zoom in and zone out as we unwind the daily grind with a slick f****** flick pick.
Candyman is the flick, so very slick, hence our fstars pick! When Slick Flick Pick is near, stare into a nearby reflective surface, utter his sweetly lethal name until you both feel and hear a buzz and stick around, till, Falsetto Prophet's and Blood Red Devil's voice, you hear.
Lights... camera...action... lends distraction and, with the right Slick Flick Pick, grants satisfaction. We are your worthwhile cinephiles; you're our cinematic fanatics; together, we, excitement unlock and run down the real world's unimaginative fstars clock while feasting our eyes on this--shi* stained bathroom floor sweet slick, glory in a gory folklore story's flick, lethal last spasm from a reflective phantasm pick.
Enter, with us, you cinematic fanatics, into the realm of film's fantasy while we unwind the grind of a gritty and decaying urban legend's reality… We offer you: Pick 66: Slick Flick Pick: Gory Folklore--Doling Out Depravities and Cavities; (Sleuth with a Sweet Tooth, Sweets to Dead Meat); (Candyman, 1992).
Today, we discuss--the futility of wandering the fstars around an unwelcoming city, innumerable dangers inherent when you're the wrong color at the wrong time within the wrong crime scene: this lean, pale, blonde, queen in jeans
should have sidestepped Cabrini-Greene, the likelihood of Candyman being up to date with his tetanus shots, the irony of this one-armed wraith having a sweet tooth but a sour disposition, when your gal pal invites you over for blood-red wine, make sure you smash all of her mirrors and/or never use the bathroom and the topic Helen could have chosen for her thesis, in lieu of gory folklore, an analysis of the air quality in Chicago and how the local atmosphere is adversely affected by massive makeshift bonfires burning brightly in the
projects. In this vicious and violent sector of Chicago, it is sweets for dead godd*** meat and a bonfires flame for his dame.
-Your worthwhile cinephile: turning, with my hook, pages in a paperback book: Falsetto Prophet and victim of sweet tooth cavities and stabs to body cavities RED DEVIL
P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.