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Fahrenheit 9/11 By Tracy McMichael  I heard this movie was, like, supposed to be really good and stuff. And yeah, you know. It, like, kinda reminded me of, like, a movie that was like….whats that word that starts with a ‘C’?.....Conversational? Continental? No….oh yea….Controversial. Which is what Mr. Rogers my history teacher said about Janet Jacksons boobs on the super bowl thingee. Well, I looked at her and went into the bathroom and began to vomit some more…mainly because of how FAT I am….I am 14 (and three months) and I weigh 106 pounds….ECCCHHH!....I look at myself in the mirror and I want to buy more Tupperware to puke in and hide in my closet. What was I talking about?....Oh yea! Farenheit 9/11!
Well, it has something to do with the president guy…George Bush…he is apparently evil. Apparently, like, he made our army men go to this far away land place called…Iran….he made them go die on purpose because he wanted to help his Indian friends and, like, get gold or gasoline or some stuff like that. The guy who made the movie walked around with this UGLY crying lady….all she did was cry and look disgusting…I mean a blue jacket with a green shirt! EWWWWW! That is worse than Stacy Kellington in my gym class who you can hear her thighs slap together when she runs and sweats in her Care Bears shirt…she totally smells like my grandpa’s farts…..Annnnyway. This fat sloppy man walks around with this lady who won’t stop crying for some reason…A wimp and a blimp!... I don’t really understand what all the anger is about. I mean didn’t we kill all those Indians who did the September 11th stuff? We caught Samuel Binladen, in like, that hole thing. Whatever. I didn’t really understand this movie. I had to go with my parents. Ever since I got out of rehab for my eating disorder I have to go out with my parents to get closer to them. I hate my parents. My dad complained the whole time about Michael Moore being, like, a commuter…wait….communist. Annnnnyway….I think I am going to vote John Kerry now…cause all the kids in school are talking about voting for him…and I don’t want to feel different. So even though I cant vote, or my opinion doesn’t really mean shit….I am gonna show my support for Kerry and then head to the mall, buy a Good Charlotte CD, eat some McDonald’s and piss away my cell phone minutes. Why do I do these things? Because I am a fucking moron who follows the rest of the sheep. P.S.- Farenheit 9/11 sucked, it was like, not cool at all…non of the girls looked pretty and I wouldn’t let Michael Moore fuck me even if he had backstage passes for Justin Timberlake. Go see Mean Girls instead.   1 out of 5 Stars 2004 |
