Confessions and Movies

I, Lazer McSanchez, am a nice guy.

Fuck.

No, seriously. I probably hold the world record for friend zone entrance. I fucking dive into that shit. My goal is to be more of an asshole. I think once I can bring that up I'll be on cruise control.

Oh, and contrary to Optimus' Valentine's day, I had a great one.

4 stars on DragonForce's Through the Fire and Flames. Bam.

Medium, but epic nonetheless.

Ya, so I think I'm going to be posting more. I'll talk about movies, so that'll give me some blog fodder.

I saw When Harry Met Sally this V-Day, I can see why it's a classic. Billy Crystal's character was fun to hate, while we were kinda annoyed by Meg Ryan's Sally, but in the way where we sympathize with her. However, this is where the movie's strong point comes in, the character's development over time. This is especially evident when Harry and Sally are reminiscing and refuse to believe the things they said when they were younger.

The movie's classic scenes definitely shine through, especially Crystal's speech detailing the exact reasons why he loves Sally. I found myself rooting for both characters, wanting Harry to win and wanting Sally to get who she deserves. The movie is definitely about both characters and their (admittedly realistic) quest for love, and we are never forced to choose sides. We watch two characters who play off each other with their differences transition to best friends and through a long struggle finally become lovers. A wonderful movie of destiny, love, and friendship.

I'm going to name my penis...

I figure it's about time. It's not an uncommon practice, if I am to believe everything I learn from sitcoms.
Now, it's OBVIOUS that there's only one name epic enough to fulfill such a position;
"Is it Thor?"
Shit that, some hammers are just too powerful for even this admittedly badass motha' fucker.
"Speaking of 'motha fuckaz' is it Samuel L. Jackson?"
While it has been said that the only thing black about me is my dick [and liver], no, I am not going to name my schlong after the Baron of Badass.
"Well how about Superman; you can't get much more epic than that."
Oh, I beg to differ. Besides, I'd name my cock Red Son long before I'd name it after a dopey news reporter with poor eyesight. Alright, enough ado, drum roll please.
After much deliberation, I, Optimus Prime, have decided to name my gigantic member Dragonforce.


If you don't know what Dragonforce is, you don't deserve to, but I'll tell you to Google it, anyways, because that amount of epicness will probably kill you and your feeble soul, anyways.