There are few things finer than listening to the Smurfs covering Supergrass on a warm summers evening with the prospect of a couple of paper deadlines looming within 24 hours of each other.
Oh well, back to the lolly sticks:
What did the girl melon say when the boy melon proposed?
We're too young, we canteloupe.
I don't know what to make of this one. On the one hand, it's probably the closes to a half decent joke that I've seen after sucking off a lolly. On the other hand, it is rather, well, contrived. And on the other hand.. that would make three hands, which would be weird.
Is there anything worse than listening to the Smurfs singing "Smurfland Olympics" on a sticky summer night with the prospect of a couple of paper deadlines looming within 24 hours of each other?
I watched "Agent Cody Banks" the other night. I'd get Robert Eger to review it, but I don't think that there's all that much to say about it. Besides, how can you fault a film that has Ian McShane as a glowering cackling bad guy who gets his comeuppance when he is consumed from the inside by a swarm of deadly nanobots?
It's amazing what they'll show in kids' movies these days.