

To start things off, there's zero percent chance I was ever going to see this movie. Mainly because of James Franco's happy-go-lucky ass, double-mainly because of the gory arm sawing scene. Apparently the dude cut off his arm with a fucking Taco Bell knife or some next level shit. Let's face it, I'm dead on the fall let alone absolutely declining the option of putting in work with that plastic butter knife.
Back to the point of the post. This Lego character's anguish is almost more advanced than whatever James Franco's construction of pain is. Nothing more pure than my man up there seeing his plastic arm chillin' under a yellow octagon.
Legos are still thriving huh?
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