Frickin’ Ricky Bobby

Well… I just put a bullet in about 2 hours of my life. Setting my expectations somewhat high, I joined my in-laws for a viewing of Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby. Sweet mother of all that’s holy; I would have had more fun eating a turd while being set on fire and rolled in glass. I managed to go the duration of the movie with barely a chuckle, with the occasional disgruntled outburst of profanity. After a hard day at work and navigating yet another round of icy roads, enduring the pain of seeing what I once considered to be a decent comic talent completely obliterate my evening was almost too much to handle. The only proper way to finish off this day is for me to repeatedly smash myself in the crotch with a dirty boot….

4 Responses to “Frickin’ Ricky Bobby”

1. Brian Frost says:

   February 2, 2007 at 10:52 am

   So did you like the movie?
2. Ryan Bond says:

   February 2, 2007 at 11:10 am

   grrr…
3. Nathan Winter says:

   February 6, 2007 at 4:55 pm

   Yeah, no kidding… a steaming pile of shit. I turned it off after 20 minutes.
4. ryan says:

   February 6, 2007 at 7:04 pm

   Smart move man….it’s been a week and I’m still pissed that I watched it…bah