Sympathy for the Devil

This poetic and math pounding flick is beyond the flesh of your skin, Comrade. I had my eyes removed and put back together not touching any flesh; you could do that but not like me. I touched no flesh! You could not resist stroking my blood marinated flesh during such an operation.

My technics CD player was but only a prototype that the Japanese stole from my people. The ear buds made from slaughtered enemy soldiers in my most recent campaign I collected from the battlefield using my time machine. MATSUSHITA!!

Before you...simple. My self made and top of the line "time machine" does not require 88 mph or fusion. It is run with goat's blood. I do not bend or tort space time like the amblyopic pretender of your grand children's presents at Xmas next year. X equals the best leader of the free world. You get the dumb.

This movie is the thing I watch while acting like I sleep knowing you are watching me breath - decoding the false signals I send in rate of respiration and sudden delays. You are the easiest of the enemy as I first used my time machine to defeat all of the hardest so I could spend my time playing the easiest with the cheats.

The movie inspired me so deep that I cut my enemy in the head with my matching of spelling to the Tori Amos of the Beverly Crusher ERA of real estate centers of the World! United Airlines!? Why then you use the American Airlines at the same time? I see through it all...in my shower where you watch and wish you were wearing my flesh.

There were tons of thousands of "goofs" however so I downgraded my opinion by 1. NE yet - nice trice cowboy.

Do you even speak French? That is the language I speak in the movie of the Cowboy and Bonds...bearer bonds stollen from mother Russia. You think I would die from falling a MIR 100,000 miles from that building? While I was gliding I made a space station...no problem. Very professional station with a guest quarters and private salon.