Dear Blog-
My favorite actor... from May 1987 to the first 5 months of 1990... has died. That's right... Mr. Patrick Swayze... is dead. In that time, he made three movies. What movies you ask? Well... READ THE FUCKING TITLE AGAIN... YOU HIP-THRUSTING, RED-NECK, SISSY!!
Speaking of red-neck, hip-thrusting, sissies... go out and buy (don't rent!!) "Dirty Dancing," "Road House," and "Ghost." Then ask yourself... Why the hell didn't this guy take his own life 20 years ago? If you're still not convinced... buy (DON'T RENT!!) "To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything! Julie Newmar." Seriously... that's the actual name of the movie. Seriously times 2... I can't believe he didn't kill himself before Michael Jackson!!
You know what... if I'm ever playing charades... and the clue is "movie"and some dumb-ass-mother-fucker writes down "To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything! Julie Newmar" ... they're going to be joining Mr. Patrick Swayze... in heaven.
That's right... Mr. Swayze is in heaven...and he's an angel right now. His sexxxy-hips, his Hollywood hair, and the fact that he was in "Skatetown, U.S.A." pretty much secured him a spot with Our Lord Jesus Christ Almighty... years before his passing! Hallelujah!! That's more than I can say about you, Michael Jackson.
Your pal,
jme
P. S. Don't worry... Warren Beatty is still going to hell!!