Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Julia thinks she lives alone ... she doesn't!

MADHOUSE, aka There Was A Little Girl aka And When She Was Bad aka a million other fuckin titles, has something to do with some broad's looney sister breaking out of an asylum and sicking her killer dog on the bitch and her friends. I don't remember too much from it because I'm mentally handicapped. Seriously, I'm a retard. I don't even remember how many songs are in this post. All I know is that its a Riz Ortolani soundtrack and sounds strikingly familiar to Cannibal Holocaust. Its kinda like when you stick your finger up someone's asshole ... you can wash it and wash it and wash it, but its gonna smell like shit until its ready to give up the stench. That's life.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

It ain't rape when she's dead

In DEATH KISS, aka He Killed His Wife aka Rape Killer, this douche pays some other douche to off the first douche's rich wife so he can get his jollies with some other whore. Nothing too original plot wise, is it? Its like every fuckin' episode of Murder She Wrote. Just add some tits and bush.

Twelve tracks up in the muthafucka, they're all pretty short. That's all I've got to say, you fuck.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

I've seen more dead bodies than you've had TV dinners

What the fuck do I say about KOLCHAK: THE NIGHT STALKER? Beats the shit out of me. All I know is they don't make television like that anymore. Why? I'll tell you. Its all a plot to bore me. 'They' figure that if I'm bored, I'll probably spend more time taking a shit. Clever, huh? I showed them though. I don't even own a fuckin' TV anymore. Take that!

Whatever, retard.

Two songs here. The theme from the TV show and the end theme from the Night Strangler TV movie. Pure fuckin' genius, asswad.

Friday, May 18, 2007

Hassle in the Castle

Man, I can't remember a fuckin' thing about this movie. I found these damn files on the computer though, so I figured I'd upload 'em. LA BIMBA DI SATANA has something to do with demonic possession and vaginas or some shit like that. I can't recall because I've been plagued by a pair of phantom sneakers lately. Every time I turn around, they're right there, trying to trip me. Yesterday, they tried to throw me down a flight of stairs. Fuckin' pieces of shit.

Five tracks by some douche. There's some metal-ish ballad-ish riffing going on here and there. Makes me wanna drink some Budweiser, then kill myself. What the fuck am I talking about?

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Nobody could dial a breakfast like mother

A while back I asked if anyone out there had any Scooby Doo underscore music. Nobody fuckin' did. I happened to stumble upon some Hanna Barbera junk last night and ended up with this next gem, underscore music to the Jetsons cartoon. Eleven whole minutes of shit. You can pop this bitch on and pretend your George Jetson, then go fuck Judy's wide asshole. That's all you fucks think about anyway, isn't it? I do a Google image search on the Jetsons and the first three pages were nothing but fantasy porn drawings of the Jetsons fuckin'. Can't anyone watch a cartoon anymore without fantasizing about it and beating off? Fuckin' perverts.

There might be more of this shit to follow, who knows. This comes from the Hanna Barbera Pic-a-Nic Basket volume 2 LP.

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

No! Not in my ass!

What the fuck do I say about this one? An unusual, moody soundtrack from some old rape fetish movie. What else is there to say? Its a bit unnerving, a bit dance-able, a bit whatever the fuck. To be honest, I'm still waking the fuck up and can't recall one second of the music. Whatever, I'm sure you'll all stick a fist up your asshole and jerk off your dick inside out when you hear this shit.

In other news, fuck you.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

When a man climbs on top of a woman, she becomes ugly

Yesterday, I had some interesting things to say about ZERO IN AND SCREAM, but this morning I just can't remember what they were. No loss, I'm sure. This guy ain't too hot on broads being pigs, and since they're all pigs he's gotta run around with his rifle and pick them off. Pretty mean-spirited, but that's the way I fuckin' like it.

Buncha fuckin' songs here, I forget how many. They range from stupid stripper rock to jazzy nightmares. What a fuckin' mess. You probably won't love it, but that's what happens when you swallow too much semen.