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Friday, April 27

A Cappella Crapola

Sing Now or Forever Hold Your Peace
Sing NEVER
Trailers

Sio Bibble once said, 'Master of Thighs, if you don't have anything nice to say, then let the Thigh Mistress speak!' And so, for once I will heed the advice of my most trusted consort...


Sing Now or Forever Hold My Hair Back While I Vomit

This piece of bona fide poop stunk to high heaven. Worse than the Thighmaster's gag-inducing farts... and that's saying something. I had to do way too much eye rolling and fake jerking off of my non-existent penis. It made zero sense, none of the characters or plot points were even close to believable, it tried to make a cappella singers look cool (never the case), it made light of suicide in a really creepy way, and Elizabeth Reaser was trying too hard…which was the worst part since I totally have a girl crush on her and I want to jump her sexy five head. Eight thumbs down. The end

Six Feet Wonder: no, that's not Michael C Hall stinkin up this joint, but his impostor, David Harbour aka the other dude to buggle Jake Gyelelelnhall in Brokecrack Mt

Apt MPupil3:: a cappella is never cool, unless of course, wees talkin bout Rockapella's theme song to end all team shlongs 'Where In The World Is Carmen Sandiego' [d]

John Grisham's Jizzum (aka Verdict): for once, I agree with the Mistress... Slit Your Eyes & Thighs Out & Off Repoopulous•