Rendezvous
23 June 06 : 02.00 AM
I have an obscene love for South Park and its brand of satire, parody and black humor. Since the age of 12, I have watched every single episode of South Park, although there was a rather long interregnum, that is, after Napster stopped being my friend. Even his name is strange on my mouth now.
You can watch Matt Stone and Trey Parker's tribute to Monty Python here. I actually watched these guys grow fat over the seasons.
You can check out snippets of their awesome-ness here, here (cunt, cunt, cunt), here and here. They've done terrific spoofs on movies like the matrix and the passion of christ, and ridiculed the likes of Tom Cruise, George Bush and Paris Hilton, took on a controversial stand on issues such as stemcell research, euthanasia, religion, politics and so on.
I'm just reminded of a conversation I had with fellow South Park fanatic, Danii today.
backdoorman: Boo.
candy-taker: That's my line!
backdoorman: I've been using that line for years, and it's become my trademark. I had the impression that you lifted it off me.
candy-taker: Okay? So we're just so similar that way then. And no, I didn't lift it off you.
backdoorman: Okay... I suppose there could be enough room in the world for two scary people.
I am so easily amused.
Post-Note: I just realized that I don't have half the readings I am supposed to have while studying the United Nations! Where was I when the girls went to get readings? Unless there's a cosmic energy that is zapping away all my notes so that I'll fail my exams, which I will, erm, reluctantly concede to. Ahem. Or I could just head back to school to get my readings and pay my shamelessly overdue fines for overdue books. I'm tempted to, just so I can don my uniform again to see if it's tighter (or looser, haha). Alternatively, I can wear the uniform in the secrecy of my room for that reason... fuck, i digress again.