One, two, three...Look at that...
Completely and utterly weirded out this morning after watching KILL LIST last night; not once, but twice because I missed a few key details.
A mind-blowing concoction.
Large white letters proclaim KILL LIST WILL LEAVE YOUR BONES RATTLING; THE MOST GRIPPING BRITISH THRILLER IN YEARS along with THE SCARIEST HIT MAN MOVIE I'VE EVER SEEN.
They're bad people. They deserve to suffer.
What a flick. Believe the hype.
At any rate...
In a different part of town this morning and ran across an old friend: a googly-eyed man in red dungarees eating a peanut butter and grape jelly sandwich on Sunbeam white.
His name? I dunno. Rosebud?
Rosebud it is.