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[pinkeffinprofessional]

So John fucking Hughes.

First you've got Sixteen Candles, which was a fucking bitch of a movie to get through because of the fact that Molly Ringwald spends most of it whining about how her fucking family forgot her birthday. Then you get on to a movie like The Breakfast Club, which is like no high school I've ever fucking been to. What's up with this Molly Ringwald chick, anyway? Is her pussy made of diamonds or something? She's a decent enough actress, sure, but then he casts her again in Pretty in Pink and we're expected to believe she isn't boning Hughes in her free time?

What happened to her, anyway?

["I think she got fat."]

Okay, so Molly Ringwald's now a cow. Anyway, John Hughes. He wants people to believe that Americana is some fucking wonderland of teenage morality or something. Even fuck, what's his name, the kid in the Breakfast Club whose dad beats him up, whatever, he's practically a fucking saint compared to the kids I grew up around.

["Maybe you just had a crappy childhood."]

Look whatever. Point is. John Hughes.

What the fuck is that guy's thing, anyway? I mean then you got Ferris Bueller and the fact that I'm pretty sure that him and his girlfriend were just the psychotic products of that Cameron kid's imagination. I mean you notice that first off, Matthew Broderick spends the whole movie breaking the fourth wall, and the whole fucking town just buys into this playing hooky shit. Anyway.

["You done?"]

Don't fucking tell me you like that Brat Pack crap.


[ooc: Conversation with a bartender.]

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[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Good golly miss Molly, sure like to ball
Good golly miss Molly, sure like to ball
When you're rocking and a-rolling
Can't hear your mama call

From the early early morning to the early early night
When I caught miss Molly rocking at the house of blue light
Good golly miss Molly, sure like to ball
When you're rocking and a-rolling
Can't hear your mama call.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

That's a fucking terrible song.

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Molly smiles with the dawn
Molly smiles and she radiates the glow around her halo
When she plays, Molly smiles
On a summer day, Molly smiles
A new day, Molly smiles.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

You got some kind of fetish, man?

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from?
No givin up when you're young and you want some

[pinkeffinprofessional]

That's not really an answer.

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

I hold an image of the ashtray girl
As the cigarette burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that described her world
That put my friendship to the test
And late at night
Whilst on all fours
She used to watch me kiss the floor

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Gotta say though the Australian accent, makes you sound a touch nasal when you sing.

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

I come from a land down under,
Where women glow and men plunder,
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.

[orangetoughguy]

Why are you watching shit movies?

[pinkeffinprofessional]

I thought all guys your age wanted to bone Molly Ringwald.

[orangetoughguy]

I was fifteen in 1980, asshole.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Anyway I'm not watching shitty movies. I'm discussing shitty movies with my new friend here.

["We're not friends. Closing time's in twenty minutes"]

[orangetoughguy]

You have other friends?

[ie. Besides White and Orange.]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

I have other people who I occasionally talk to.

[orangetoughguy]

You have shit standards for friends.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Is that a dig on yourself?

[whitetwoguns]

How can she be a cow? It's only been what? Six or seven years since she's been in any pictures?

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Don't ask me, that's just what I hear. Damn shame about it. Teenage boys everywhere are mourning.

[whitetwoguns]

How'd you get on the subject anyways?

[pinkeffinprofessional]

We were talking about the movies that defined the era or whatever. He said you can't leave out that John Hughes crap.

[whitetwoguns]

So really it ain't your era.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

I did live through the 80s.

[whitetwoguns]

Where you in your twenties or somethin'? I think that's how that shit works.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

So wait, which era was mine?