WORST!

Ok, I saw the worst movie in the world, and if you haven't guessed already, the name of the movie is Anniyan. To watch it would be to make your I.Q. drop a lot. Watching it has now made me and everyone in that theater dumber. Headache is additional ofcourse. Infact it was SOOOOOO BAD that I'm actually taking time out of my "busy schedual" to write about it.

Cost of my ticket = Ten Dollars what's it worth to me?
You can buy two six-packs of Mt Dew.
You can buy half a tank of gas.
Two cartons of milk.
Lots of bread.
Ten writable CDs for burning.
You can rent three movies.
Catnip for Taylor.
Duct Tape for Cal's mouth.
Britney Spears CD.
Paris Hiltons DVD.
Toothpicks. Lots of toothpicks.
Rubber Cement.
A block of wood. You can glue the toothpicks to the block of wood and then belly flop onto the thousands of sharp, wooden points.
You can buy a Yes album.
You can roll your eyes.
You can buy a spork and then use it to scoop out your eyeballs.
You can eat burned toast that you left out on your porch for an hour.
You can drop heavy things on your feet.
You can have someone hit you with their car.
You can jump from your roof into rose bushes.
You can slide your teeth across a chalkboard.
You can pay some kid to kick you in the shin.
You can eat heated up Fancy Feast.
You can slam your head against a block of ice.
You can slam your nipple in a car door.
You can eat a smoothie.
You can spend the night in jail.
You can try and jam a penny under your eyelid.
All of these things would be more pleasurable than the TEN dollars I spent last night to see the craptacular craptacular ass-fest known as Anniyan.