Hey, if I watched a film for today, down by the bay, while laying in some hay, what do you say? If I just may, I saw the 1996 comedy (hey…):
One of the best posters ever.
Happy Gilmore.
*Note to self: Never do that rhyming shit again. Yikes. Continue reading
This may come as a surprise to some of you, but growing up, I was a fat kid. So naturally, I wholeheartedly related to this 1995 comedy about fat kids who go to camp, only for the previous owners give it up to a maniacal health nut hellbent on making money, and have a nightmare befall them that year. The movie I’m talking about of course is:
