Showing posts with label Will Smith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Will Smith. Show all posts

Apr 15, 2011

Refreshed

Ahhhh... bella. Molto Bella. Lei Molto Bella. Donde esta es un parakeet? Parakeet si ninja. Volvo esta mi vuelva. No tonces. Espargo june capitan Sizemore. Langosta jueve vino salamat po.


That was too refreshd, I apologize. That was beyond languages it was so refreshed. That was like mixing sprite with sierra mist and waterfall water from an ancient hidden waterfall refreshed. That was so refreshed that re- may not even apply to it because it was so fresh the first time. Let's just say that this second freshening trumps most other original freshes. Like- how was Will Smith the fresh prince? I get that its slang, but why apply fresh to princedom? Is it that he was redefining what it means to be a prince because his uncle was so rich and he was so from Philly? I remember Celebrity Death Match referee Mills Lane saying that was his favorite show about 10 years after it was still on air. If it's not on air, than it's by definition not fresh. So in reruns, the fresh prince of bel-air is refreshed. That makes sense to me.

In conclusion. You can be too refreshed. If that happens you should just think about something very grounded. Like Will Smith's easy-on-the-eyes blackness. Let's all thank Will Smith for teaching his kids to remake 80s movies and to have songs that involve dance moves and to generally be pretty shitty.

Nov 24, 2008

The Fireman - Electric Arguments


What I think the plot to the new Will Smith movie, "Seven Pounds", probably is about.


Will Smith has this white friend who gets him into a predicament. Will Smith plays it cool then overreacts, but doesn't want it to go overboard so he conforms. He doesn't want to go overboard because he has a kid or something. And then he goes against his conforming because he's so black. And there's a chick who doesn't love him but loves him. And then this tree is like "how do you lose it" and Will Smith is like "nod ya head" and then there's a scene where he runs and makes a joke about his independance and then a bullet proof vest sells him pills and Will Smith is all "got 101 dalmatians on your CD-ROM" and then he's inferred to his light hearted manner with a reminiscent tale of size and then a cancer survivor argues with him, and Will Smith says "Carlton! Welcome to Earth, the city where the heat is on. I would say, he had on some pretty nice pants. I,Robot line." No one jacks him off and someone with glasses pats him on the back. The beach cries and a cash register looses its snake in a motorcycle sex crime.

Hiding Tums in Thanksgiving kisses: Sun is Shining

Will Smith should actually be: Robert Townsend (the meteor man, the parent hood)