Beats to the rhyme

If you watch many Independent movies you'll know that most of them are about gay cowboys eating pudding. A long, long time ago I was a member of a local filmmakers group but I don't think I've ever seen a local movie with the kind of emotion, passion and stupid self-confidence as the following masterpiece.

It doesn't have a title but I'll simply call it:

The Anti-Stadium Tax Flash Movie

The filmmaker has a title of his own but I'll let you enjoy the punch line for yourself. Not because I'm a prude but simply because I don't wanna spoil any ass or pussy jokes.

Anyway, this whole Stadium issue has given me a little bit of faith in my fellow citizens and in humanity in general. Homeless bums always make me depressed and they only ask for a dollar at most . . . Good to know that asking a broke-ass County for almost a billion generates the kind of grass roots bad PR not seen since the French Revolution.

Additionally, here are a few funny things you should look out for during the movie:

• It's sponsored by The Swift Boat Veterans for Responsible Stadium Ownership.


• I'm not sure where I've heard the soundtrack before but it scares the shit out of me almost as much as the fact that . . . If they ever built the rolling roof, the first strong breeze would rip the thing off and make the Hyatt disaster seem like a picnic.


• Finally, nice morphing effects . . . It's not big budget but it was pretty scary nonetheless.

So hat's off to you KC. Unlike the local MSM, you've bitch slapped instead of bowed down to billionaires in need of new funds.