#53: Abigail Breslin
Can I get something off my chest? I f@cking HATED
Little Miss Sunshine. It was the most annoying, cloying, contrived piece of
poop I've seen in years. And I realize people are probably going to think I'm a cruel bastard for saying this, but just looking at a picture of
Abigail Breslin makes me want to stick firecrackers in the mouths of box turtles, wrap their jaws with ace bandages, light the firecrackers and walk away. I mean
for real. If I ever have to watch that scene where she screeches at the telephone one more time I swear I'll throw a brick through an insurance salesman's office window. Yes, I'm serious.
For the love of god, can I be the only one?
Well,
CAN I?!?
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