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No cape, Dahling.

Saw The Incredibles this weekend. Awesome.

That’s really all I have to say about it.

Except that I think Edna Mode may have done some moonlighting as a castmember of The Terror of Tiny Town.

(Other movies viewed this weekend: Lair of the White Worm.)

{ 2 } Comments

  1. karen | November 9, 2004 at 1:34 pm | Permalink

    John D’Ampton went a-fishing once, a-fishing in the weir,
    He caught a fish upon his hook he thought looked mighty queer,
    Now what the kind of fish it was John D’Ampton couldn’t tell,
    But he didn’t like the look of it, so he threw it down a well.

    Now the worm got fat and growed, and growed an awful size,
    With great big teeth and a great big mouth and great big goggle eyes,
    And when at night it crawled about all looking for some booze,
    It fit fell dry upon the road, it milked a dozen cows.

  2. Miranda | November 9, 2004 at 1:41 pm | Permalink

    No time for ritual, no time for ceremony.

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