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March 2007 ISSUE #114 |
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The Abandoned | Wild Hogs | The Number 23 | Zodiac Wild Hogs John Travolta, Tim Allen, Martin Lawrence and William H. Macy prove that their careers are dying/dead or that they’ve got some serious gambling debts/drug habits/lapses in judgment with Wild Hogs, the story of four hopeless douchebags who go on a motorcycle road trip in hopes of… don’t make me say it… please… getting their groove back. Jesus, I’ve never been so embarrassed for someone in my life, and I’ve seen every episode of every version of The Office. So they’re all whiter than Antarctica and trying to pass themselves off as bikers, trying to live life or let some collective mid-life crisis play out. They piss off some real bikers in the trailer and I honestly can’t talk about this anymore. I would much rather talk about the time when I almost UNKNOWINGLY had sex with my second cousin. I won’t talk about either, but you’re going to get me to talk about the latter before I talk about Wild Hogs.
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