“Let’s Crappy Mustache It Up In Here!”

The Red-headed Kid is growing a mustache. A tiny crappy mustache, because he’s having a contest with his brother. The Butcher and he are now discussing which movies are like diarrhea and which are like terrible constipation. But the most important thing we all discovered is that none of us have finished The Fourth Kind.

If a movie is so crappy that the Red-headed Kid can’t finish it, it is crappy indeed.