I confess. I CONFESS!
I watched Friday the 13th. Not the old one, the remake -- what, 2007?
Normally I wouldn't have gone anywhere near it, except Jason Padalecki (oooo baby!) decided he needed the cash and signed up to "star" in this retread dross. So I'm stuck fast-forwarding through the nasty bits and praying Padalecki doesn't get dead.
The good guys kill hockey mask douche. Hurray!
Ha!
"Dudes, it doesn't matter if he's been minced, or that you just stuck a machete through his chest -- you gotta cut him up into about 20 different pieces and then burn them! Dudes, you're not listening!"
Yeah, they didn't listen.
If ever a crazed serial killer comes after me, it's chop and burn, all the way.
I'm just sayin'.
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Don't know why he's clothed in the shower, and don't care.
Freaking LOVE this picture!
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