I started off slow. Nothing really to be proud of, but here’s my accomplishments for day one…
Situps: 23 Pushups: 17 Triceps (10lbs): 30 reps Biceps (10lbs): 50 reps per arm
After about 10 situps my tailbone really started to hurt. I cowboyed up through 20, but only got three more before I was done. I tried putting a pillow under my ass, but that didn’t help at all.
Pushups I actually did better than expected. Sure I didn’t get the full 90 degree angle at the arms, but I got the closest I ever have in my life which makes me damn happy.
Arms were the easiest part, although I’m not sure I’m doing my Triceps right. My friend told me to hold the weight between my hands, hold it behind my head and push straight up. Which I did to the best of my ability. I guess what really has me skeptical on how I performed is the fact that my left arm is definately feeling like it got more of a workout than my right. If anyone has an explaination to that I’d be open to it because I’m flabbergasted given I gave my biceps 50 reps each…
It’s my first day so I’m sure it’ll all work out in the end. As I’ve said before, I plan on a MWF schedule. I’ll keep posted on any real significant advancements and milestones. Till then, Imma go be sweaty on the couch for a while…excuse me.
So I’ve decided to start an exercise regiment, starting next Monday. Partly because I want to see just how trim I can get myself given my large frame, but also because I want to look super smecksy…well, smecksy-er…I mean, look at me. I’m dead smecksy!
…and yes, I will continue to say “Smecksy” JUST to annoy you…
Given I’ve never really done this before I’ve got no idea what a good regiment is. So, here’s my work in progress…
Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays
-Situps __ sets of 20 -Pushups __ sets of “As long as I can do ONE I’ll be happy” -10lb Curls 5 sets of 10 -10bl Extensions 5 sets of 10
and from there…well, we’ll see. I don’t really have any equipment or anything. All I have is ONE 10lb barbell. I may have to get an adjustable set next paycheck…y’know, if I want to do this properly.
7 had pink blood…PINK F*CKING BLOOD!!!! In a horror movie from 2010??? Are you shitting me?
There’s no excuse for that. NONE WHATSOEVER!
Also, you seem to be scraping the bottom of the barrel with your actors here. That one detective guy? I’ve already forgotten his name and I saw the piece of shit not even 12 hours ago…what were you thinking with him???
Oh, and so, I’m guessing that Hoffman just started killing for the sake of killing people in this one? Because it sure as hell isn’t about appreciating your life or some shit. It also seems he’s getting lazy. A machine gun turret and a pocket knife…really?????? Jesus jumped up Christ…
Also, your plot about the lying survivor has more holes in it than my underwear. The most important being…
WOULDN’T THE COPS KNOW HE WAS LYING SEEING AS THEY WOULD HAVE REMEMBERED A JIGSAW TRAP?????????????????
What, did you take script writing tips from PLATINUM DUNES or what???
Also, a broom handle is the only thing that hides the hidden door in the bathroom. Do you really think trained policemen are THAT stupid??
Finally, the ending…was NOT a twist. You brought Cary Ewes back, he shows up for ten minutes in the beginning of the movie and we never see him again. And WE ARE SUPPOSED TO BELIEVE YOU PAID HIS SALARY FOR ONE F*CKING SHOT???? Gee, I wonder if he’s going to have some kind of important part to play in the end…Oh wow he’s the new successor…great.
Has he fallen so far as an actor that he’s reduced to a third-rate, yeah, I said third-rate, horror franchise? Was PRINCESS BRIDE that long ago??
One last thing…if you’re going to put “The Final Chapter” in the title of your film…don’t have unresolved strings at the end of your movie for you to pick up in the next film. I’m not a f*cking idiot??!
I hope you all get a paper cut in that really painful place in between each and every finger.
Thanks! You’ll forgive me if I keep making Short Round jokes in your directions. Specifically on how little I cheat, in comparison to you. On the other hand, you’ll always have someone there to back you up should a young female forget your name. “Hey lady! You call him DR. JONES!”