Freddy vs. Jason

Freddy vs. Jason

See, the hardest thing for me was leaving Novemberween. I still love Novemberween. And we were treated like movie stars with muscle. We had it all, just for the asking. Our wives, mothers, kids, everybody rode along. I had paper bags filled with Elm street blu rays stashed in the kitchen. I had a sugar bowl full of Friday the 13th blu rays next to the bed. Anything I wanted was a movie away. Free kills. The keys to a dozen teen murders all over camp crystal lake. I’d bet twenty, thirty grand over a weekend on Freddy vs Jason and then I’d either blow the winnings in a week or go to the sharks to pay back the bookies. Didn’t matter. It didn’t mean anything. When I was broke I would go out and watch some more Kreuger. We ran everything. We paid off rent. We paid off electricity bills. We paid off ben & jerry. Everybody had their hands out. Everything was for the taking. And now it’s all over. And that’s the hardest part. Today, everything is different. There’s no action. I have to wait around like everyone else. Can’t even get decent slasher movies. Right after I got here I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I’m an average nobody. I get to live the rest of my life like a schnook.

and then joe pesci shoots at you but he is Freddy Kreuger.

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