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[aid] => mick
[title] => I love The Horror
[time] => 2005-06-01 22:46:15
[hometext] => this is just about one of my hobbies
[bodytext] => Japanese horror movies I love scenes of teenage girls committing mass suicide by jumping off the tracks of a Tokyo train station and then in the same movie having another set of teens jump off the rood of their school. I like lots of blood and gore and I think that Asians do it best. Whether it is the works of Koreans or Tai or the masters of Japanese horror movies they are my favorite and I do not mind reading subtitles and I can understand very little mandarin. I watch them on week ends with my friends at the universities theater room. It is really nice to see it all on a very large screen and also hear how everyone screams. They are all such amazing works and in my eyes they are a form of art. Suicide girls is the best I have seen. The scariest part is the music and the little preteen Asian pop singers. I suspected them from the start to be behind all the murders. The music I think sucked and for something to suck that much it had to have been evil. And well this is the poem I wrote about Japanese horror movies One two three Hurry lets jump before some one can stop us Let do fast while we hold hands And let’s let our blood flood and cascade down the stairs Over bodies and baby’s old people and young What will they think when they find the miles of our skin Rolled up into a small sheet and then stuffed into a nurses bag Hey did you hear about those girls The ones who jumped off the tracks at Tokyo station Yeah I did and it was kewl I wasn’t to die from an over dose How about you I’m sure you want to die in bed while having sex Yeah that’s a great way to go Why not drive a car into a building And set it on fire and kill all those people Most of them want to die anyways You know they do But they don’t want to kill themselves So let’s help them Hey did you hear about the girls who drove the Into the building and killed everyone in the first two floors Yeah those girls You know one of them was my sister And I guess now I have to do the same We all have a place in the world and mine Is being dead [comments] => 2 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Doriens_Picture [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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