During the scene where the 5 folks are in the neck chains and the blond woman dies, I sat there, alone in the entire theater, wondering why neither of the two guys went over to feel up and lick her dead, *********** body. Great thighs she had.
Then suddenly, as I ask myself that question, I looked around the theater, not a soul in sight, and thought to myself: I fail at life.
Then suddenly, as I ask myself that question, I looked around the theater, not a soul in sight, and thought to myself: I fail at life.
