Shaolin Soccer
Horrible, horrible, hysterical.
I really don't know what to say about this movie. It has a lot of things in it; although it was still lacking in the zombie department. Let's see. Spoilers, probably (highlight with your mouse): It starts out with a teammate (Hung) paying Golden Leg off to blow the game. The cheque bounces (this would be a spoiler if it was made clear in the movie, but the subtitles are clearly engrish), and Hung arranges to have his Golden Leg "readjusted".
Cut to future.
Golden Leg meets Steel Leg, soccer eventually ensues. Steel Leg has the most unfortunate brothers ever. They're former kung fu students that have either ended up without jobs or without dignified jobs (except maybe the number cruncher, Iron Shirt). They end up forming the team of Shaolin Team in the soccer championships. Of course, Hung's Team Evil are in the final, as are the Shaolin Team. The Team Evil are American Injection enhanced (bwah?) and are able to compete with the Chi.
There is a love interest (funniest "romantic confession" scene ever), a bitter long-term rivalry, there is attitude change, character growth and a CG'd soccer ball. All in all, humourous and stupid.
Arbitrary score of 143.

Heard a great story last night. It's incredibly offensive, so I'll leave the names out. Anyway, the premise was that this person's friend used to go around and sleep with guys. Give it a few weeks time afterwards and tell the boy that she was now pregnant and needed $400 for an abortion. Take the money and go out drinking with her friends. This is all in high school. This is brilliant (and incredibly evil) because the guys would in no way talk about this to anyone else in the school and left it to be abused many times over (this person assumes around a dozen times in one small school). Wow. It's like some sort of ladies' choice prostitution. They choose who is going to pay $400 to sleep with them. Mind boggling, evil and hilarious. Brilliant.

My philosophy professor has decided that he is going to teach bad English as a side topic. He marked commas all over my paper and said to watch out for punctuation. I reviewed these comma splices and decided I would talk to him at the break (I probably would have ignored it if it wasn't for the whole comment on watching my punctuation). Anyway, before I get the chance, he breaks into a tyrant about using English properly and picked out some pet peeves that he received (I agreed with most of them except for the "use commas liberally" and the whole s' when creating a possessive of a proper name that ended in an S). At the break I corrected him about the comma splices and during class I brought up the S' thing. During class he said that he has seen it both ways, to which I replied that the other way is wrong despite seeing it the other way. I am such a little shit disturber sometimes.