thedailywhat: Sad News of the Day: John Hughes, who wrote, produced, and directed pretty much every movie worth watching, passed away today at the age of 59. RIP Mr. Hughes. Thanks for everything. He had not appeared on anyone’s list. Bethany: What exactly brought you to Illinois?Jay: Some fuck named John Hughes.Bethany: “Sixteen Candles” John Hughes?Jay: You know him too? That fucking guy. Made this flick “Sixteen Candles” right? Not bad, it’s got tits in it, but no bush. Of course Ebert over here don’t give a shit about that stuff cause he’s all in love with this John Hughes guy and rents every one of his movies. Fucking “Breakfast Club” all these stupid kids actually show up to detention, fucking “Weird Science” where this one chick wants to take off her gear and get down, but aw, no she don’t cause it’s a PG movie, and then there’s “Pretty In Pink” which I can’t watch with this tubby muthafucker any more, because everytime we get to the part where the red head hooks up with her dream guy, he starts sobbin’ like a little eight-year-old with a skinned knee and shit. And nothing is worse than watching a fat man weep. See, all these movies take place in a small town called Shermer, in Illinois, where all the honies are top-shelf, but all the dudes are whiny pussies - except for Judd Nelson, he was fuckin’ harsh - but best of all, there was no one dealin’, man; then, it hits me: we could live like phat rats if we were the blunt connection in Shermer, Illinois. So we collected some money we were owed, and we caught a bus. You know what the fuck we found out when we got there? There is no Shermer in Illinois. Movies are fuckin’ bullshit.

thedailywhat:

Sad News of the Day: John Hughes, who wrote, produced, and directed pretty much every movie worth watching, passed away today at the age of 59.

RIP Mr. Hughes. Thanks for everything.

He had not appeared on anyone’s list.

Bethany: What exactly brought you to Illinois?
Jay: Some fuck named John Hughes.
Bethany: “Sixteen Candles” John Hughes?
Jay: You know him too? That fucking guy. Made this flick “Sixteen Candles” right? Not bad, it’s got tits in it, but no bush. Of course Ebert over here don’t give a shit about that stuff cause he’s all in love with this John Hughes guy and rents every one of his movies. Fucking “Breakfast Club” all these stupid kids actually show up to detention, fucking “Weird Science” where this one chick wants to take off her gear and get down, but aw, no she don’t cause it’s a PG movie, and then there’s “Pretty In Pink” which I can’t watch with this tubby muthafucker any more, because everytime we get to the part where the red head hooks up with her dream guy, he starts sobbin’ like a little eight-year-old with a skinned knee and shit. And nothing is worse than watching a fat man weep. See, all these movies take place in a small town called Shermer, in Illinois, where all the honies are top-shelf, but all the dudes are whiny pussies - except for Judd Nelson, he was fuckin’ harsh - but best of all, there was no one dealin’, man; then, it hits me: we could live like phat rats if we were the blunt connection in Shermer, Illinois. So we collected some money we were owed, and we caught a bus. You know what the fuck we found out when we got there? There is no Shermer in Illinois. Movies are fuckin’ bullshit.