Pineapple Express was a lame movie. Buyer beware! I generally like stoner films, but this one was, with a few exceptions, without laughs. And it wasn't just me. I didn't hear anyone else laughing. Disappointing. I still have hope for Tropic Thunder, but very little. I'm worried that all the good parts are in the preview.
Not much happened on the night shift. Sounds so sinister, doesn't it? Night shift. Jack had his cast changed. The doctor was really pleased with his foot. Remember when he was just Club-foot Jack? Now he has the unfortunate persona of CPAP-Jack. And although I'm trying to lighten the mood, we would MUCH rather have the old club foot Jack back again. That guy is a lot easier to stomach.
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