An Hour of Miserable Misery. Why did this movie have to be such an awe-inspiring level of terrible?
The birth of the shitty Animation Rip-off Machine.
How staying up late introduced me to wicked guitar and roller-skating warrior nuns.
It’s the Breakfast of Camp-ions! Let’s see who the griddle’s offering today.
A brief summary for those not in the know.
Sex toy, OF DOOM!