Thursday, December 13, 2012

Kill me now

Had the remote control in hand and everything, ready to turn off the teevee for the night.

But just five seconds too slow to avoid the commercial wherein the lamest of the lame identifies himself as Jack Reacher.

As Jack Reacher.

You didn't need the money that bad, "Lee Child." And you're for sure not getting any more of mine.

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