Why not.

Nothing of note; absolutely nothing. At all. The irony: I'm noting it! Amazing.

That's right, I'm so bored, I'm writing about it. And I'm singing the Song That Never Ends and watching The Neverending Story. Worst. Freaking. Movie. Ever. Created. Who directed that thing? Woflgang Peterson? Is he dead? If he isn't, he should be. He should die a thousand deaths. And did you know there's a Neverending Story II? And (I think) III as well? That makes absolutely no sense! Why the hell would they make a second one - an EVEN WORSE one, believe it or not - and call it another Neverending Story! It's the story that never ends. There is no sequel. IT. JUST. DOESN'T. STOP!! Whoever wrote those things should take Prometheus' place on the rock and see how they like being tortured for a change.

And...yet I continue to watch it. *sigh* what's wrong with me. The dragon-dog thing gave me nightmares as a small child, and yet I persist to watch it when there are better things. Even Excalibur was better than this, and I HATED that movie. On that note: skinny chicks with no boobs should not be allowed to do nude scenes. There should be a law against it. We don't want to see that, okay? Put it away. Same thing goes for men. You too, Viggo Mortensen, and Christian Bale. Just...stop. They really weren't that great. (and they weren't shy about it either)

I hate you, Neverending Story. Go burn in the most asinine place I Can't Think Of. There's probably something worse than the ninth circle of Hell. I'm sure there is. And whereve or whatever it is, it involves the Neverending Story and incessant HBO commercials. And those stupid Peptobisridge Farm (the spelling was intended, folks) commercials, and Pokemon/Super Milk Chan reruns. It's also probably where pens that spontaneously run out of ink when you're in the middle of the test go, too...and all those annoying people who smack their lips when they talk! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO IT, JUST STOP, PLEASE!! I DIE A BIT INSIDE EVERY TIME YOU DO. STOOOoooopppp...*sigh* Ohh...that would be beyond Hell...that's worse than Vogon poetry, Hitchhiker's fans. Believe me, wherever/whatever that is...it is worse than Hell. Johnny Depp? You know that movie where you had sex with the succubus at the end and went into the Ninth Circle of Hell? The Ninth Gate. Right. It wasn't the real thing. Lucifer's laughing at you. Neverending Story was the greater of those two evils that people always pick the lesser from.

-BQOTOB