(Of course, someone I know rented the movie over and over and over again in an attempt to get into his high school girlfriend's pants. Some things you only find out after you're married. They throw out those video rental records after awhile, don't they? Sigh.)
Today, I'd like to highlight just one of those insults to human dignity: Patrick Swayze's "She's Like the Wind."
An abomination of that magnitude could not possibly have been wrought by human hands. I believe he is at least a malevolent being from another planet, if not a demon from the most desolate pit of hell. He means to destroy us all with his movies and his singing and his dancing and his exaggerated abdominal muscles.
Whatever you do, don't look directly into his eyes. Too late! Now you're his plaything!
