My email today:
“In 1967, the final film produced by Walt Disney was released with the all-time classic animated musical, The Jungle Book.
Originally following Rudyard Kipling's book more closely, early versions of the script were pretty dark. But Disney would have none of it, and the family-friendly version of the tale of a boy raised in the jungle would go on to incredible success, despite the fact that Walt passed away while it was still in production.”
I would have been 5. Dad and Mom thought it was best dealt with by watching Jungle Book in the theater when it was released. They thought it was an odd movie as I remember. Nothing much said.
Remember we had one more thing to deal with!
Walt Disney World…. (Riiiiight?)
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So Sara Bareilles… my dead mother is so proud to know that you succeeded to murder her!
Deny it bitch!
Okay so she’s on NBC bragging about coming from Eureka with lawyer parents and meeting Adam Levine in L.A. (I thought they said USC but later it was UCLA) and my mother falls and breaks her hip (typical witch move) and Eureka sends her to Willits for “watcha talkin’ about Willits?” the Jets doctor and he pins it for 1776 and the X-ray tech later breaks it moving her around.
Like Donna’s mom who had broken her hip. Birmingham High Drill Team Class of 1981 Carnation Research Lab and Islam Target fame.
All so mom would sell her tri-level house and move to where my sister gets a gas threat (like I did here) in a trailer park for Siri the soap opera trash (Carson’s bitch) to move to Connecticut where I had moved from! Yes a renter fiancé but I lived there!
I am not the one who can’t get over this!
This is Redford and Nolte in … where Nolte flirted with the black waitress who made good pancakes.
Oh and Suze Orman
Oh and Helen Hunt Jack Nicholson and the Talk Soup guy.
Who else made a Waitress movie?
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