Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanimo Bay

A few things you should know about me; I think penis jokes are funny, I love NPH, and I can love a movie without thinking it is any good.

A prime example of my wrong love is Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay. It had insanely stupid plot devices, no real story, and I had the strange sense of Deja Vu while watching it. That said, I loved it. I love cock meat sandwiches... the idea, not the lunch meat product. I think the scene lasted a little too long, but I am sure Polly and I will be joking about cock meat sandwiches for years to come.

Speaking of Polly, it has come to my attention that we do not know the lyrics to that "My dick" song. We need to memorize that.

Kumar and I both hero worship NPH. Probably because of his high levels of awesome. They are like miticlorians only less lame and more awesome. Rob "formerly of Daily Show" and I also have something in common, we both saw "Starship fucking Troopers." Polly doesn't understand the greatness of that movie. NPH plays a genius who takes pleasure in killing giant bugs. NPH is always a genius though. Always. He goes where god takes him. God, when he was shot I cried. That is pretty much when the movie ended for me.

Some other highlights:
Scary grape soda hating orthodontists and glorious pee pees!! Oh god,blumpkins! Can't forget the blumpkins.

Lowlights:
The ending. It had no NPH, therefore nothing to look forward to. Also it had GW Bush, and even though he was integral to H and K busting up the wedding of K's faceless, nameless former love and re-winning her heart, I still think he didn't need to be there.

Final assertion:
It is all well and good to make a weed movie for potheads, but please, for the love of all that is holy, do not try to stick an actual plot in. The marijuana addled viewing public cannot keep track of the points, and really, it just ruins the film. Also, NEVER KILL NPH AGAIN!