Saw
By Christopher Munroe
I’d rather cut my own foot off than watch the movie Saw.
I’d crawl through broken glass, have my body torn in two by
elaborate spring-loaded apparatus, wake up chained to the wall and helplessly
watch time tick away as everyone I’ve ever loved is killed to avoid it.
I don’t want to watch that movie, is what I’m saying.
I hate it.
It’s the worst movie I ever “Saw.”
See what I did there? Do you get it?
It’s important to me that you get it.
But seriously, fuck that film.
Ah well.
At least it’s not fake found-footage…
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