Thursday, January 22, 2009

Courage

. . . so there was this episode of X-Men on the other night where Morph came back from rehab after his near-death-by-sentinel experience. So he's back and everyone's so happy and he's like, 'Yeah baby, put me in where there's some action 'cause I'm ready.' And right away he's back to his life as an X-Man, which at this point doesn't involve sentinels because they're supposedly eradicated.

But low and behold, they're NOT! And on his first time back in the field with Wolverine, Wolverine doesn't tell Morph that he smells sentinels because he doesn't want Morph to freak out, but then when Morph finds out that Wolverine didn't tell him he gets all suuuuper pissed and he's all: 'Don't fucking baby me! I'm in it to win it!' or whatever.

Ok, so then I'm like, 'Yeah - he came back 'cause he's ready and if there're gonna be some sentinels in the mix, Morph's gonna take care of himself 'cause he got fixed in rehab . . . yeah. . . .'

Yeah but no because then the sentinels come to nab Professor X and Morph's standing RIGHT the fuck next to him - WITH a laser blaster gun thing nonetheless - and he COMPLETELY
freezes and THEN starts crying like a lil' bitch when the sentinels fly off with Xavier.

And I'm like, 'Oh no! He's not fixed! He's a fucking liability! What a gyp!'

Alright, but THEN (and trust me, I'm getting to the point) in the final showdown with Master Mold (the King Koopa of sentinels - the UBER sentinel) Morph TOTALLY comes out of NOWHERE and pulls off all these super-phatty
textbook X-Men 'kill all bad guys while saving all good guys' moves and I'm all like 'OOOOooooh shit! NICE Morph! You totally redeemed yourself!' Right?

And everyone else is like that too - all psysed and getting ready to go into town and do some shots to celebrate or whatever (I really don't think X-Men drink, but you know what I'm sayin) and they look up . . . and Morph's walking away!

And we're ALL like, 'WHA - !?'

And he's like 'I know I was all mega-fly this time and rocked that shit for real, but word, the next time I don't know if I'm gonna do that or start crying like a lil' bitch again, so I gotta roll. I'll be back when I'm ready for real.'

And then he gets in the chopper and bounces!

And for real, at first I was like 'Man! What the fuck!?! He just PROVED that he can pull it together when it counts, what the hell? He doesn't have to leave! That doesn't make any fucking sense!!!'

. . .

But then I met you. And now I get it.

You know what you gotta do and you're doing it.

Right on.


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