"What are you gonna do? You got rules and government everywhere."

"Triple X." What an awesomely bad movie. We're watching the whole thing and I'm having a hard time telling if it really makes no sense or if somewhere there are people who understand this movie. I know this: Vin Diesel is an ugly kisser. We must have laughed for five minutes when he first kissed that girl. M&Ms. Greatest junk food ever. The Butcher's plan to find Amelia Earhart's plane and make millions. Almost as stupid as "Triple X." But funny. The Redheaded Kid is singing "America, Fuck Yeah" and making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Mrs. Wigglebottom. Cutest dog ever. The idea of strapping her to me grows more appealing as a solution to the wedding dilemma. Strapped to my chest, she'd be unable to jump on anyone, and I could still use her as a crime deterrent on the trip to the wedding. After reading this whole thing, you probably have a question. The answer is yes.