This past weekend I watched, “The Hangover II.” Or watched part of it; fell asleep through half. I liked the first one, but found the routine getting tired in the sequel. Thought I’d be really brave though and stayed tuned to “The Hangover III.” Okay, I guess that did it. Didn’t think it was funny about the decapitated giraffe, the black humor about the death of the father and found myself strongly feeling in the first twenty minutes that having to sit through another two hours of watching Zach Galifinaksis, or whatever his named is would be as appealing as sitting staring at a public toilet for two hours, so I baled. Are people really as disgusting as this?

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