INTRO Oh hi, and welcome to my very modern and chic 70s apartment of the future where things are totally not creepy and weird. Over here is my darkroom where I develop pictures of dead and/or angry people in curious poses…depicted in various stages of undress…so…no ugos. Speaking of no Read more…
INTRO Oh hi Filmsack, Chronologically, you’re episode 4-0-1 today. Physically, you’re still 400. No, I didn’t expect us to wake up transformed. I just thought that turning 4-0-1 is so major that we’d wake up with an improved mental state that would show on our faces. All that shows is Read more…
Greetings Earthlings,
We are here for the shark slayer. The one your people call….Dreyfuss. Ahh…there he is now…good good he received our mind mail…. there were concerns about compatibility. We discussed sending a DM via Social Media. But that is still decades or more away. Spoiler, it changes everything. With great power come great responsibility #excelsior
Anywho, The ladies up here have authorized me to offer you a trade for these 100 totally not shark slayers for your 1 Dreyfuss, Shark slayer 100 percent.
Excellent ah. It would appear the trade has pleased Dreyfuss. So suck it and thank you people of earth for your sacrifice…. the universe will love you long time. am I saying that correctly?
Ha Now….to SPACE! Where we will engage the great space shark in a battle we will call Jaws X – little title Dreyfus in Space.
Oh wait. I almost forgot. Dreyfuss, would you like to say goodbye to anyone? No? perhaps your wife and kids? No? You sure…damn you are one cold hearted shark slayer…what’s that Dreyfuss..Scheider slayed the shark? You just poked it with a stick?
Well we got what we got. Someone get this human a stick….to SPACE!
Pilot PLAY THAT FUNKY BEAT.
Oh hi,
And thank you for agreeing to meet me in the woods of Transylvania to execute the worst plan ever. Ok, so here is the deal, we are going to tie my brother up to that stake over there in the clearing to lure out the Lycan…that’s a werewolf or “wolfman” for you basic village folk. By the way, I learned that word on the set of Underworld…oh and this….I learned this too…look at my bottom…look at it…ok…stop…Where did you guys get guns? I thought you were pitchfork and sickle people.
Well it doesn’t really matter, because I only brought the one silver bullet. So don’t shoot your guns. I repeat. Do not shoot your guns. as a matter of fact just give me the guns. give them to me. The only real harm you can create with those guns is if you shoot my brother or the elaborate pulley system we have set up. So don’t do it.
Alright, speaking of Pulleys…The pulley system is the hottest tech going in Transylvania today. In fact we will be showcasing it a lot in our movie…err…everyday tragic lives. So get used to these overly complex and often broken Pulley systems and by the end of this movie you will beg the Devil to never see another Pulley stunt again.
“In the name of God. Stop this movie!”
Oh hi,
This week on Filmsack, the gang invites you to hop into their shagging wagon for a totally PG ride down to the coast to help solve the mystery of Scooby-Doo two thousand and two and the case of the “there’s somethings rotten about these tomato scores, man.”
Hey sackers in the back! Mind your manners and be careful around Randy’s vegetarian hash bar. Randy Randy Roo, how high are you?
Scott, can you pull over here. I got to take care of a situation brewing in my pants. Earlier, Ibbott and I were having a not so friendly farting contest and I think there may be a disembodied turtle head leaking protoplasm into my scooby-doo under-roos. If you know what I mean.
Wait! come back. Friends don’t quit. ohh.
Oh hi,
This week on The Way of the Sack I learned some brand new lore. The lore of the Bagman…specifically…James the Leprechaun Caan… Lepre-Caan..
Yep, He’s got bags of monies and I’ll be damned if you can have them. He’s a flat out trickster that Leprechaun Caan..caan. Luring you into his wishing well of broken bottles and shattered dreams. “There is cheese in that there trap” as best as I can tell from what Del Toro was mumbling. The Cheese of Death and whining. oh I got glass in my arm.
Anywho, best be on your guard. Because, even if you are lucky enough to get close to the Leprechaun Caan’s monies you will surely have to fight his league of extraordinarily old Gentlemen. They ain’t much but they’re all survivors…well at least the next 15 minutes or so.
Caaaaan! You clever girl. Don’t you walk away from me with your monies and your stiff neck.
Bagman.