Well, he did preach the truth and chase away the false prophet, before choosing to accept death.
And just like Jesus, who’s arch-enemy was the easter-bunny*, Donny had to smite the bunny and free the clown… Umm… yeah. Let’s roll with that.
(* From the long lost and lesser known book, “Letters from Apostle Paul to Churches of New Jersey.” Chapter 1, Verse 1: “Hey. How you doin?”…)
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The engine’s presence proves that their future memories could and do exist. Also explains deja vu.
Deja Vu. Time travel and Denzel!! Now that’s what I like in a rewatch!
And who doesn’t recall the parable of Jesus smiting the man in the eye after he rolled his chariot over Mary Magdalene? 
Brains… brains…!
Oops. Sorry, wrong movie.
But since I’m on the subject, please take a minute to vote what day we should do our “Shaun of The Dead” Frak Party on. (vote here) Thank you. We now return to our regularly scheduled programs.
In the Director’s Cut, the last page from the book explains that many from the tangent universe will remember their “journey”. Which explains why everyone wakes up all freaked out…
Douchey motivation speakers, take your pick: Patrick Swayze or Tom Cruise?
Remember, depending on your choice, either a Pratt & Whitney engine or 50,000 frogs will fall on your head tonight.
That’s a tough one. I dislike Tom Cruise more on a personal level, but I disliked Swayze’s character more. In any case, the rain of frogs is just nasty, while the engine will either kill ya dead or destroy the universe.
I gotta go Tom & Frogs…
Wait, did that same cat just go by again?
Was it named Frank?
BTW, am I the only one who thinks Tom Cruise and the Scientology stuff is just really creepy? I mean, I suppose any religion requires similar level of suspension of disbelief and a leap of “faith”… but really, it’s just creepy, man.
That’s no cat. That’s a creepy ass bunny named Frank.
I think bunnies are just the creepiest pets. I just don’t get owning bunnies for pets. That’s right, I’m taking the controversial anti-bunny stance… I’m just crazy like that.
They are, however, delicious.
Any more creepy than cutting off pieces of babies’ penes or indulging in weekly ritualized cannibalism?
I’m sure the feeling’s mutual. 
That pic is disturbing on so many levels. I’m off to have nightmares. Thanks for the frak…party.
To be fair, those babies were asking for it. They are bunch of douchebags, these so-called babies.
I was just gonna do it once. But it was so delicious… I bet you can’t have just one!
AAAAAAAAAAAH. Holy crap, I just peed my pants a little. That’s freaky, dude.
Having sown the seeds of nightmares, I’m off to bed myself. G’night, all!