The Deuce Goose

when shit happens, it usually happens in my mouth

2.28.2004

I just finished watching Forrest Gump. I hadn't seen that movie in probably 5 or 6 years. However long it's been since I saw it last was apparently long enough for me to forget what a fucking prostitute Jenny was. That fucking retard was there for her whenever she needed him and yet she consistently told him to fuck off for 30 years. That retard did what she told him, gave her his meddle of honor, named the boats in his multimillion dollar shrimping industry after her, and he took care of her when she didn't have anywhere to turn. Furthermore, he never took advantage of her despite ample opportunities to do so which is a great feat in and of itself given how powerful retard lust can be. And what did Jenny do in return? She fucked everything she could find holding a crack pipe or heroin needle. Ungrateful bitch! Then she has the audacity to have Forrest's child, not tell him about it for 3 years, and propose marriage to Forrest after she's just told him that she's dying from a virus. Now, they never say what virus or disease she dies from but in keeping with the story it's the 80s and she's dying from a virus that the doctors don't understand. That's AIDS best I can tell. So this fucking whore is cracked out of her mind for 3 decades, fucking junkies and dogs and God knows what else while Forrest is waiting for her. The bitch shows up just in time to presumably infect Forrest with HIV and most certainly their child, and then die from the slims. Leaving the retard to a life of loneliness where he gets to watch his only child, "the most beautiful thing [he's] ever seen" die from AIDS and then slowly waste away himself. Absolutely terrible. I haven't felt that violated since I caught Charley Kranston fucking my sisters giant, stuffed Winnie the Pooh in 6th grade.