Gasoline and Tar...

I haven't written anything for a long time......mainly because I don't have the time and otherwise because my IQ has been acting up and the tip of me ego was showing.......

Now that we have all that cleared up, I shall attempt to review the movie Mission Impossible 3....Why?....because I wanna....

The whole movie is based on the same old dude....Ethan Hunt, who, when we last saw him, was making the Scotish unit of the super atomic-monkey squad look pretty darn bad.....
Now as everyone knows that if you mess with Spider-man....you mess with the Scotish unit of the super atomic-monkey forces......

So.....as I was saying.....Ethan Hunt was making them look bad.....and that meant that Spiderman had to do something....quick...

Change of scene and we find ourselves at the Atomic-monkey forces headquaters in...you guessed it.....Honalulu.....

There they plan, along with spiderman, on how to get back at Ethan Hunt....They're leader, McMankey.....the same one who get high off smelling petrol..and what with the hike in petrol prices, he was really pissed...

They then hire the teletubbies who are really secret agents from the planet Frgsinobvs. The teletubbies, with they're new recruit called Edgar....the black teletubby (due to racist comments made about the show, and so as to put-up a facade of racial thigyness) go on a killing spree in toy town.....Noddy turns homocidal and kills that black chick. That being Edgar's girlfriend, really screws things up.......

The plot takes a turn for the worse when they play random clips of naked old people and videos of Richard Simmons edited together big groundhogs to look like a fich trying to jack-off....

Then things get totally out of hand......Ethan get angry at all the voilence and kills himself....

Thus ends the movie and you're left with that feeling you get when you eat you ice-cream and realise that it was sock-flavoured.......