Secondly, Faulkner said that in writing his great novel he wanted to put the Bundren family through all the great calamities of life: flood, fire, and periodontal disease. But little did Faulkner anticipate the great calamity that would befall his Bundren folk.
Franco gets his buddies to buddy up with him on his buddy project. And what a buddy! Everyone wears britches! Everyone smokes chronic in a corncob pipe! Everyone says "reckon"!!
"I'm Southbound and down, y'all..."
"John Boy! You git now, y'hear? I'm wearing a cake on mah head!"
"Awww, shore now, I reckon I need me them teef. Y'hear?"
The Bundrens take turns learning how to squeal like a pig, a typical hillbilly activity.
"Darl, stop putting all our suffering on Instagram! Y'hear?"
On their journey they learn things about themselves that they didn't already know whittlin' and spittin' back at home.
"Do you hear me?! You should never direct!!"
James Franco mugs and moons and tries very hard to look "lit'rary."
"I said, DON'T DIRECT!! EVER!! Y'HEAR?!?!"
In the end, everyone gets what they need. James Franco gets new teeth. And we get lights for the exits and shriveled genitals.
"Spring break, ya'll. Y'hear?"
I only heard about them.
The only people I saw were the ones who hated me,
And there were so many of those people.
It was easy to forget about the people who I heard
Like me, and shit, they were all fucking fourteen-year-olds.
And I holed up in my place and read my life away,
I watched a million movies, twice,
And I didn’t understand them any better.
But because I played a knight,
Because I was handsome,
This was the life I made for myself."
My blog is a fish.