You all know what I'm talking about. If you've braved entering Burger King to grab your Whooper be it double or triple, maybe perhaps the XL burgers, you've seen it.


It's around the corner, and soon hormonal imbalanced young girls will squeel and trample many a poor soul (and boyfriend) afoot as they race to the theaters.

The third movie of ghey sparkily vampires fighting with the silly wolves and many a soap opera, with some love interest squished in between this jumbled mess, will be unleashed.

And the end of the world shall be fall us as goths do battle against these wanna-be sissy vampires.

Thank you author behind Twilight. Thank you for royally fucking up the vampire order with your ghastly tales of vampires that douse themselves in glitter >.<