Jordan Woodhouse
I was standing alone in my lounge room, gun cocked to my head, finger on the trigger, ready to clench. I was seconds away from killing myself, but then, like an angel, a shining light came on the TV. It was Paull Blart: Mall Cop. I felt a divine presence force me to drop the gun and sit on my couch. Might I say, I was on the edge of my seat every moment of this masterpiece. Well, yes, the plot may be a bit on the heavy side, but I absorbed every moment of it. The jokes were hilarious. 10/10.
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