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So Iron Man is getting great reviews and they’re already planning a sequel. I believe I have made my wishes clear on what I would like to see happen in Iron Man 2.
INT. DAY. SOME DUDE’S AIRPLANE, WHICH, FOR SOME REASON, TONY IS FLYING ON, EVEN THOUGH HE HAS HIS OWN GODDAMN ROCKETEER SUIT.
We fade in on Tony Stark, one of the most brilliant inventors mankind has ever known, using possibly the dumbest excuse ever to justify another drink.

INT. DAY. AVENGERS MANSION.
Tony Stark realizes that girls always want to talk about feelings and shit—distracting him from the “good stuff” in life, like wearing sweet blue jumpsuits and drinking booze out of his adorable matching tea party set.

INT. NIGHT. STARK ENTERPRISES.
Tony Stark decides to grow a beard. Why the fuck not, am I right? Also, he decides to start hiring receptionists who aren’t so goddamn nosy all the goddamn time.

So those scenes would be awesome, and then think of the killer movie posters you could have based on Iron Man’s amazing covers:


I rest my case. And just FYI, my birthday is coming up soon.
Thanks to Ye Olde Comic Booke Blogge for a bunch of those images.
Right. OR a person attracted to Sarah Jessica Parker sexually.
As good of an actor as Downey is, I seriously doubt his ability to play an out of control megalomaniacal drunk.