"The Cutoff"

Oh, here's a movie plot: some Rambunctious World Government comes to power and decides to inter all people deemed not good-looking enough by some stern rubric.  Kyle and I do not make "the cutoff" of the title and are put to work cleaning radioactive pits, all "Perky Pat"-like, with all the rest of the proles of grossness.  Time passes.  One day, Kyle notices a way we can escape (possibly something as simple as a hole in a fence) and we do.  On the run, we become folk heroes as we deftly evade truncheon-bearing good-looking people trying to hunt us down, all the while wise-cracking about King Tee, 80's Lexington KY hardcore legends Active Ingredients, Earl Campbell, Dischord record's "post paid" policy, etc.  The fact that everyone is so colossally appealing will also make us very attractive to super-hot girls, as our very flat-backs-of-heads averageness will seem exotic as all hell.

In the end, of course, the mysterious leader will turn out to be my own son, because he's so goddamn cute no one could resist his rise to absolute power (OMG SEE NEXT POST!!1!).