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dipshit...

…big fat lying sack of self-absorbed shit

Au contraire, gentlemen.

You seem to be doing a
pretty good job with your
own fetid anally-fixated fecal
foul words—turning this
lovely forum into a, well,
“toxic website” without
hardly any help from me…

Maybe an English language
Enema or even some serious
Verbal douchebag business
in the boy’s potty room might
improve your somewhat
constipated disposition,
my dears…

 

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Until then, he's just another stupid faggot.    

Well, you see, Jbottle & Gintaras? What I'm stuck with?

A nice little circle-jerk of All-American muy macho heterosexuals.

Like the Blues Brothers... Bent on a Mission from God...

 

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I see you ruffled a few feathers with your reality forum post.  

These forums are a joke.  Too many persons take themselves far too seriously.

What can I say?

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I guess we can call this one Alcan Highway  

So many ways to go, but use a story like this needs a muse or a foil, and Lady GaGa seems to be all the rage.  You can bet Sarah's little ones are all singing Bad Romance or anyone of her other hits.  But, I can see Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta going back to her roots, so to speak, and trying to recast herself in a more wholesome manner.  But, sadly, some of those nasty traits just keep resurfacing.  Besides that, I can just see a rise In Levi's levis when darling Joanne comes to town.  Won't that make Bristol jealous.  

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Sam’s Club Bargain Deadbeat Flicks

Gintaras,

Speaking of oldie but goodie bargain $1.98 flicks, I picked up some really neat classics last night at Sam’s Club:

Crepozoids, The Slime People, Attack of the Giant Leeches, The Killer Shrews, She Freak, The Giant Gila Monster, Eraserhead, Jail Bait, Night of the Living Dead, They Saved Hitler’s Brain and The Wasp Woman…

Kinda like the Dirty Dozen—if you know what I mean?

I was especially enamored with The Killer Shrews—a classic 1959 Snake Pit Drive-In Theater horror flick. The horribly shocking graphic scenes—with lovely sultry blonde actress/model & Miss Sweden Beauty Pageant Queen Winner Ingrid Goude were truly titillating to my Frat Humor “Animal House” sense of humor.

The giant starved Shrews are simply famished & half-crazed with hunger—for Ingrid Goude & her gorgeous slinky body. James Best saves her from their clutches—only to devour the luscious dame all for himself. Nothing left—except an old high heel shoe.

I’ll save a skanky pop review or two just for you—for Creepazoids and The Slime People later on this weekend. Spoiler Alert—these two slime-ball flicks may stick to the bottom of your feet.

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Thank you, kidcarter8…

I googled it & found it.

Nice pix.

 

Puge

GREAT pic of Gaga today in (I think) the Bergen Record.  I'll try to fetch it for you.

Sans makeup, holding a kid in her arms.  Sweet, actually.

[jbottle]

play nicer

or fuck you

You're very funny, don't squander that.

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I thought our resident Top Cat might have been having some fun but apparently he really thinks Mad Mel is a contemporary Orson Wells.  Funny how all the other cats in the movie forum shy away, afraid to do battle with the bottle, as if his "Guru" picks make him the Top Cat of this forum.  

Even New York Cat backed away, offering to delete her post if Top Cat would do the same.  This is the same Top Cat who likes to saunter into the Movie Forum anytime we tried to a discussion going that was out of the mainstream, and tell what a bunch of snobs we are.  But, then pouts like a little baby whenever challenged.  Maybe they just don't like to see Top Cat pout?

What gets me about these movie cats is that they just can't get past this Hollywood rubbish, even whiskey cat.  A much, much bigger world out there.

All the best, Jim

 

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Like your From Herzegovina With Love.  I wonder if Mad Mel's ex-lingerie model was a Russian spy?  Maybe Mel is a double agent, playing sides between the Aussies and America.  I forget which he is a citizen of, if not both.  Or, maybe he is a citizen of the world!

Obamarama seems like a ghost town these days.  At least we have the movies forum to tease the audience a bit, but as usual our resident Hollywoodphiles duck out when the sparks fly.  Such a fickle bunch. 

I got a laugh out of NYT asking if anyone had scene Amelie.  What was that, 2001?  Shows you how long it takes for them to see a popular foreign flick.  I guess they don't like subtitles. 

I would like to see some spark, some energy from these guys, not just a recap of the latest Hollywood flick to hit their hometown cineplex, or appreciation of the fine works of Sandra "Nevermind my" Bollock(s) or Tom "I'll Play Anything" Hanks.

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What a sad lot in the movie forums, chewing over The Last Airbender and Amelie, rather than engage in debate, while Maddy gives a lecture on The Last Temptation of Christ. 

What to do with these guys, dennis?   Is this what mainstream America has come down to?

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Thanks Jbottle—it’s been fun, dude.

But like I’m just not a SigEp anymore—the Keg Party Sat night fun & games are long gone now. The Frat Humor fun & games of my spent youth—are pretty much gone too. They were fun while they lasted—and yeah, man, it was nice to revive them with a fellow Animal House confidant like you.

But, well, that was then, dude—this is now. No amount of trashy Grade-B movie satires like we dreamed up—will ever hit the Big Silver Screen. No amount of knowing wise-cracks about BP, the Queen or TPTB—will stop the Rape of Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, Florida. And all those Carib islands down there—doomed to poisoned Exxon Valdez oblivion. Those poor Redneck Riviera suckers—with no payback coming down after years of useless, expensive litigation. Just Corexit cancer etc.

Movies are, well, just Hollywood fantasies—a chicken-shit way of releasing our pent-up, piss-poor imaginations & escaping from our useless bored daily frustrations. Nothing’s gonna stop BP or Exxon. It’s as inevitable as a glacier—a cold Neocon Late Capitalism steamroller. It’s gonna flatten the shit outta everything—including us, especially us.

There’s nothing a couple of wiseass, eternally adolescent, ex-frat boyz like us can do about it—that’s just the way it is. Just like Melba is an online microcosm—of the way the world ticks. The way people react to outsiders—the way they love to follow leaders. You’re their type—you’ve got your cineaste forum. Like DickVitale now as Obamarama. Have fun, man—enjoy the roller-coaster ride while it lasts.

 

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Oh, no, not again! Knoxharrington, say it isn't so!

Very astute and humorous, Maddy.

The movie gang over there were saying the same thing about Roman Polanski.

And how it was so awful—surely it was the End of the World that Polanski was freed.

And now FoxyKnoxy & the gang are saying that same thing again.

Except this time it’s the End of the World for Melba Town—and everything they hold dear.

It’s that same crowd of Polanski-haters.

They hate Polanski, they hate his films, they don’t care about his WWII history or Polish cinema in general at all.

They’re like Chicken Little—“The Sky is Falling!!!”

“Polanski’s loose!!! Guard your wife & children!!!”

Yawn. Such bourgeois naïveté for a bunch of cineastes.

I think I’ll watch “Knife in the Water” again—

like Gintaras suggested. It’s on YouTube, you know....

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Until then, he's just another stupid faggot. 

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He doesn't have a football team,
for that we can be thankful.

Thanks, Jbottle.

I don’t need to be Top Cat though like you.

I don’t need a Movie Forum team.

Like Gintaras mentioned about you.

BTW do I tell you what to post?

And where to post it?

Do I? Think about it.

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The Sean Hannity Show

Sean Hannity (born December 30, 1961) is an American radio and television host, author, and political commentator. He is the host of The Sean Hannity Show, a nationally syndicated talk-radio show that airs throughout the United States on Premiere Radio Networks. Hannity also hosts a cable-news show, Hannity, on Fox News Channel. Hannity has also written three New York Times bestselling books: Lt Freedom Ring: Winning the War of Liberty over Liberalism, Deliver Us from Evil: Defeating Terrorism, Desppotism, and Liberalsim.



(NEW YORK) – Special Guest on tonight’s Sean Hannity's Show will be Molly Hagerty—the groped masseuse who got to know the Vice Prez in a luxury Portland hotel room late one night in 2006.

Here are some excerpts from tonight’s interview:
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Sean: Well, Molly Hagerty. Welcome to the Show.

Molly: Thank you, Sean. Need a nice rubdown?

Sean: Ah, well, as a matter of fact, sweetheart, I could use a nice massage. Maybe after the Show?

Molly: Sure, honey. You look awfully tense, big boy.

Sean: Well, you know how it is, Molly. Show Business & Politics. It can just drain a guy dry to the bone—especially if you’re a butchy Right Wing Repug Macho Man like me, babe.

Molly: You’re lucky, Sean. I give special discounts to handsome Fascist dudes like you.

Sean: Now then, Molly. Tell me true now, girl. Doesn’t your sexual allegations against the Vice Prez kinda just boil down to a “He said, She said” kinda bitch-fight?

Molly: I resent that. Why should a Nobel Prize Winner’s word—be any better than mine??? I know a lot more a “global warming” than Gore does. I gets my hands on it everyday & every night, Sean…

Sean: (disengaging his leg from her groping left hand underneath the interview table) Well, er, ah, then tell me this, Molly. You got any evidence to back up your sexual assault allegations?

Molly: What do you mean, Sean?

Sean: Well, you know. You gotta “Blue Dress” or something like that—hangin’ around in your closet, honey? Something to back up your claim?

Molly: (licking her lips, her big pouty juicy lips)

Sean: You know, Molly? Maybe a tell-tale stain or smudge? Something we could do a DNA thing on it?

Molly: (giving Sean a bad look, the Evil Eye)

Sean: That’d be proof, Molly—you know something real!!! You know, something the Public would go Lady Gaga over??? Like “Slam! Bam! Thank you Ma’am!!!” Huh-huh?

Molly: I’d rather talk about my new masseuse lawsuit.

Sean: New lawsuit? Who’s the sucker this time? Hopefully he’s another dumb Democrat Jackass. We could use another Democratic sex scandal to boost our TV Ratings & help the scummy Election comin’ up.

Molly: I’m suing Walter Pigeon.

Sean: Who?

Molly: Walter Pigeon the actor. You know “Morbius”—the evil touchy-feely Philologist-Scientist in that trashy sci-fi flick “Forbidden Planet” (1956).

Sean: I thought he was dead?

Molly: Well, he’s back. He done gotta a hoity-toity Krell Mind Boost, Sean—way back there on Altair. And now he’s after me—for some reason. I made the mistake of givin’ him a massage in a Poughkeepsie motel one Sat night—and he’s been after me ever since!!!

Sean: Is he a Democrat or Republican?

Molly: What the fuck, I dunno!!! All I know is—he’s got this simply huge insatiable Monster of the Id down there in his pants. And there’s no stopping him—once he gets going. He chased me all around the fuckin’ Poughkeepsie parking lot—and even nude into the local 7-Eleven!!! I’ve got witnesses!!! Elvis Presley!!! Fingerprints on the Fast Food Freezer Compartments!!! It’s just Awful!!!

Sean: Anybody else? You sho nuff pick some real Winners, girl.

Molly: I’m doin’ the best I can, Sean. I’m working on a very lucrative book deal with The New York Times, baby. A big story. A tell-all Autobiography—kinda like O. J. Simpson’s sleazy “If I Did It My Way” book. A murder mystery whodunit—a Tell All Slice & Dice Best Seller!!! It’s a juicy one. It’ll be up there—on the NYTimes Top Ten Best Sellers List!!! I’ve been promised oodles & oodles of royalties—and already I’ve had inquiries about a lovely Hollywood film deal.

Sean: What’s it about, Molly?

Molly: It’s this James Bond Herzegovinan-Bosnian Croatian-Serbian Spy Thriller—set online right on your very own Wi-Fi Internet Kindle iPad screen!!! This innocent chick (me) becomes romantically involved with this “Tall Silent Man with a Smile” who works there in the NYTimes Building. He’s very suave & sexy—he gets her to spy for him in the Melba Fiction Forum. Checkin’ out all dem 007 Exiles from SMERSH—all dem sneaky James Bond secret agent literary types hangin’ around in those trashy Graham Greene-Ian Fleming novels.

Sean: Oh yeah, James Bond. Was he Repug or Democrat, girl?

Molly: Well, I can’t reveal my Herzegovinan sources. All I can say is—give Maddy or Rick Sussman a call when you get the chance, Sean. They be kinda like always in the “know”—dontchaknow, baby?

End of Interview