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Oh no, the BUDGET is 600 bucks. Best I can give you for the treatment is a cameo and some chewing gum, and you've gotta pay your own trans. But isn't it worth it to be part of HOLLYWOOD HISTORY?
Also, no surfing ability will be required in this film. Now that I've optioned the script, Sharkitect will not be attacked while surfing, but rather while working in his Architect office late one night.
Dude. Once I'm done with the movie I just got "cast" in, I'm totally working on Sharkitect. No lie, I could do that for like 600 bucks.
Agreed. I only saw that movie recently, and that was kind of my feeling too. Also, John C. Reilly being a badass dude in a vest fighting alongside the Priest was way more interesting than when he was suddenly a bad guy police officer.
Was that an adaptation of some kind of what? It's kind of a headscratcher of a flick.
I think Dorkman peak sexy was RVD2. The hair and the overshirt, man. Got a little forearm bulging action a couple of shots, too.
As a guy planning on enlisting, we should totally have that talk, Mr. Vayda.
I knew someone would pick a Morgan. This one's for you Kyle:
IT MAKES IT MORE AERODYNAMIC, MAN.
Friday 13th (2009) - so in Act 2 MY Jason could have appeared and chopped up the pretender in teenie little bits.
Are you saying the "keeping the girl in the basement" bit means that it couldn't have been the REAL Vorhees?
That is a departure from SOP for Jason, but bear in mind he also traveled across the united states to murder his mother's killer in her kitchen.
“Life does not consist mainly, or even largely, of facts and happenings. It consists mainly of the Dorkman of thought that is forever flowing through one's head.” -Mark Twain
And, I apologize for this one-
“The wise man in the Dorkman prays to God, not for safety from danger, but deliverance from fear.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson.
How much to option Sharkitect?
You think you're safe, but this is just the eye of the Dorkman.
A Storm of Dorkman is, incidentally, the title of my new fantasy thriller novel.
I mean, sure, it'd be nice if it came with a chauffer who didn't mind ANYTHING going on in the back. But then, I wouldn't exactly feel like a chump driving my own phantom, you know?
However, since that is a valid point, and since I pulled a similar move by picking Air Force One in the plane thread, here's my second choice-
The Morgan Aero 8. Hard top convertible (you need a screwdriver and everything), two seater british roadster from heaven. This thing has the looks of a 1925 phantom and the kind of balls you read about on Cracked. This is what the interior looks like.
Or if you prefer black (big ol' image)- http://www.seriouswheels.com/pics-2006/ … 80x960.jpg
...I need to change my pants.
It feels dirty to call this beauty a "car," but this is definitely my choice. Literally any year, though as far as the interior goes I prefer late models. The one and only Rolls Royce Phantom.
Ferris Bueller's Day Off? If so... I might have to call shaky ground on that one.
If so, A Particularly Happy Christmas.
We're AMERICA, god dammit. It is our manifest destiny to be laughing at the rest of the planet from the farthest reaches of space. When precisely did people stop caring about that?
In Her Majesty's Secret Service.
Last Year's Sea Mammal of Note
Lara Croft: Tomb Raider. Thank god for being a douchey little kid in choir who loved his egyptian mythology.
Urban Bird Of Prey Hits The Deck
I pick the greatest and most awesome plane in the universe.
It's a plane designed so that if the shit goes down on the ground, you can lead the free world from it for a week or two.
To the jingling keys argument I can say only this- which is the better sex, the sex that has dynamic characters and a story to tell or the sex that feels like a Michael Bay movie with less reverence?
Absolutely fucking everything about Wanted is awesome. It's covered in grease, but that grease is explosive, makes excellent anal lube, and god damned delicious.
He shoots a man in the eye, shoves the gun into his blown out brain, and fires through the back of his head while sprinting down a hallway holding the corpse as a shield. If you don't like that you are a walking goddamned ovary.
Eureka! That would be I believe the fourth in the epic seven part Beach Party series, entitled Beach Blanket Bingo.
The Watery Mortal Coil
Haha! I have flummoxed my greatest flummoxer!
Incorrect. I'm looking out for Doty to get this one.
Disctrict 9.
Mesomorphic Goedheiligman.
I keep hopping into this thread, eager to reply, and every time I come up with the answer for everyone fairly quickly. Unfortunately, every time I come in, Zarban was the last to post, and he has an uncanny ability to flummox me beyond hope.
Okay, never mind, that's not the Konami code, which is actually even more impressive because everyone knows the Konami code and even I don't remember random unlock codes from THPS.
You want this, don't you? The gamer is swelling in you now. Take your mouse and keyboard. Use them. I am unarmed. Strike me down with them. Give in to your desire to play video games on the internet. With each passing moment you make yourself more my servant.
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