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Damn...that shit gave me goosebumps. It was a nice bump, and those of you that still want to say that Orton isn't over, you clearly didn't watch Raw and see his reaction. There was actually a "Randy" chant going at one point. Orton is quickly becoming one of my favorite characters on Raw every week.

I was taught by George Lucas. Look, when you watch the trailer for a movie, do you say, "Holy fuck, that plot looks like it'll be incredibly deep and thought-provoking!", or do you say, "That looked fucking badass?"

I'm glad that there's other people that chuckled at "Stop writin' raps and go play volleyball" and thought he looked like John Cena...I thought I was the only one.

Come on, guys, what about all the good things Hitler did?

There do seem to be times when he's rapping off-beat, and he often sounds out of breath, but in my opinion the highs of that CD more than make up for the lows.

Plot is incredibly important...if it's a book. When I go to the theatre, I want to see something that draws me into the plot. You can be the greatest actor in the world, but I won't give two shits if it's some dull, drab background shot with nothing that catches you eye. That's why he's Quentin Tarantino, DIRECTOR, not Quentin Tarantino, AUTHOR. And before you jump on me, yes, I know he writes all of his own films. That's not what I'm getting at. You need to have the two elements mix together, so that people will come for the visuals, but stay for the plot. Tell me that in Volume 1, when O-Ren and The Bride face each other, when The Bride first opens that sliding door, you didn't lose your breath. The first film was absolutely beautiful from a visual perspective, while this one feature a lot of dull colors. The transistion from a wide-screen to full ratio isn't really anything to cream your jeans over, either.

The production is much cleaner that his other work, and, granted, I haven't looked too deeply into his catalogue, but I'm a fan of Seven's Travels. Also, on Inc's recommendation, I picked up the Lyrics Born CD the other day and it completely blew me away. Not only that, but I've played it for my friends, and I'm yet to have someone tell me that they don't like it. Everyone has actually asked me for a copy of it, including those that don't listen to rap all that much.

See here is my problem with the Chappelle show. There is a reason he gets paid to tell the joke. I say leave it to the professionals. ....White power.

"Knockin' on Heaven's Door" - my friend played this on his acoustic while we were camping a couple weeks ago, and I damn near teared up. It's a fucking beautiful song. "Peace in the Valley" (Johnny Cash version) - If you've seen Frailty, you'll remember the scene where one of the brothers commits suicide as this song plays in the background...the ending just preaches finality. "My Way" or "When I Was 17" by Frank Sinatra - Both songs are reflections, and coupled with Sinatra's death, it makes them that much sadder for me, personally. "When I Was 17" would probably be my favorite for the funeral, as it would look back on life as I progressed through it. "Mad World" by Gary Jules - "I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad, the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had..." Ryan Adams - "Goodnight, Hollywood Boulevard" - The song that closes out Gold, features some touching lyrics, including "Goodnight, Hollywood Boulevard, goodnight...see you soon," which Adams croons over a barely-there piano track paired with some violins...the effect is beautiful. or I'd do something horribly ironic, like "So Alive" by Ryan Adams.

The only blacks that I see around here are gang members. That's not me trying to be racist, that's me being honest. I don't see them outside of school, either, but when they're at school, there's a group that wears all red and a group that wears all blue. We call them the Baby Blue Crew...

No, Ripper, it would've been funnier if you said, "THAT'S RIGHT! YOU TELL THAT N*GGER! Oh, Jasper, there's a n*gger around here. That damn dirty monkey was beatin' on my hood! WHITE POWER!"

Fuck man, when my parents went out of town last time, I decided to have a party. I bought two kegs, invited some people, then half the school showed up. My friend tried to do a kegstand, forgot that he had to hold himself up with his arms and dropped right on top of his neck, then went and threw up in the sink, causing it to be clogged, even after two bottles of Liquid Plumber. Someone peed in my sister's room, one of the kegs got stolen after the cops showed up and everyone took off running, someone went in my room and stole my mushrooms that I had hidden inside of a speaker, and I broke my hand after I found out that the keg got stolen and decided it would be a good idea to punch my car, leaving a dent in the car and me with a broken hand. My parents came home, and the house was all cleaned up, but the next-door neighbor's three-year-old daughter came over and said to my mom, "How come I wasn't invited to your birthday party?" My mom didn't know what she was talking about until the girl said, "Yeah, you guys had a birthday party and the cops came and turned on their lights to help sing happy birthday!" Then I was fucked. After a good hour of getting yelled at, we're sitting down to eat dinner, and my dad says, "It's ok, I'm not mad at you." Then, at that exact moment, the dog jumps through the doggie door with an ounce of chronic in her mouth. You think you've had a horrible weekend? I'm the fucking champ.

Anyone here a fan of Atmosphere? His new CD, Seven's Travels is pretty damn good...specific tracks that you might like are "Tryin' to Find a Balance", "Reflections", and "National Disgrace". Also, you could dig into his older stuff and pull up "Bigger Than Guns, Bigger than Cigarettes" (I can't remember the exact title, but that's probably close).

I'd agree with you, but I don't know who you are.

DFA, your avatar doesn't work. Oh, and I'm glad you got out of Arizona. We don't like your kind here.

Just one of the other 19,999 gems.

I'd just like to point out that it's really sad that you pride yourself on being better than those guys. I mean, if you have to have a contest to see who's the worst, and you're included, you should just kill yourself for even being compared to them. That being said, DFA is worse than either one of the challengers.

......but how does Nanks make it through the day without being able to detect when someone's being facetious? HOW? MY GOD HOW?

....but why would someone put a bomb on their bus? And how would Ginger Spice know how to defuse it? HOW?

2 Live Krew is all you need.

What the fuck is she going to do, use sonar to find Beatrix? This movie, despite what you may claim, lacked the visuals of the first. The first film had some absolutely STUNNING visuals, like the final battle scene, featuring the stark contrast between the yellow biker outfit Uma was wearing and the pristine, white snow. Even in the club, when the power is cut off, you're treated to excellent visuals with the blue background. When she's driving through Tokyo, the background is seemingly alive with activity, and the colors leap out at you. The scene where GoGo is driving O-Ren around, the angle that Tarantino shot at affects the scene greatly. Vol 2. featured nothing even close to that. The closest that it came was the fuzzy camera effect used during the Pai Me flashbacks. Other than that, there wasn't a whole lot of vivid imagery floating around, which was one of my favorite things about Vol. 1.

I challenge you to defend Spice World, then.

Here's Ripper's problem: he just can't win. First he feels offended by Ghettopoly, because it has "BLATANT RACISM!", then he's forced to deal with Redneckopoly, and as well know, Ripper's from the south. It's like he's the target of this mass conspiracy against him.

The only one in the group that was semi-attractive was Posh, and their songs were all the same, formulaic bullshit. Tell me how they were "fabulous".