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I showed up in this guy's first thread. Hopefully he'll have some kind of Omenesque tragedy real soon now.

Dammit. We'll miss ya til you're back, Laz.

Exactly. The truth commercials are actually part of that massive court settlement that the tobacco companies had to pay a few years back. Remember that? One of the punishments they received is that they had to create some anti-smoking ads. So, in a rather brilliant maneuver, they proceed to churn out the most godawful sanctimonious annoying ads possible in the form of Truth. SMOKE!

Shyamalan has some interesting ideas, and certainly has his own unique style. I wanna see him do a movie where he didn't write the script. Imagine what Shyamalan could do with a script written by, say, Alan Moore or someone similar.

Crichton makes a really strong case for global warming being mostly hysteria in his newest book, State Of Fear. Some of the storytelling is shoddy, but the science wasn't, at least as far as I could tell.

Wrestling just gets sicker every fucking time I log onto the net, turn on my TV, or answer my phone. Jesus Christ, can none of you motherfuckers keep your pants zipped while you're around the business?! Fuck.

As someone who has personally witnessed TNA management attempting to direct an "invasion" of a WWE show, I'd say that Vince probably has nothing to worry about.

I think a lot of people were pissed off because the twist ending was such a massive twist. It changed the entire story of the movie much, much more than even the one in Sixth Sense and made the real plot into something that was completely, 180 different from what we thought it was. The movie was marketed as a historical horror flick about villagers in a siege against monsters from the woods, and the ending kinda pulled the rug out from under that whole premise. Also, some people, like me, were probably just mad cuz the monsters turned out to not be real.

I remember being disgusted by the sight of ribs back when I was a kid. They just looked gross. Of course now I eat them by the truckload. Don't know what all that signifies.

Oxys are bad juju, people. Highly, HIGHLY addictive. Trust me, I know, I've seen several people get hooked on them. They are fun to take, but jesus you gotta be careful with them. Oh man I'm not on drugs right now. Gotta fix that problem.

I wouldn't want to kill the Fanta Girls themselves. They're just struggling actresses who've committed no greater sin than to do a lame gig for money. I'd rather save the homicide for whichever marketing executive who thought their hideous excuse for a "song" was a good idea.

Shyamalan's work seems to affect evreybody differently. I loved Sixth Sense and Unbreakable, thought Signs was okay but flawed, and still aren't sure exactly how I feel about The Village.

I'm currently trying to convince a depressed ex-girlfriend that she isn't a bad person and that the failures of her previous relationships don't necessarily dictate the outcomes of her future ones. Needless to say, it's a wee bit frustrating. Damn my non-calloused heart for still giving a shit about my exes. (Well, most of them. If that one bitch was beheaded by terrorists tomorrow I wouldn't shed a tear.)

Just grind up a couple "morning after" pills and slip 'em into her drink, that oughta take care of things. I actually seem to have done just that, for the moment anyway. No horrors or tragedies to report over the past couple of weeks. And as far as I know I have no connections whatsoever to the Schiavo woman or those school shootings. So either my streak has ended, or I'm just the latest target of the old "let the long-term torture victim think that their pain is over for a while but then suddenly start it again and then their sanity snaps like Sid Eudy's leg at Sin 2000" trick.

I live in the South. (Do I need to specify further?)

Seems like a really arbitrary listing of games, too. The whole thing just reeks of some little company that happened to patent something similar to Dualshock trying to rake Sony over the coals just to cash in.

I dunno how I feel about this site. Some of the stories are true, but more of them are exagerrations, urban legends, have incorrect details, or are just straight-up false. I'm reading thru the list, at 200 now, and have spotted a few that I know for a fact to be lies.

I've found that my own personal feelings about change tend to mean jack shit, as changes occur whether I want them to or not. At about the same frequency, too, no matter if I'm actively crusading to bring about change or desperately hiding in an attempt to avoid it.

Didn't Nintendo do all this with that Rumble Pack before Sony ever did Dualshock anyway?

Nah, there've been too many Leisure Suit Larry sequels already.

Heh, same here. I wanted to watch it, but gave up about ninety seconds in. I saw Sherri at an indy show a few years back, and will say now what I said then: when she isn't wearing all that damn makeup and had her hair done in a more ordinary style, Sherri is one hot mama. Plus the fact that she'd jump off the top of a cage (in bare feet) and bump like a fucking champion just adds to her appeal for me. I feel bad for having missed Smackdown now. How bizarre is that?

Wow, you guys really hated this movie. As for myself, I enjoyed it. Now, keep in mind that I worship at the feet of the first Ring and still think that it's one of the most terrifying goddamn things I've ever seen, so just hearing that they were making a sequel kinda made my dick shrink. But in the genre of Completely Unnecessary Sequels, this wasn't bad. Ring 2 was kinda like Jaws 2: nowhere near the masterpiece that original was, but not that godawful. The filmmakers were between a rock and a hard place, having to create a sequel to one of the more unique and original horror flicks in existence, and in my opinion they didn't drop the ball nearly as bad as they could've. A few specific complaints and things I didn't understand: I didn't understand the deer scene either. It was so terribly out of place, and the computer-animated deer really looked horribly fake. My personal theory is that the studio insisted that the filmmakers had to include another scene of large animals on the rampage, like the one of the horse on the boat in The Ring. Since when was Samara adopted? In the first movie, her father said "my wife was never supposed to have a child!", which hinted at a lot of interesting possibilities, but as far as I can remember she was supposed to have been their real birth child. Spacek's character could've easily been switched to being Samara's crazy aunt or grandmother or something like that. I didn't like how Samara was able to kill Max in the standard blue-faced manner despite him never having seen the video, that broke the first movie's internal rules. The ending... meh. It was just kinda there. It felt like the screenwriter ran out of ideas, or maybe the studio insisted on a happy ending. It was a lot like the ending of The Craft, which taught me that all the unholy supernatural powers in the universe can be defeated with one good kick to the midsection. It was strongly remniscent of the ending to Aliens, too. But Samara did look creepy as hell spider-climbing up the well.

Does this game let you play for free forever, or does it do the "one month gratis THEN PAY, YOU FREELOADING SCUM" bullshit that Gang Warz did?

My one, only, and final word on gun control: A few years back, a maniac tried to kill my father in our home. He shot my dad full of holes with a stolen, illegal gun that no gun control law in the world could've prevented him from getting. The only thing that saved my dad's life? When he fought the guy off for a moment and managed to grab his legal, registered shotgun out of the closet and start loading it, the attacker got scared and ran off. So, fuck gun control.

Maybe. But I can chug Southern Comfort with the best of 'em. I don't mind something that tastes like sewage as long as it gets me fucked up quick. Beer just takes too damn much time and effort for the meager results it provides.