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April 17, 2004 -- 12:02 AM
posted by nobody knows my face
I can't stop watching those robots... so... mesmerizing.
April 17, 2004 -- 12:01 AM
posted by nobody knows my face
Paras... your robot sucks major asshole if it can't do THIS. Now THOSE are ROBOTS!!!
April 17, 2004 -- 12:01 AM
posted by nobody knows my face
WHAT THE FUCK!? Water that's not WET? Some strange new chemical called Sapphire which looks and acts just like water... except it's NOT WET!!! CLICK HERE FOR DRY WATER!!!
April 17, 2004 -- 12:01 AM
posted by nobody knows my face
read the Akira article in "jinglish": Click here for "the key passing tweet."
April 17, 2004 -- 12:00 AM
posted by Beck
- How dare anybody say anything remotely bad about that movie?
BLASPHEMY!!!!!!!
April 17, 2004 -- 12:00 AM
posted by nobody knows my face
so they're ACTUALLY making Kaneda's bike... crazy. Here's pictures of the prototype (which unfortunately looks kinda lame right now): http://www.itmedia.co.jp/lifestyle/articles/0404/02/news040.html
April 17, 2004 -- 12:00 AM
posted by EXcaliBur
- What if you were a horny high school geek and a porn star moved in next door? Your answer will surely outwit anything in this cut-rate Risky Business, the 1983 film that put Tom Cruise on the map. Emile Hirsch, who proved his talent in The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys, plays the geek. Elisha Cuthbert, of TV's 24, is the adult-film star on leave from giving on-camera blow jobs. She's a sexy screen presence -- all wet-lipped availability -- with no character to play. Director Luke Greenfield, the auteur behind The Animal, starring Rob Schneider, wants to pass off this limp-dick farce as social satire. Ha!
By Pete Travers, Rolling Stone
April 17, 2004 -- 12:00 AM
posted by eric
- yo no shit
can't sherlock the verb
and the noun
on two hours cat nip
i means nap
all tha kitties roll up on my lap
dancin' pouncin' romancin'
my stanzas got the b-boy stance-in
the lean is fresh so i don't needs a stand in
crash any time my bummy bumpkin
the abstract profound's cookin' up tha hot somethin'
until i'm on hot 97
rollin' with a grill that shines like the gates of Heaven.
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