Didn't Carl Weathers die? So not a very good campaigner.
What the hell was in that mud?
Hey, I didn't say it was a good plan.
'Beneath You'
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Didn't Carl Weathers die? So not a very good campaigner.
What the hell was in that mud?
Hey, I didn't say it was a good plan.
I didn't say it was a good plan
Yet...it worked.
Didn't Carl Weathers die?
Only in Rocky IV.
And in Predator.
ita is always wrong. Gus is always right. If you are a new Buffista, you should always recall these salient facts.
Cleaning out my trash I see that Thunderbird has decided that a message with the subject "Date Single Christians" is junk. Ya think?
Time for me to say g'night. I'm going to crawl in bed with a book as it has been a long day.
You know. I make the jokes. Some of them fall flat.
I can't imagine the sort of mud that stays cool while you're wering two mm of it.
I fan-wanked it to be that the mud is cool at first, and it also provides some cooling due to evaporation. So maybe he's invisible to Predator for a few minutes.
I can't believe I fan-wanked Predator.
Best line: "I ain't got time to bleed."
Wearing mud makes you feel cool, in my brief experience...
Also, I totally did a flammability science fair project! It was AWESOME -- I got to play in the basement with a blow torch and baby clothes. Sweet.
I'd be freaking out if I ran into a 14 year old that couldn't read.
Not least because an illiterate 14 year old will have a much harder time learning to read than an illiterate person of younger age. The reason you go to school at a tender age is so that civilization can print all its little keys into your tender soap-bar. There's also the part where it's got to be pretty humiliating, trying to learn to read as an adult and realizing that second graders might have more mastery than you.
I just finished So Yesterday, a novel by Scott Westerfeld about branding and cool-hunting. It was a pile of cockamamie -- it relied on the assumption that seeking cool is a universal experience -- but it was an entertaining pile of cockamamie. I think after reading it a lot of teenagers (it is YA) would be suddenly ripping holes in their logoed shirts in hopes of being so anti-cool that they become cool again. It is a whole big cycle of cool, which anybody who has seen me in toe socks will attest tends to fly over my head.