Jackie Chan

Jackie Chan is a whacky man, doing what a hackie can. Still, I thought his portrayal of the accidental spy was an occidental cry for helpful merciles penibangs. Dude, otrusion and brave contusions lied to a cast of maliciously delicious off full mother plungers eating crap for their potatoes, and nacho cheese for their french toast. Why was it then, when I was observing the films of Jackie Chan, that I got such an incredjoulously hunourmous boner that I ripped my pants and watered the plants when I did my dance? That's because Jackie is an orphan, incredibly well-versed in kung fu, and inevitably devoted to hang you. Get your

Mind out of the Guttermouth

Starship Troopers

The super duper antics of those darmned Starship Troopers are quite possibly (partially) at fault for the slowed growth (and other side-effects) of dreams (and other variances) on teens, tweens, pre-tweens, and Charlie Sheens. You really have to pay attention to capture every detail that was put into every frame. I bought the soundtrack yesterday (released by VHS Records) and I was mostly suprised that Phil Collins was still a man. The Starship goof-troop really know what takes to please a man like me.

"My super starship troupe comin out to shoot/ Eazy-E muthafucka cold knockin the boots"

The Startshit Poopers made me believe in life after love.

Tiny out of Big

Seven of Nine

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