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20 Questions to Guess the Next Movie - 2/16/2k7 Edition!!!

Started by Conor, February 16, 2007, 08:56:16 AM

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6079SmithW

I look at my watch, then look at the floor
Dammit, why doesn't this start until four?

sarcasm_made_Easy

yeah i am vaguely aware of that, however i dont think its a good idea to Always have the exact same pace.  

its why i like my last one.  Not that im saying its GREAT by any stretch of imagination.  im not a man who cares too much for symetery ;)

robertraur

Quote from: Pak-Man on February 16, 2007, 09:12:16 AM
Let me ask before I bathe
Does the movie have a rudimentary lathe?

A hint, 'Oh Joy', we can not rest,
This Lathe points us to Galaxy Quest
Anytime someone offers you 10,000 to 1 odds, you take it.
Lets just say if John Mellancamp ever wins an Oscar, I'll be a rich man.

robertraur

Grunk-a-dunk a dunkaty atman and Robin,
The next riff will be Batman and Robin,
Anytime someone offers you 10,000 to 1 odds, you take it.
Lets just say if John Mellancamp ever wins an Oscar, I'll be a rich man.

estwald


sarcasm_made_Easy


torgosPizza



Rufus T

Aaahh! This movie just throws you violently into the next scene!

BEERxTaco

**off-topic alert**

Some of my favorite stanzas from one of my favorite works:

Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion ;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.

Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink ;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.

Four times fifty living men,
(And I heard nor sigh nor groan)
With heavy thump, a lifeless lump,
They dropped down one by one.

I looked upon the rotting sea,
And drew my eyes away ;
I looked upon the rotting deck,
And there the dead men lay.


Neat stuff...

Rime of the Ancient Mariner
"Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son"
-Dean Wormer, Animal House R.I.P.

kodiakthejuggler

Quote from: Groucho2006 on February 16, 2007, 10:51:14 AM
Quote from: sarcasm_made_Easy on February 16, 2007, 10:49:03 AM
Does anybody want a peanut?

May you dream of big women.

large women.

As the quote goes:

"I do not envy you the headache you will have when you awake,
but in the meantime, rest well, and dream of large women..."

;)

Rufus T

Quote from: kodiakthejuggler on February 16, 2007, 10:52:45 AM
Quote from: Groucho2006 on February 16, 2007, 10:51:14 AM
Quote from: sarcasm_made_Easy on February 16, 2007, 10:49:03 AM
Does anybody want a peanut?

May you dream of big women.

large women.

As the quote goes:

"I do not envy you the headache you will have when you awake,
but in the meantime, rest well, and dream of large women..."

;)

I was gonna go with large then I second guessed myself.
Aaahh! This movie just throws you violently into the next scene!

sarcasm_made_Easy

QuoteDamn you sarcasm!

thatll learn ya to mock my prose ;)

QuoteMay you dream of big women.

how big we talking?  is this attack of the 50 ft woman big or just big and curvy like Katie price jordan

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jordan_%28Katie_Price%29

RaoulDuke

Ninjas don't kill people, Pat Morita playing a ninja kills people.

sarcasm_made_Easy

well since someone mentioned poems they like i MUST put my favorites in here, just two.

the jabberwocky

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
'Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!'
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought--
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
'And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

and of course This poem by emily dickenson

BECAUSE I could not stop for Death, 
He kindly stopped for me; 
The carriage held but just ourselves 
And Immortality. 
  
We slowly drove, he knew no haste,         5
And I had put away 
My labor, and my leisure too, 
For his civility. 
  
We passed the school where children played 
At wrestling in a ring;         10
We passed the fields of gazing grain, 
We passed the setting sun. 
  
We paused before a house that seemed 
A swelling of the ground; 
The roof was scarcely visible,         15
The cornice but a mound. 
  
Since then ’t is centuries; but each 
Feels shorter than the day 
I first surmised the horses’ heads 
Were toward eternity.