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[Oct. 23rd, 2004|11:31 pm] |
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REVIEW OF THE WHOLE TEN YARDS 2
Today I've seen the whole ten yards 2 with Bruce "Hot" Willis (as a friend would call him) and Mathew "Chandler" Perry (As I would call him) and Amanda Pett, almost the same crew as in the first movie.
After running away to Mexico to have a killer retirement, Jimmy (bruce Willis) find himself in a bad situation having to go back to the killing world, but there are somethings weird going on.
In my opinion, it was a very nice movie, funnier than the first one. I'm not really in the mood to write a nice review about it, but if you want to know if it'll worth your money or not, I suppose yes, at least, (if you're a woman) you'll see half of Bruce Willis naked...
Next movie I want to watch: The forgotten
goodnight
-percy |
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[Oct. 22nd, 2004|09:59 pm] |
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I'm not really inspired for any sort of post, I feel terribly... empty, dumb, stupid, idiot, jerk, son of a bitch, mother fucker, and all those sweet adjectives that would just describe the unlovely me.
Whoever is about to disturb me, just fuck off.
Stay away from me, I'm highly dangerous.
Know what? I'm a fucking lier, but the highly dangerous part is so true that it could almost be another fucking lie, 'cause my lies are so true that I can almost feel it being true, so if that's a lie my life is a pretend, and I'm an actor, and that's my job, pretend to people, pretend to myself being someone else, someone I'm not, someone I didn't wish to be, my life of pretends, the paradise I've create destroys my soul everyday I hurt someone, and the hurt of someone makes me go back to what I am, a fucking lier.
You know once for a second I forgot who I am, and that felt good.
I wish I could forget it forever... because I'm such a fucking lier... I even lied about forgetting who am I, and that it felt good, and it did felt good, not knowing I was a lier pretending... |
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[Oct. 20th, 2004|09:48 pm] |
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Narrator: Welcome ladies and gentlemen for one more "Supper with Percy". We just had a terrible supper now, and sandwichs are on their way to our tummies. Once and again we're havin the special appearence of Father Smythe, though he's locked in a jail, for security of his own. Tonight's subject is sex, and oral sex. Welcome gentlemen, are you comfortable?
Father Smythe: If there's a way you can be comfortable in a jail...
Percy: I am!
Narrator: Good. Father Smythe, shall you tell us your point of view oabout sex?
Father Smythe: I know sex does make people happy, but to me is just like having a cup of tea.
Percy: That must be one hell of a cup of tea ::chuckles::
Narrator: But how can we wait to have sex until get married? What about moderation?
Father Smythe: Sustaining from sex is best done by abstinence. Complete abstinence is easier then perfect moderation.
Percy: WHAT?? NO SEX?? Sex is like breathing, you MUST do it or you'll die.
Narrator: What if we practice safe sex?
Father Smythe: There's nothing safe about sex. There never will be.
Percy: What's my view of safe sex? A padded headboard ::chuckles::
Narrator: Now tell us, Mr. Sledge, what's the pefect way to give a blow job?
Percy: The basics are simple. First, watch the teeth. Second, be sure to involve the balls. Stimulating them adds to the pleasure and to the fun. Also, use your hands at the same time, references in #2. Lots of tongue and that includes licking and sucking. The tip is the most sensitive part, particulary the underside. And remember to have fun, because he sure is.
Father Smythe: Gross!!
Percy: By the way Father, if you wanna feel that, take some 5 cups of tea.
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[Oct. 20th, 2004|08:42 pm] |
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Who hates banks please raise your middle finger to them!
I do hate banks, I do.. I do!!
If there's anything worse than bank lines, and bank bureaucracy, please let me know, would you?
"Hi... the machine is broke, how can I post some money in my account?"
"oh, please sir.. follow me"
*waiting in a two hour line*
"Hi.. the machine broke.. and I want to post some money in my account"
"oh I see.. well sir.. you might come back later"
What do they think you are?? A fucking wanker that doesn't have anything else to do besides standing happily in a bank line getting stressed?? Oh yeah, I forgot to tell them that's not one of my favourite hobbies... Those people are the kind I'd LOVE to spank, though I know it's not their fault, but at least they could tell you right away, not leave you waiting in a two hour line with children screaming "Mom, I wanna pee" and women saying "did you see what happened in the soap opera yesterday??" or men talking about soccer games... come on!
Something that also made me mad, those fucking anti-metal doors!
I have toooooooons of things made of metal, car keys, my cellphone (the chip), besides the things that are from my backpack.. so what the fuck is it for?? When they REALLY need to detect some metal shit like in guns, they don't.
"Please sir, would you remove your metal stuff?"
Grrrrrrrrr.... Next time, I'll get naked!
Something quite worse, traffic. Let's say hundred of cars are stood still in a line, they can't move, so why the fuck the wanker behind you is honking?????? You can't move!!! Does his honk came from Harry Potter's land where you honk and then poof, everything goes away and you can finally pass? Shit, people are so stupid sometimes...
And I did a QI test today, 106, is that bad? it said it's normal, cool I'm normal.. not that I think I am normal.. but if it says I'm normal... then I sure am normal... right?
Another thing, when you put an add "requesting actors for drama play", does it mean "please clows, come by and have a drink with me"???
Shit... damn... I don't need clowns in a drama! Do I??
Oh come on world.. just bite me...
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| First screencap posted |
[Oct. 18th, 2004|09:21 pm] |
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The first screencap that I post, be nice.
“Morning Shower”
The steam clouded the windows. The heat was almost unbearable. The only sounds that could be heard from outside was the shower water running and the occasional moan. The lone girl in the shower had awoken from a very erotic dream and felt the need for some release.
Her hand traveled down over her pert nipples and over her smooth stomach. She closed her eyes and imagined his long, perfect fingers gliding over her heated skin. She could almost feel his beautiful blonde hair caress her face as he attacked her neck with his lips. Dipping her hand lower she was just about to part her folds when she heard a noise coming from outside the shower. Deciding that she was obviously hearing things, she picked up where she left off.
The tall blonde man stepped forward and pulled open the shower curtain just enough to let his tall frame in. Taking a step towards the moaning woman he reached out and pulled her to him.
“Fantasizing about me again?” he whispered into her ear.
“Jase, you know I was.”
Jase smirked as he brought his hand to her breast, pinching the nipple until it hardened into a tiny pebble. “I know.”
The woman sighed and closed her eyes as his lips grazed her neck.
“But why fantasize when you can have the real thing?” he asked as his other hand slid down her body, pulling her hand away from her throbbing center.
“You were asleep. I didn’t want to wake you.” She managed to say before crying out as he thrust into her.
“Don’t ever let me sleep again when you have this in mind,” he growled as he pushed her against the wet tile wall.
Her response was muffled against the wall as Jase pounded into her from behind. Her body rose and fell with each hard thrust, her breasts brushing against the wall. She could hear his voice in her ear as he taunted her.
“You like it from behind? You like it when I fuck you senseless?”
Her moans and sighs were his only answer.
“Tell me how it feels, how my cock feels inside of you,” he demanded as he rubbed her clitoris in time with his thrusts.
“Gods, Jase. It feels so good.”
“Just good hmm? I will have to change that,” he said, his voice husky with his arousal.
He thrust harder and deeper, rubbed her clit faster until she thought she couldn’t stand it anymore. She could feel the familiar pressure build within her.
“Is it still just ‘good’? Hmm?” he asked, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his release near.
“Holy Shit! Gods Jase…Yes, yes…Gods yes!” She screamed as her orgasm ripped through her body causing her to shudder and gasp.
His own cry of release was shouted into her shoulder.
She sighed as he turned her around and claimed her mouth with his. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him closer.
He pulled back just enough to trail his lips down her throat, across her collarbone to her breasts. She let her hands tangle in his soft, blonde hair as he encircled her nipple with his tongue. He looked up at her and smirked again.
She let her head fall back against the wall as he lowered himself until he was eye level with the very spot that was again getting slick with arousal.
His tongue darted out and took a swipe over her mound. Bringing his hands to the back of her thighs he closed his mouth over her clitoris, sucking and licking on it until she was writhing against him.
Reaching out and grasping the back of his head, she laid her hand against the wall for support as he continued his assault.
Looking down proved to be a mistake. He was looking up causing their eyes to meet. Those oftentimes-cold gray eyes were staring at her intently with fire and passion. She tugged on his hair bringing his lips back to her own. He used the opportunity to lift one of her legs and thrust into her once again.
She reached around and took hold of his gorgeous bum, pulling him deeper into her. Their breathing became labored as his thrusts and strokes became more erratic. He reached around smacked her arse, causing her to cry out.
She screamed out his name as her second orgasm hit her. She squeezed his bum as he tensed up, spilling his seed deep inside her.
After their breathing returned to normal he leaned into her and said into her ear, “Now that is how I want to wake every morning. Understand?”
Normally his order would have seemed callous and uncouth in a situation like this. But after all it was Jase. What did she expect?
“Of course Jase,” she replied before he crushed his mouth to hers.
Sweet dreams.
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| New adress!!! |
[Oct. 18th, 2004|09:00 pm] |
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G'evening all!
As you can see I changed my LJ's address, why? I was having a couple of problems in uploading pictures in the other one.
Well, this one is a special one, because I don't got "stalkers" all around me, chasing me down, which for me is a relief. I shall post a few screencaps and you shall tell me your opinion, is that alright? Good!
I hate red, why am I using red?
Right, now I want your help with choosing my LJ's icon. Ladies and gentlemen, the following icons are all of Harry Potter and Halloween town, please please, leave your adorable comment about which one of them you liked most. Thank you very much.
Number 1: The vilon of the movie, the most feared of all, Sirius Black!
Number 2: Our very dear possion master, Snape!
Number 3: "May I invite someone of my own house? Malfoy?"
Number 4: From the darkness he comes back, Sirius.
Number 5: Dobby only will be free and its master give him a piece of clothe.
Number 6: The Death Eaters sign
Number 7: Happy Halloween!
Number 8: Welcome to my dear dear Halloween town, shall I show you?
Next post: As soon as I get back! |
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