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Started by BTM, January 05, 2008, 10:12:17 PM

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ER

Quote from: Alex on November 03, 2019, 07:17:36 AM
Are sex toys alive in the Toy Story universe?

I pity those poor sex dolls.

They'd be owned by plumbers, I bet.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

claws

Do kids still celebrate birthday parties at McDonalds? I remember it was a popular thing to do back in the 1990s. I haven't notice any birthday parties at McDs in ages.

ER

Quote from: claws on November 03, 2019, 08:19:31 AM
Do kids still celebrate birthday parties at McDonalds? I remember it was a popular thing to do back in the 1990s. I haven't notice any birthday parties at McDs in ages.

Yes, but....

Not as popular anymore, I don't think (nor is Chucky Cheese's for that) and I have to say the last McDonald's birthday party we were at was held in a play area that could have used a good deep scrub.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

Rev. Powell

I can't get the phrase "grandpa is swole" out of my head.
I'll take you places the hand of man has not yet set foot...

ER

Quote from: Rev. Powell on November 04, 2019, 03:32:27 PM
I can't get the phrase "grandpa is swole" out of my head.

Did you acquire said phrase by conversing with an Appalachian, or is it a movie quote?
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

Rev. Powell

Quote from: ER on November 04, 2019, 04:24:08 PM
Quote from: Rev. Powell on November 04, 2019, 03:32:27 PM
I can't get the phrase "grandpa is swole" out of my head.

Did you acquire said phrase by conversing with an Appalachian, or is it a movie quote?

If my nephew counts as an Appalachian, then from conversing with an Appalachian.
I'll take you places the hand of man has not yet set foot...

chefzombie

will the saggy pants trend ever end? or at least, will these guys buy better underwear? tighty whities maybe, instead of plaid ugly too big boxers?
don't EVEN...EVER!

ER

John Mortimer used to keep his own urn in his desk and sometimes invited friends to share drinks from it. Whether or not one is to be immolated upon earthly completion, keeping an urn around might be an interesting statement on its owners relative comfort with death. If ever I buy one pet rock style, I really must remember to invite friends over to shoot it a few times.

And then we'll drink from it.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

Leah

So my new job is being a door to door salesman. Alllllllllllllllllrighty then
yeah no.

ER

Quote from: El Misfit on November 05, 2019, 11:54:24 PM
So my new job is being a door to door salesman. Alllllllllllllllllrighty then

Congratulations! If I've learned anything from pornography, it's that door to door salespeople are irresistible to the opposite sex.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

ER

Good night, everyone, and may steel unicorns guard your dreamscapes.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

Gabriel Knight

Quote from: ER on November 05, 2019, 11:59:47 PM
Quote from: El Misfit on November 05, 2019, 11:54:24 PM
So my new job is being a door to door salesman. Alllllllllllllllllrighty then

Congratulations! If I've learned anything from pornography, it's that door to door salespeople are irresistible to the opposite sex.

I used to think the same, but I worked as a technician for many years, visiting houses with lonely housewives, and I can say for sure that their irrestible lust it's a complete lie. They do, however, ask plenty of silly questions.

So many wasted years... so many broken dreams...  :bluesad:
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ER

On one of the many times in seventh grade I spent waiting in the lobby for my never-on-time mother to pick me up after school, I noticed the picture of Pope John Paul II hanging on the entry wall was crooked, which bugged me, so I went to my grandpa's shed (scene of my accidental paint huffing, yes) and got his mini-level, and the next time I was waiting in the lobby I straightened the Pope out, and so he stayed the rest of the era I went to school there, but JP2 lived another dozen years and I've often wondered, did he always stay level or did my work eventually get undone?
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

ER

Went yesterday with my eleven-year-old to volunteer at the free kitchen her grandma's church hosts, usually she goes on Wednesday evenings and about half the time I go with her, the rest of the time she is there with her paternal grandmother, and yesterday this clearly mentally-disturbed homeless man kept coming over to my daughter and saying real loudly, "I'm going to marry her!"

Well the first time he said it it was a little amusing, ha, yeah, fine, she's cute, right, by the third time it was annoying and it quickly went past creepy by the fifth time he said it over the hour he was there.

Bear in mind this is not a "retarded" person, this is someone with mental illness. The church workers said they knew him, his name is Dan, and he's harmless, that he had to leave the army because of psychological issues and is having a hard time.

Is he harmless? Maybe, maybe not, but to spend a morning saying you're going to marry a grade-school kid, MY grade school kid, that sets off alarm bells.

So after he got his meal and a bag of canned goods and a sweater, he shuffled over to the foyer and kept looking back like he was trying to find my daughter, who was out of sight in the kitchen area, then finally after standing there about ten minutes by the outside door, he left and my daughter and I stayed almost ninety minutes past him going to clean up and stack things away, but when we left, there was this same crazy homeless man, Dan, sitting under some pine trees on a thirty-degree day, at the edge of the church's property, clearly looking right at our car.

I gave my daughter some powerful USAF tear gas and told her some good safety tips, one of the biggest being what Ari, our family's Krav Maga instructor says is rule one----never hesitate when dealing with a threat---and told her she's never going to volunteer evenings there again til it's light out again, or be there without family with her, and for once she didn't argue that I was making a big deal about something.

She even said, "Yeah, I've noticed Dan before and he stares at me."

Uh-huh. Like that nutcase out west stared at Elizabeth Smart?

OK. May have to deal with this.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

Alex

Chances are its nothing, but you are right to be cautious and careful here.
Hail to thyself
For I am my own master
I am my own god
I require no shepherd
For I am no sheep.