This weeked everyone is to buy ($10 bucks at Walmart) or rent or borrow a copy of Real Genuis and write a report. I will find some way to read the reports on Monday.
You are not in position to give me homework. Coming Monday you get absolutely nothing from me. Additionally, I have never been to a Wal-Mart shop in my whole life. I am not going to enter a shop that abuses farmers and provides people with low cost but very low quality unfair trade unhealthy goods. I believe in old-fashioned local produce type stuff. In summary, no Wal-Mart and no homework from me. Fortunately, I am an absolutely nobody in the Slowtwitch forum. So who gives a sh**t if I have given my homework or not anyway.
my dog ate mine…
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Anyone who thinks walmart is bad should be assigned an economics textbook for homework.
Get over yourself and go to Blockbuster or the libary. I want at least 200 words.
400 words from you.
Thanks Tibbs. I’ll be at Blockbuster tommorow getting this movie. I can’t wait to read it. I’ll report back by Monday.
Those new pills I am taking, sugar, I forgot it this morning.
"I was thinking of the immortal words of Socrates when he said, “I drank what?!”.
“Kent, this is Jesus talking.”
“Can you hammer a ten inch nail through a board with your penis?” “A girl’s gotta have standards.”
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“And Kent…STOP playing with yourself!”
“It really is Jesus.”
“Oh yeah, what about that time i found you naked with that bowl of jello?”
“…I was hot and i was hungry…”
damn i love that movie…i could do this all day…
“I was thinking of the immortal words”
You are very philosophical.
I am a more simple man. I thought, I wish I were born again as a woman. I could play with my boobs in the shower whenever I feel like touching some breasts.
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That should be about 400 words…how’d I do?
~Matt
i gotta try this one sometime:
" STOP!! don’t you know that eating meat will give you extremely large breasts…OH MY GOD, i’m too late!!"
“this would be filed under H for Toy”
“Dr. Hathaway, are you wearing makeup?”
This is my report:
Coolidge’s career progressed from personal independent documentaries on rape and drug abuse, through an ill-fated brush with Coppola’s Zoetrope, and eventually moved towards the mainstream with the engaging off-kilter teen flick Valley Girl. This, her first Hollywood feature, was co-written by the Police Academy team, and mainly plays like it. Supersmart college boffins Kilmer and Jarret are recruited by teacher Atherton to work on a new laser project, but the kids eventually turn rebellious when they discover the device’s covert military implications. It’s a change to see young folk are more obsessed with technology than the promptings of the trouser department, but the gizmo-heavy hi-jinks (fun with helium, frozen gas and other science-class materials) do outstay their welcome. It does make you wonder if the drive of the US education system is ultimately to develop better weapons of mass-destruction, though Coolidge’s movie is too hazily good-natured to capitalise on the tougher aspects of the material.
Man: Take care of him, Sherri. He’s one of the top ten minds in the country.
Chris: Some day I hope to be two of them. You are very beautiful.
Sherri: Thank you. You don’t act like one of the top ten minds in the country.
Chris: Well how many have you met?
Sherri (rather seductively): Seven. You’ll be eight. Professor Hostetler at MIT was number six.
Chris: Professor Hostetler. Isn’t he dead?
Sherri (nodding): He is now.
One of my all time favourite movies, I’ve seen it many many times. The best scene is when the popcorn is popping, and “Kent” is standing in front of it, with his arms held back at a very strange angle.
I always wanted to put forzen nitrogen into a coke machine.
-Colin
“Dr. Hathaway, I watched your show last week and I’ve been dying to ask you something…Is that your real hair?”
“Dr. Hathaway, what is Albert Einstein REALLY like?”
“DEAD.”
Chris Knight: Have you ever seen a body like this before in your life?
David Decker: She happens to be my daughter.
Chris Knight: Oh. Then I guess you have.
Chris Knight: Do you mind if I name my first child after you? “Dipshit Knight” has a nice ring to it.
Chris Knight: Look at it this way. Considering the type of people you are and the environment you’re in, you have to admit the strong possibility this may be the only chance you ever have in your entire lives… to have sex.
Professor Hathaway: Bodie, I noticed you stopped stuttering.
Bodie: I’ve been giving myself shock treatments.
Professor Hathaway: Up the voltage.
Chris Knight: You didn’t touch anything, did you?
Mitch: No.
Chris Knight: Good. Because all of my filth is arranged in alphabetical order. This, for instance, is under ‘H’ for "toy.
Mitch: What is it?
Chris Knight: It’s a penis stretcher. Do you want to try it?
Mitch: No.
Chris Knight: I’m just kidding. It’s yet another in a long series of diversions in an attempt to avoid responsibility.
Dr. Dodd: Why is that toy on your head?
Chris Knight: Because if I wear it any place else, it chafes.
And the triathlete’s favorite…
Professor Hathaway: You still run?
Chris Knight: Only when chased.
This is my report:
Coolidge’s career progressed from personal independent documentaries on rape and drug abuse, through an ill-fated brush with Coppola’s Zoetrope, and eventually moved towards the mainstream with the engaging off-kilter teen flick Valley Girl. This, her first Hollywood feature, was co-written by the Police Academy team, and mainly plays like it. Supersmart college boffins Kilmer and Jarret are recruited by teacher Atherton to work on a new laser project, but the kids eventually turn rebellious when they discover the device’s covert military implications. It’s a change to see young folk are more obsessed with technology than the promptings of the trouser department, but the gizmo-heavy hi-jinks (fun with helium, frozen gas and other science-class materials) do outstay their welcome. It does make you wonder if the drive of the US education system is ultimately to develop better weapons of mass-destruction, though Coolidge’s movie is too hazily good-natured to capitalise on the tougher aspects of the material.
Pluto… if you were in my class I would haul your ass out for plagiarism! (http://www.lovefilm.com/view_dvd.php?dt_id=7740)