Ain't got nothing.

Marc wrote:You realise that dirt is fact a worldwide resource, not limited to Africa?

Indeed I am.

I am merely combining my desire to have athletes compete in dirt with minimal equipment and to see the games held in Africa.

All competitions could be improved if played on dirt: Football, Skating, Rowing. Then we'd see some real fucking skillZ.

Skating would be mad impressive on dirt.

Rowing would be even better. Get some of that dirt from the matrix that turns liquid when anything hits it.

No liquid! All dirt, of the solid kind.

But yeah, those movies really took a quick, sharp and painful turn into the 'sphincter quiveringly bad' zone. I think it was when it got too preachy?

.... I think it was when it turned shit. I don't mind a bit of preachy and htose weren't too far over the boat for me. But it was when, for instance they were fighting ghosts who couldn't be shot/stabbed/punched and which when they were shot/stabbed/punched could heal instantly but which could, nevertheless be blown to kingdom come by a fucking car explosion, that it turned shit.

I also didn't like the part where the dialogue was all like
'i believe in Neo'
'But i believe more in Neo'
'But i had sex with Neo so i believe in him even more'
'well i don't believe in some guy who can do great stuff in a computer game but rather in tactics and bullets'
'you're stupid'
'You're the one that believes that a guy who can fly in a computer simulation is going to bring about the salvation of our race... how do you even know that the matrix is linked to the computer city and that anything we do in there has relevance out here?'
'faith'
'........ sigh I hate my life..'
'Yeah.... well.... Neo rocks!'

Those movies blow... I own them and will occassionally watch them purely for the overdone action but they still blow

Yeah, I'm surprised at how much of those movies I've forgotten—'cause I don't remember any of that stuff—but that could be because I'm on a heavy prescription of Repressitol, and that, mixed with large and constant dosages of Fukitol, leaves me with little motivation for... doing... things... again.

But now I hate those movies more.

Damn right

Look at Tom fly! His post count is soaring, soaring towards the dreamy triple-digit lands of less shame.

...Less? Or more?

Twist those knobs!

Nick's back. With more images than ever.

I don't have anything to say though...

I just heard this statistic on the radio, so I don't know how accurate/real it is, but apparently only 4 white guys won medals in all the track events at the olympic games. Wow. That's drugs for ya... am I right?

No... and i'd really like to see Trev's Rowing on dirt- maube they'd attach wheels to the boats? or magnets...