about God. God likes to watch. He's a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts. He gives you this extraordinary gift, and then what does He do, I swear for His own amusement, his own private, cosmic gag reel, He sets the rules in opposition. It's the goof of all time. Look but don't touch. Touch, but don't taste. Taste, don't swallow. Ahaha. And while you're jumpin' from one foot to the next, what is he doing? He's laughin' His sick, fuckin' ass off. He's a tight-ass. He's a sadist. He's an absentee landlord. Worship that? Never.

watching that movie is worth it just for that scene. same with Scent of a Woman.

Gotta love Pacino in that movie :)

There's this beautiful girl just f@cked me forty ways from Sunday... we're done, she's walking to the bathroom, she's trying to walk, she turns... she looks... it's me. Not the Trojan army just f@cked her. Little ol' me. She gets this look on her face like: "How the hell did that happen?"

"They'll Never See you coming."

Great flick. :wnw:

Where does he sleep?

Who says he sleeps?

Well, where does he fuck?

EVERYWHERE!

Sure is :okthumb:

John Milton: You sharpen the human appetite to the point where it can split atoms with its desire; you build egos the size of cathedrals; fiber-optically connect the world to every eager impulse; grease even the dullest dreams with these dollar-green, gold-plated fantasies, until every human becomes an aspiring emperor, becomes his own God... and where can you go from there?