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I agree, although I will say, if you are throwing a party in Texas, it is good to have the proper ingredients on hand, just in queso.

Wasn't Ray at the bridge tournament, when he gets a call on his cell phone - maybe that was Maurice calling to get the address - but Nikki tells Ray to pay attention to the card game, so he doesn't answer the call (just a guess, I couldn't see what was on Ray's phone).

Get one of those mini-trampolines (and a gorilla suit)- what could possibly go wrong?

Hold on - he still has to crawl through 600 yards of sewage pipe….

I was watching that same Rocket's game in a sports bar off of Westheimer - and I can attest, there was a near riot in that bar when the game took so long to get back on…

Hard to do when your thirteen-year-old daughter flips the board on us at hour 3.

"get a rope."

Take a close look at the pool table - under it is a bear rug wearing a hat, and behind it, a cougar reaching into a fish aquarium…

I thought, if Spielberg called himself a Producer, then if Director's guild went on strike, he could continue to stay on set and direct - but yeah, wasn't really sure from the article.

Except a director's job is literally calling the shots.

I read that as "Grandma's lactated milk", which, thinking about it, could have fit nicely in that film sequence.

That's why you bring in the raccoons to edit your film.

Yes, but any wounds incurred are immediately sterilized!

Ima gonna teliport some punctuation into your comment…

So you're saying I'm not even a fourth the boy that Nate was?

And apparently the hotel that Lee Marvin stays in is some sort of John Wick style underworld haven where it is perfectly acceptable to bring Sissy Spacek to the restaurant wearing a see-thru (no bra) green dress….yeah, that movie was '70's nuts.

I think we can all agree that "Darling Nikki" does not belong on Purple Rain - it completely screws up the continuity of the songs…

Agreed - when I was training for the marathon, "Can I Play With Madness" was essential.

Preferably a thong so your panty lines don't show.

The tone of this article makes me sick - a man invents a product that will help broads keep their lady-bits in order - and all we get is attitude.