I saw Mighty Peking Man in a theater in Vancouver in the late '90s. I'm pretty sure that Samantha's leopard companion had its mouth sewn shut. I left the movie feeling kinda grossed out.

Every one of these movies is so dumb as to make this information entirely pointless.

Like lacrosse & rohypnol?

And then the Avs didn't even try to put a shot on him for the rest of the game. RAHR!!!

Lacrosse sucks. You are less cool. End of story.

To all commenters: She said "END OF STORY."

That junk is delicious! Way better than regular old sour cream. GO SIT IN THE CORNER, REGULAR SOUR CREAM!!!

I know, I know... to each their own and all that. But frying the fish is messy as hell, heats up the god damn kitchen, and the crunchy fish gets soggy from any condiments. Just grill or skillet cook your fish with some salt & pepper and a sprinkle of cayenne and save yourself a ton of time. Mmmm... fish tacos.

I was wondering what youthinks about all this.

Back in the early 80's the old Cubs catcher Jody Davis once tossed a ball to me before a game started, and some prick did the same thing to me. He literally pushed me down and grabbed the ball out of mid-air. Nobody did anything.

For pure scrappiness plus rich team history I suggest the Springfield Ice-O-Topes (or maybe The Mighty Pigs if you're an East Sider).

Freezing a Three Musketeers will send it rocketing up in the rankings. Mmmm... frozen Three Musketeers.