I'm usually not a fan of sequels, but this one is worth a view. The hero may be questionable, but I am finding it difficult to remove Spiderwoman from my erotic daydreams.
Warning... You must stay for a fight scene that makes West Side Story look like The Guns of Navarone.
I am speechless.
ReplyDeleteI always wanted to know who were the faces behind AT&T tech support, thanks, now I know.
ReplyDeleteMarcel... shhhhhh!
ReplyDeleteAs they say, TF... I've lifted the veil.
ReplyDeleteI do like the Indian Buffet.
ReplyDeleteChicken Tandori, Chicken in a spicy sauce. Light fluffy rice with peas and other delights. Papadam or Nan bread with the spicy onion.. Yum
Not big on the Saag Paneer tho.
I'm having this daydream (at 11:48 pm) about spidergirl bringing me a refill for my iced tea and asking me if I want heat level 5 or 8 for my Chicken Vindaloo. I'm thinking heat level 10. And more Nan bread please. Garlic Nan this time, and make it snappy.
Was this before his show jumping accident?
ReplyDeleteKid, I loves me the saag. I do so like to make a few stabs at the butter chicken too.
ReplyDeleteI get a little weepy ogling a young promising starlet with real curves.
Rico, you're thinking of George Reeves. He gave show jumping a whole new meaning for "a clean round".
ReplyDeleteNick, a couple of questions ... 1) The percussion sounds eerily similar to my grammy making pancakes ... I am just wondering where they/you got it; but more to the point and .... seriously 2) I am worried about you. The picture/thought of you surfing the web for that thing ... and the search terms that must have been used to land such an abomination ...
ReplyDeleteI am going to pray for you, Brother Nick.
This retro-kathak mincing dandy is not "Guns of Navarone" material. [Movie actually named for David Niven's favorite seafood, Clams d'Navaroni]. No indeed, our sky blue pj clad metrosexual is more like Chane Ki Tarkaari of Macon County.
ReplyDeleteIt begs the question:
"Who was that caped man?"
Answer:
"I don't know but yer farting clouds of curry now."
Super, Super, Super, Super, Super, Superman !!! Your right about this video adding to erotic day dreams, but I think Superman is the dreamy one.
ReplyDeleteActually Nickie, this video didn't pass the usual Woodsterman Stink test. Hell, it didn't even have any farts in it. I'm going to have to put you on super-secret probation this time.
It looks like a bad "So You Think You Can Dance" audition which went horribly wrong!
ReplyDeleteSpiderchick is hot thought!
Someone said that the only real Englishmen left in the world are Indian.
ReplyDeleteAfter watching the fare on BBC America and then THIS, I would have to agree.
DC, I hope Nick deleted his browsing history...
ReplyDeleteLike...just in case...
Hello!
ReplyDeleteLaughter, I loved the sense of humor of the Blog!
Peace and joy, always!
Adelle
I'll bet this movie cost tens and tens of dollars to make.
ReplyDeleteOdie, I plead the fifth.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Daisy. That search led me places no straight homosapien should ever go.
ReplyDeleteEasy, Sig. "Clams" Navaroni was my uncle. "Clams" Navaroni was a great man. You, sir, are no "Clams" Navaroni.
ReplyDeleteGeorgie, I agree. She's got that something.
ReplyDeleteRhod, the BBC lacks the sincerity of this film.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Isha, and all my friends in Israel.
ReplyDeleteSubvet, don't exagerate. His shoes alone must have cost $30.
ReplyDeleteI don't know, Nico. "You Are What You Eat" is reality TV at its most sincere and engorged.
ReplyDeleteWhy does this remind me of college?
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