“I like deadlines. I particularly like that whooshing sound they make as they go fly by”.
Hitch Hickers Guide to the Galaxy
“I like deadlines. I particularly like that whooshing sound they make as they go fly by”.
Hitch Hickers Guide to the Galaxy
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: HOO-HAH!
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Lt. Col. Frank Slade: there are two kinds of people in this world: those who stand up and face the music, and those who run for cover. Cover is better.
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Lt. Col. Frank Slade: When in doubt, fuck.
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Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Haven’t you heard? Conscience is dead.
Charlie Simms: No sir, I haven’t.
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Well then take the fuckin’ WAX out of your ears! Grow up! It’s fuck your buddy, cheat on your wife, call your mother on Mother’s Day… Charlie, it’s all shit.
Cartman: I’ve learned something, too: selling out is sweet because when you sell out, you get to make a lot of money, and when you have money, you don’t have to hang out with a bunch of poor asses like you guys. Screw you guys, I’m going home.
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Kyle(Jewish Kid): Is anyone else having problems concentrating on this? I just can’t seem to concentrate.
Cartman: Maybe we should send you to a concentration camp.
In Bernardo Bertolucci’s sex-saturated, art-house classic, Marlon Brando delivers one of his characteristically idiosyncratic performances as Paul, a middle-aged American in “emotional exile” who comes to Paris when his estranged wife commits suicide. Chancing to meet young Frenchwoman Jeanne (Maria Schneider), Paul enters into a sadomasochistic carnal relationship with her, indirectly attacking the hypocrisy all around him through his raw, outrageous sexual behavior. Paul also hopes to purge himself of his own feelings of guilt, brilliantly (and profanely) articulated in a largely ad-libbed monologue at his wife’s coffin. If the sexual content in Last Tango is uncomfortably explicit (once seen, the infamous “butter scene” is never forgotten), the combination of Brando’s acting, Bertolucci’s direction creates one of the classic European art movies of the 1970s.
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I, Syed Ammar Yasir officially declare this day 16th November as a ‘BAD HAIR DAY’. I know I sound quite metro sexual. According to the normal perception men can’t talk about clothes and hair. Well, two words for them Screw You!! I am straight and guess what I am a hair person as well.
Since I have moved in my not so new house; I have been facing many problems in finding a decent tailor, bookshop, grocer and most of all finding a decent hair dresser is impossible here. I have been tied to the chair and men with scissors raped my hairs over and over again and the irony is they expect me to tip them.
I sound very pissed, hell yeah I am. But It’s just not about the issue discussed above, its just I lost my cool; my MOJO. Do you know what the mojo of a guy is? It’s his control over life. I feel I lost the force that drove me and I will go back in time if I have to get my mojo back. This time it’s personal.
Mard ko dard nahee hota……
Translation: ‘Men cant feel no pain’
Never hate your enemy!
It will affect your judgment.
A terrified Palestinian kid, scared of Isreali airstrikes.
It was Fall 2002 and I was lost somewhere in my thoughts, physically I was present in my Urdu language class but mentally where was I? Hmm…. never mind. But all of a sudden I thought I heard something extra ordinarily weird coming out of my Urdu teachers oral cavity (i.e. mouth) , that halted my system.
The word was “ ASS “, my reply was “ what the…! Come again”,
Teacher: “ …C’mon haven’t you heard this thing before Barkhurdaar (son in English)!!
Me: “ Yeah!! But..Why? I mean what?!”, i like all of us found myself in the state of immense disbelief.
Teacher: ”Students; haven’t you heard something about Seeta, the Hindu Good-Ass?” Me: “ Seeta?!”
Teacher: ‘Yes, the Hindu Good-Ass!’
One of the girls in my class exclaimed: “ You are not by any chance talking about Seeta the Hindu Goddess or are you?!”
His reply was; “Ah, Yes of course…..i am talking about her.” I with the rest of the class immediately figured out what he really intended to say but some how our very own Urdu language teacher found him self lost in translation.
I like always say: Life is a sitcom!!
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