I've got the Jack Ass Collection and in the little booklet Knoxville basicly reveals himself to be pretty damn intelligent: "To this day, I still run into the occasional television connoisseur who feels the need to mount a high horse intellectual-style and decry Jackass and all its spun-off descendents as nothing short of stupid. Well, to those armchair critics I have only one thing to say: "Lighten up, Francis." Seriously, no shit-of course it was stupid! And what a miserable existence it must be to not find a glimmer of enjoyment in the dimmer, inconsequential things in life."
I've got the Jack Ass Collection and in the little booklet Knoxville basicly reveals himself to be pretty damn intelligent: "To this day, I still run into the occasional television connoisseur who feels the need to mount a high horse intellectual-style and decry Jackass and all its spun-off descendents as nothing short of stupid. Well, to those armchair critics I have only one thing to say: "Lighten up, Francis." Seriously, no shit-of course it was stupid! And what a miserable existence it must be to not find a glimmer of enjoyment in the dimmer, inconsequential things in life."
Im Sommer des Jahres 1944 experimentiert der führende Naziwissenschaftler Dr. Klingel-Pimmelring an heißblütigen Jungfrauen und kühnen Jünglingen. Im Fortschritt seiner glorreichen Arbeiten wird ein dicker Super-Wunderpenis gewaltigen Umfanges entwickelt, mit dem das dunkle Nazireich durch konsequente Fortpflanzungspolitik seine Endausbreitung weltweit finden könnte. Ein paar mutigen Kämpferinnen des französischen Widerstandes gelingt die Flucht mit Geheimdokumenten, tief versteckt in ihren feuchten Lustgrotten. In einem verwegenen Hurenhaus finden Sie den trunkenen Amerikaner Mike Bock, der sich im Gegenzug orgiastischer Liebesspiele dem gefährlichsten Job seines versoffenen Lebens hingibt - mit einer alten Kriegslokomotive quer durch die Normandie, zu den rettenden Linien der Alliierten. Entdeckt von den nationalsozialistischen Streitkräften, beginnt eine gewaltige Schlacht gegen Feindaufmärsche namenlosen Ausmaßes. Bereit dazu, seine Mätressen an die Oberbefehlshaber zu übergeben, um dem drohenden Zuchtwahn Klingel-Pimmelrings entgegenzuhandeln. Bereit dazu, jede einzelne Muschi bis zur hemmungslosen Ejakulation zu nässen. Bereit dazu, seinen dicken und pulsierenden Freudenknüppel von den willigen Zungen seiner lebenden Fracht belecken zu lassen... Ficken Sie sich als mutiger Lokomotivenführer Mike Bock durch die Normandie und durchkreuzen Sie nebenbei die finsteren Pläne Klingel-Pimmelrings.
This is by far the best description for a game I've seen.
Now get up to your room and finish your math homework or I wont be taking you and jennifer to that n*sync concert you've been going on about.
AND I MEAN NOW.
i hate you so much, you don't understand me!
i'm going to go sleep with 50 guys tonight just to spite you
To spite me?
Something tells me that more for you enjoyment then anything else.
I didn't raise no goddamn whore of a daughter, spending her night running around town with ever dick, cock, and hairy balls, no that was your ugly, fat, drunken mother. She was a slut.
a fucking slut, just like you.
Im so sorry, daddies sorry its the drink I he gets the drink, and then I cant think right and im so sorry. your mom was beaaaaaaaauuuuuutiful and im so sorry.
make papa proud, you do that dance papa likes, you do that dance.
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I've got the Jack Ass Collection and in the little booklet Knoxville basicly reveals himself to be pretty damn intelligent: "To this day, I still run into the occasional television connoisseur who feels the need to mount a high horse intellectual-style and decry Jackass and all its spun-off descendents as nothing short of stupid. Well, to those armchair critics I have only one thing to say: "Lighten up, Francis." Seriously, no shit-of course it was stupid! And what a miserable existence it must be to not find a glimmer of enjoyment in the dimmer, inconsequential things in life."
Hair isn't meat.
Also, I'm not mean, you aren't ugly at all.
There's at least one person here that is really ugly, but I won't tell who.
i'm pretty sure it was tremaine
I would if it would've fit in the title.
Who here has never acted on that urge?
Don't act on that urge.
Is it bad that I knew what movie that was within 5 sentences?
Soul Plane was all a dream
yes you are
i'm not eating the bacon i made from his hide all on my own, you must eat, too
wait!
you could toss his salad, you people like salads, right?
I can't remember the name of it, though.
Hair ain't meat, holmes.
But what if your hair was cannibalistic and it ate itself?
Is anyone here offended by the fact that I believe most of them to be, insufferable pricks?
and I agree with you
This is by far the best description for a game I've seen.
Too bad it's German.
I don't care what the hell you eat, just don't tell me about it.
Is this a health thing, or a morals thing?
I can get behind the health aspect, but the morality crew pisses me off.
now you're switching sides
the only thing i hate more than a meanie is a switch-hitter
I demand a refund.
as I've gotten older it's just been a health thing
i ain't got no beef with you people
(or for you people for that matter)
(ohohoho)
I bet you do
She's just afraid of dead things.
sorry i was born, GOD
When I visit you, I will make you sit in the corner for 5 minutes because of that.
Don't take that tone with me missy.
Now get up to your room and finish your math homework or I wont be taking you and jennifer to that n*sync concert you've been going on about.
AND I MEAN NOW.
It will be so hot.
i hate you so much, you don't understand me!
i'm going to go sleep with 50 guys tonight just to spite you
joke's on you, my place is a sphere
you have to run around the circumference
To spite me?
Something tells me that more for you enjoyment then anything else.
I didn't raise no goddamn whore of a daughter, spending her night running around town with ever dick, cock, and hairy balls, no that was your ugly, fat, drunken mother. She was a slut.
a fucking slut, just like you.
Im so sorry, daddies sorry its the drink I he gets the drink, and then I cant think right and im so sorry. your mom was beaaaaaaaauuuuuutiful and im so sorry.
make papa proud, you do that dance papa likes, you do that dance.
how about i get a minibike and try to ride upside down?
you people are strange
You love it, or else you wouldn't still be a mod.
You're the sheriff of this here town.