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Cool. Half naked men getting all sweaty and hugging each other. The guy who will win this fight is the first guy who realizes:
"OMG, Mr. Kotter! I'm half naked and I'm exchanging body sweat with another man! Its just that he's so warm and moist that I can't stop touching him! I... I... I'd better start punching him or everyone is gonna think I'm a fag, Mr. Kotter! Mr. Kotter?
Mr. Kotterrrrrr. Please!
I'll take "Half-Naked Oiled-up Man Hugging UFC Atheletes" for a $100, Alex...
Ok, Marvin... What is the "Society of Motion Picture and Television Engineers?"
I can take about an hour on the tower of power, as long as I gets a little golden shower. OH GOD, OH GOD, I'm the American dream...
...with a spindle up my butt 'till it makes me scream!
WTF? Frank's dead? This is the end of the world as I know it...
AND I FEEL FUCKING FINE, YOU COCKSUCKERS... and I mean that in a good way.
Am I destroying your thread, or is Youtube distracting everyone on the face of the earth away from your opinion? I hae no idea what this thread is about. I remember half-naked sweaty men punching each other for money. That's not cool...
I've got my nuclear boots and my drip-dry gloves...
It was a weird time... Music was played live - an the people who played it weren't all that fucking pretty - or drove pathetic Excalades with 24 inch rims.
There was a time when music.. was just fucking music. Wait, wait... I'm not done yet...
Here's a random posting of the single greatest rock song in the history of life, the universe, and everything.
42. Deal with it.
FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!
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