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haha...true...true.......(copywrite Budweiser)

oh god....i forgot Michael Winner....need i say more

i dread the evenings now because you can be sure at some point that f@cking maestro credit card ad with them cut-out penguins is gonna come and blast its way into my front room....that song yummy yummy....arrrrrrrgh....anyone else get irrational over this or any others

...you just put your lips together and blow..........copywrite MGM pictures

yep i found the ultimate stuff disappointing...stick with....no lets get it right cue the music....da da da da da you can be sure of shell shell shell....:)

westwood is surely the blackest white guy ever...he was a privately educated son of a c of e bishop...unreal as the man would say...not so much from the street as owns the street..(if you follow my drift about the church being a big land owner)...me and my friends used to die laughing watching him give a bj to his mic..just look next time...must have been that boarding school education...:)

there has been more than one sports car company set up because of Ferrari snobbishness.... http://www.fast-autos.net/farboud/farboud.html

i wonder what her answer was...:)

Supra...Alan Partridges' next car i feel

no that was Wan King

perhaps we need to lobby hollywood producers to put a zed in another movie...thereby restoring kudos and value once again

sounds like a pin-hole in a turbo coolant pipe...mine did that for a few weeks till the hole went to a split...:(

I found this on another site and thought you guys(/gals) might appreciate it. A letter written by a heartbroken man to his estranged partner Dear Audrey: I know the counsellor said we shouldn't contact each other during our "cooling off" period, but I couldn't wait anymore. The day you left, I swore I'd never talk to you again. But that was just the wounded little boy in me. Still, I never wanted to be the first one to make contact. In my fantasies, it was always you who would come crawling back to me. I guess my pride needed that. But now I see that my pride's cost me a lot of things. I'm tired of pretending I don't miss you. I don't care about looking bad anymore. I don't care who makes the first move as long as one of us does. Maybe it's time we let our hearts speak as loudly as our hurt. And this is what my heart says... "There's no one like you, Audrey." I look for you in the eyes and breasts of every woman I see, but they're not you. They're not even close. Two weeks ago, I met this girl at Flamingoes and brought her home with me. I don't say this to hurt you, but just to illustrate the depth of my desperation. She was young, maybe 19, with one of those perfect bodies that only youth and maybe a childhood spent ice skating can give you. I mean, just a perfect body. Jugs you wouldn't believe and an ass like a tortoise shell. Every man's dream, right? But as I sat on the couch being blown by this stunner, I thought, look at the stuff we've made important in our lives. It's all so superficial. What does a perfect body mean? Does it make her better in bed? Well, in this case, yes. But you see what I'm getting at. Does it make her a better person? Does she have a better heart than my moderately attractive Audrey? I doubt it. And I'd never really thought of that before. I Don't know, maybe I'm just growing up a little. Later, after I'd tossed her about a half a pint of throat yoghurt, I found myself thinking, "Why do I feel so drained and empty?" It wasn't just her flawless technique or her sluttish, shameless hunger, but something else. Some niggling feeling of loss. Why did it feel so incomplete? And then it hit me. It didn't feel the same because you weren't there, Audrey, to watch. Do you know what I mean? Nothing feels the same without you. Jesus, Audrey, I'm just going crazy without you. And everything I do just reminds me of you. Do you remember Carol, that single mum we met at Pontins last year? Well, she dropped by last week with a pan of lasagne. She said she figured I wasn't eating right without a woman around. I didn't know what she meant till later, but that's not the real story. Anyway, we had a few glasses of wine and the next thing you know we're banging away in our old bedroom. And this tart's a total monster in the sack. She's giving me everything, you know like a real woman does when she's not hung up about her weight or her career and whether the kids can hear us. And all of a sudden she spots that tilting mirror on your grandmother's old vanity. So she puts it on the floor and we straddle it, right, so we can watch ourselves. And it's totally hot, but it makes me sad too.'Cause I can't help thinking, "Why didn't Audrey ever put the mirror on the floor? We've had this old vanity for what, 14 years, and we never used it as a sex aid. Saturday, your sister drops by with my copy of the restraining order. I mean, Vicky's just a kid and all, but she's got a pretty good head on her shoulders and she's been a real friend to me during this painful time. She's given me lots of good counsel about you and about women in general. She's pulling for us to get back together, Audrey, She really is. So we're drinking in a hot bath and talking about happier times. Here's this teenage girl with the same DNA as you and all I can do is think of how much she looked like you when you were 18. And that just about makes me cry. And then it turns out Vicky's really into the whole anal thing and that gets me to thinking about how many times I pressured you about trying it and how that probably fuelled some of the bitterness between us. But do you see how even then, when I'm thrusting inside your baby sister's cinnamon ring, all I can do is think of you? It's true, Audrey. In your heart you know it. Don't you think we could start over? Just wipe out all the grievances and start fresh? I think we can. If you feel the same please please, please let me know, otherwise, can you let me know where the Sky remote control is. John

i measured my wifes g-string...seems very short...any good?

chitty had more mods than a james bond db5 i reckon

From J.Bond Man with the golden gun....has to be? The spiral "Javelin Jump" was inspired from an American Motors Corporation promotional tour which was running around the time the movie was made. The movie jump was performed with a modified 1974 Hornet X: special suspension, a six cylinder engine (for reduced weight), centered steering wheel, and a special fuel system to stop the car stalling when turning over. During AMC's promotional tour, they used AMC Javelins and had a few mishaps (including a roof landing when the car stalled on approach to the ramp), but the stunt that appeared in the film was done on the first take. A group of university students came up with the original idea, and used a computer to calculate the necessary environment. Although the bridge halves look dilapidated, they were constructed to exacting specifications. The stunt car had to approach the ramp at right-angles, do a sharp turn, and then hit the ramp at a predetermined speed. To spoil the ending...the Hornet completes the jump just fine, but the Matador escapes.....by attaching wings and flying off!

good link....http://www.javelinamx.com/carstars/ http://www.barris.com/ watch out for the music...lol

on a different angle...what is your fav car in a movie....?...i will vote for the sinister black coup (Tornado i think) used in the Steven King film the Dark Half...looked the bizz..sounded the bizz

trivia...the man in duel...his real life son was in the film Grand Theft Auto...a truely bad film which saw the directorial debut of Ron Howard...who went on to better things...but stole a great movie name which will have the computer game makers spitting should they consider a film themselves

David Mann is trying to drive his car across California. When he tries to pass a gas tanker, the driver somehow takes offence. At first the unseen driver just annoys David by continually passing him and slowing down. Then he starts playing mind games with David, tempting him to pass the tanker, only to prevent him when he tries. The story is seen from David's point of view, with commentary as he thinks to himself. so say the imdb

some quotes...from the sheriff who is on his cb to another cop..."shut-up...(to his son)...one sh@t at a time".....then later on to his son again..."there is no-way you came from my loins"....and the immortal..."son when i get home i'm gonna punch your momma in the mouth"

i have a liking for the dated smokey & the bandit films...the uncut versions had some excellent one-liners/swearing from the sherrif buford t justice...(jackie gleeson)

check your rights with your local trading standards...my understanding is if you buy private...cavet emptor...buyer beware....but if you buy from a dealer...they have responsibility for workmanship, faults, fit for purpose ect

mistake....it was death car on the freeway (1979) quote....(I) also enjoyed the movie's storyline about a deranged killer behind a black van with a penchant for fiddler music who targets women drivers travelling alone on the Ventura Freeway in California..... lol...sounds great...i'll have to check the channel 5 listings

duel...a spielburg classic...there was a copy-cat movie called the highway fiddler...it had wait for it....a nut in a gmc truck with an extra engine in the passenger seat...and he played strange manic fiddling music when he rammed the victims off the road