JCC 2018 Celebrity Deadpool (no sequels plz)

or Eddie Vedder

 

Or GLaDOS.

 

or barry gibb, the one bee gee still stayin' alive.

 

Or some other reference because we like references.

 

Someone should write a book that's just nothing but references so I could read it and be like "Finally, a novel bold enough to have a scene where Pac-Man makes out with Rambo."

 

I understood that reference!

 

let's write it together. it will make us millions. we know where we're trying to get to, pac-man making out with rambo, we just need to come up with enough references to get us there.

 

I would also like a scene where Mario and Luigi make friends with some of the turtles they crippled, and they go on to open a famous, but affordable, eatery for pop culture characters.

 

It was a dark and stormy night, not unlike the scene in a Frankenstein movie where the monster is brought to life. John Rambo, who you would recognize from such films as Rambo and Rambo: First Blood Part II, noted that the sky looked a lot like the title screen of the classic video game Final Fantasy III, or, as it was known in Japan, the country where it was made, Final Fantasy VI. John Rambo, being well-versed in video games that I enjoy, was only too aware that several of the Final Fantasy titles had not originally been released in America, resulting in their being renumbered, until eventually the numbering was reset with the announcement of Final Fantasy VII for the Sony PlayStation. He grunted, in a manner that would no doubt remind a discerning consumer of pop culture of the sort of grunt Sylvester Stallone often made in his best action movies.

"Wompa wompa," said Pac-Man, who was, of course, the star of the classic 1980s arcade game Pac-Man, which was much better than most of the crap they release these days. Pac-Man was a round, yellow disk, with a single pizza-slice shaped portion removed, which is of course the origin of the iconic design of Pac-Man, or Pakku-Man as he was known in Japan, any true video game fan could tell you that. John Rambo drew the sunlight-colored circle into his well-sculpted arms, which were very manly and nothing about them being coated in oil was gay at all.

"Kiss me, Pac-Man," said Rambo, in a deliberate reference to one of Shakespeare's more problematic works, The Taming of the Shrew, though of course Rambo had no time for pretentious crap like plays and instead knew the line from the classic Hollywood film Kiss Me, Kate, which was a cheekily meta romp about a specific production of the play.

They kissed. It was a powerful moment, like when Han Solo kisses Princess Leia in the greatest movie of all time, The Empire Strikes Back, but there was none of the reluctance, so perhaps it was more like the ending of The Princess Bride. Regardless, there was real passion, not like that fake passion you see in so many crappy movies aimed at women that they churn out these days. No, it was true romance (Though not, of course, True Romance, which I've definitely seen because it's written by Tarantino, although apparently he didn't direct it, which I consider odd since everyone knows Tarantino only ever directs).

Meanwhile, far away, in another part of town, which is exactly like a famous lyrical transition in Bob Dylan's hit single "Hurricane," Mario Mario and Luigi Mario had begun making the opening gestures towards reconciliation with their iconic and famous enemies, the Koopalings. They knew this was the last remaining obstacle in the way of their real dream of opening an Italian restaurant modeled after the one where Michael Corleone got a gun out of the bathroom in The Godfather, which I hear was based on a book that wasn't as good as Francis Ford Coppola's movie, which is unsurprising because it's a book.

 

Derelicte! Ghandi is so hot right now.

 

Ramza, I can't believe you forgot to reference the NES Rambo video game published by Acclaim. It came out in 1987, which was in the 80s.

 

guys I started a thread for our shared vision!

 

It will be as deeply unpopular as Ernest Cline in High School.

 

Anyway, when did this become our standard?

To squawk over how well each of us has memorized corporate branding campaigns? To hail a trade that inaugurated many of the greatest abuses of our age, and still today relies too often on outright exploitative labor practices? Do we measure one another now, by our access to material things, as if this is all the world?

Where is the indignation that we have not bettered our neighbor's condition? Whence the hunger to enlarge our hearts? Why do we not compete to love one another?

This is what I say to your Gavinchy.

 

You should cancel your internet and give the money saved to a neighbour. Any neighbour.

 

My ISP is fully organic and artisanal. So while you guys are destroying Mother Earth while you're watching the latest Jessica Jones, I'm able to relax in the knowledge that I'm only using the Ethical Internet.

 

Tom Benson, owner of the New Orleans Saints, at age 90.

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Thank Christ no one's bumping this thread with deaths no one cares about. It's about time we got things back on track.

 

You have to give a rousing eulogy of how Tom Benson owned the New Orleans Saints like no one ever owned the New Orleans Saints, and how his specific way of owning football clubs cured cancer. Get with the program.

 

aka "Who gives a ****?"

 

For the record, I've always been fine with posts about anyone who is 1. Recently deceased and 2. A member of genus Homo.

... I can neither confirm nor deny this was solely to build up enough plausible deniability to post multi-paragraph parodies of books ITT.

 

I don't think many posts itt are about celebrities at all. I think most posts are about the thread.

Thread rename proposal: ITT we discuss this thread

 

That seems to be the fate of all very long and very short threads, e.g. "In before the lock!"

 

Ed Charles, 3rd baseman for the 1969 Miracle Mets:
https://www.msn.com/en-us/sports/ml...miracle-mets-dead-at-84/ar-BBKhoYo?li=BBnba9I

 

Its like you’re poking Colo’s corpse with a stick, Kenneth.