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I hear that be the worst movie in the history of cinema (yes, worse than Godard, Tati and Resnais put together) and a pathetic broad's crowning achievement. I suggest you read the plot outline and then rent, um, have you seen Visitor Q, A Short Film About Killing or Baisers vol

Got this for you: Christoph Closer (saxophone, Fender Rhodes piano, vibraphone) Robin Rodenberg (bass instrument, fretless bass) Morten Gass (8-string bass) Thorsten Benning (percussion) Joseph Barth, Daiki Takahashi (tuba) Also, that's pretty much their slowest record. I quite like it. Crooklyn Dodgers - Return Of The Crooklyn Dodgers (Instrumental)

: ) Tupac - Blasphemy The preacher want me buried, why? I know he a liar, have you ever seen a crackhead? That's eternal fire. Why you got these kids thinkin' that they evil? While the preacher being freaky you say honor God's people. Should we cry when the Pope die? My request, we should cry if they cried when we buried Malcom X. mama tell me am I wrong, is God just another cop waitin' to beat my ass if I don't go pop. Memories of a past time, givin up cash to the leader's knowin' damn well they ain't gonna feed us. In my brain how can I explain? It's hard enough to live now in these times of grief. They say Jesus is a kind man. Well he should understand times in this crime land. My thug nation. Do what you gotta do but know you gotta change, try to find a way out the game. I leave this and hope God can see my heart as pure, is heaven just another door?

You in Auckland? Cause there's this move called Factotum playing.

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One day about six 'o clock I'm woke up By the sound of my buzzer and a car or a truck Screechin' off so I jump up scratch my nuts But when I'm like "Who's that?" nobody speaks up So I go to the door there's a note it says: "We have Hip Hop hostage with guns to his throat Do the right thing and we might let him go But if you call the police that's all she wrote You know what the motive is it's all about dough And in case ya think we bull[-----]in' here's the photo." I couldn't recognize the clows because they was all hooded down But I peeped Foxy Brown sippin' Cristal in the background With fake alligator boots on And smack dab in the middle was hip-hop with a Versace suit on I immediately called Primo I said "Hip-Hop is in trouble, meet me at my rest on the double Don't even jump in the shower, matta'fact scratch my rest Meet me and D & D in an half an hour And bring all ya [----] wit' you cuz you know what we got to do."

Beatles? Dude, Ringo! How expensive is a mediocre net connection in July 2006 anyway? Oh and for your information, this rhapsodic example of manhood is Hellhammer:

Jack was joking. Chill. Finnish humor. I too didn't get it. Shh. Just play along.

Spooks - Season 3, Episodes 1-4.

Okay. I'm bored. Dream Band Time. Dead or Alive. The RZA - Producer Keith Moon - Drums Charlie Hunter - Guitar Ikue Mori - Electronics Mike Watt - Bass St

Dude. A black nameless street samurai taking on the mob on the streets of New York while spouting Bushido, talking to his French ami who speaks nothing but the native tongue and passing the mantle to a 8 year old Girl, Pearline, carrying books in her little lunchbox. The direction is flawless, the score is probably the best I've ever heard and, Dear God, it's absolutely hilarious. That scene with the chief mafiosos telling Louie to whack Ghost Dog had me in stitches. The Philosophical mumbo-jumbo is perfectly suited for the flick, black bears, pigeons, honour and fatalism, symbolism abound and parallels to earlier films. And it still manages to leave the viewer, that be me, with the sense of emptiness latent in the Samurai Code. (Much better than that French flick which shall not be named. Ever.) Plus it's fun and the killings are great. You bet I loved every second of it.

+ Joseph Kosma Vs. The RZA (Hint: The RZA is the greatest producer alive.)

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They don't really get any better than this.

FIFA\Coca Cola World Ranking as of July 2006: 1 Brazil 2 Italy 3 Argentina 4 France 5 England 6 The Netherlands 7 Spain 8 Portugal 9 Germany 10 Czech Republic 11 Nigeria 11 Cameroon 13 Switzerland 14 Uruguay 15 Ukraine 16 USA 17 Denmark 18 Mexico 19 Paraguay 20 C

What you should do is bitch slap your bud senseless. It might work. And he's sure to thank you in a few months time once he realises the error of his former ways and embraces God. Or the musical equivalent: And now for a special video, one of the finest Hip-Hop songs. Chubb Rock, OC and Jeru The Damaja - Return Of The Crooklyn Dodgers The band's second reiteration. From Spike Lee's Clockers.

Yup. While there are plenty of brilliant musicians, I'm almost certain Snoop's the only true Genius. I mean, Genius. Sure, he hasn't released anything worthwhile in years, but dear God, the man's a living legend. Another State of Mind.

Specifically, "Tha Shiznit".

But does he know Karate?

Do you know karate?