I respect how the story stayed around the topic and not the Fangs. I also enjoy how he bent the bank over and gave it back to'em.

Great remixing and animation job by the filmmaker here, no wonder why the little guy always wanted to “phone home” … cool find from Cyriaque Lamar on io9.com:

Robert Blankenheim and Derek Johnson Productions have created a trailer for ET-X: Extinction, an unnecessarily gritty and violent sequel to Steven Spielberg’s family-friendly blockbuster.

In this preview, grown-up footage of Henry Thomas and Drew Barrymore is spliced with generic disaster flick scenes (starring an authoritative Morgan Freeman, natch) and new animation of the red-eyed, cobra-necked extraterrestrials:

I thought for a while he was just going to ignore mentioning the fangs - that'd be a bit of a shock to get a nice pair of tarantula fangs stuck in your esophagus I think.

*promote

if I had that other one it'd be x2 promote!

Fang tangstic

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No problem! That video is hilarious

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F Yeah residue! You rock! Thanks for the promote.

In reply to this comment by residue:
this guy needs some attention. what an awesome video

*promote

F Yeah residue! You rock! Thanks for the promote.

In reply to this comment by residue:
this guy needs some attention. what an awesome video

*promote

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http://lyrics.wikia.com/The_Tragically_Hip:Coffee_Girl

It's hard to leave your bed
The cool and hard summer sheets
Hangover hanging on by the fangs
Walk to work on wild feet
Get to the back door
Look around and turn the key
Turn on all the lights
Take down the chairs and make things neat

Hey, there, Coffee Girl
Beautiful and disaffected
It was perfect till
He came along and wrecked it

Your favourite mixed tape
You popped it into the deck
Don't care it's out of date
Old Cat Power and classic Beck
Beware Purveyors of Cool
With their compacts of one
Taking cannons to fools
When all you need's a BB gun

Hey there, Coffee Girl
Beautiful and disaffected
It was perfect till
He came along and wrecked it

One night he'll make you choose
I am sorry but he will
The hardscape or your shoes
When the moon's behind the hill

Hey there, Coffee Girl
Beautiful and disaffected
It was perfect till
He came along and wrecked it

Hey there, Coffee Girl
Hey there, Coffee Girl
Hey there, Coffee Girl
Hey there, Coffee Girl

As I understand it, humans have been cooking food for so long now that it has guided our evolution. Thus we now have smaller teeth and jaw muscles and a shorter intestinal tract. Cooking has become a sort of external pre-digestive tract, tenderising meat, softening hard seeds, breaking down toxic and irritating substances in roots and leaves, and releasing nutrients bound up in plant cells.

You could say that humans are not omnivores, they are cookivores.
>> ^GenjiKilpatrick:
>> ^westy:
most omnivorous and meet eaters are..
2. Just because we can eat meat, like chimps and bonobos sometimes, doesn't mean we're designed to consume the huge quantities of flesh many humans (Uhmerikans) consume.
3. Shouldn't humans have important things like fangs and claws and stronger jaws or digestive fluid if we were designed for that purpose?

>> ^westy:
most omnivorous and meet eaters are..

:: deeeeep breath ::

-- My comments were an attempt to dispel the idea that the majority of vegetarians/vegans are some treehumping hypocritical carebear squad.

I'm not saying that meat is evil or trying to convert.
I simply feel like vegetarians/vegans get a lot of undo criticism for attempting to do something that benefits everyone.

This Mitchell & Webb is a prime example. And it leads to counter-vegetarian babble that is just, if not more, annoying..


-- So yeah Westy. People eat steaks rare, i like sushi, and it's common sense that any type of rotten food will make you sick.

Tho:
1. Most humans never eat fresh raw meat. So that point is sorta moot..

2. Just because we can eat meat, like chimps and bonobos sometimes, doesn't mean we're designed to consume the huge quantities of flesh many humans (Uhmerikans) consume.

3. Shouldn't humans have important things like fangs and claws and stronger jaws or digestive fluid if we were designed for that purpose?

4. If you found a three day old carrot or apple sitting in the sun.. you could still eat it. .. raw


-- Vegetarianism is a choice. For many (most) of us it's based on reasonable observations we come to.

Humans don't have hunt animals to survive the winter any more..
Plants are more easily produced, healthier, and have other benefits we know about and exploit already..

So it's frustrating that stereotypical thinking like this only adds to the stigma and dumb counterpoints of eating less meat.

My Dog from Hell

It was the day I got laid off
Boss said I was lazy

I heard that word
On my way back home
With each footstep through the snow

La-zy, laz-y, la-zy

With a cold key
In an old door
I twisted the knob

From a blue void
I stepped into the orange glow
Of my lazy world
Reeking of patchouli
And crock-pot stew

Saw my dog, Tessie, lying on the couch
Awakened from a dream

“We're professionals here,” said my boss.
“Everybody works long hours.”

Tessie blinked her
Coal-black teddy bear eyes
Smiled immediately

“You just don't get it,” said my boss.
“When you get to this level, you have to sacrifice.”

She leapt to greet me
Turning pirouettes in the air
Jumping so high
Nipping at my fingers
With her tiny hell-hound fangs

I said, “Did he sacrifice, Tessie?”
“When he bought that membership to the Denver Country Club?”
“Or when his wife toured Europe last summer?”

Tessie rolled on her back
And offered me her belly

I trudged past her to my bedroom
Loosened my tie
Collapsed on the mattress

My attache sprung open
As it hit the wall
A flurry of pseudo-code
Littered my world

“I thought you were more mature than that,” said my boss.

Like
A furry little Lipizzaner
Tessie huffed and marched
With high paws through the
Blizzard of hard copy

She laid down on my chest
Licked me on the nose

Darkly, outside my window
The winter's gloom gathered

I pushed her off
“Not now!”
Rolled to my side

All of me
Turned against the world
Wingtips
Pleated pants
Bill Blass silk tie
Yves Saint Laurent jacket

Unfazed
At the base of my back
She curled into a little ball
Facing the doorway
And guarded me from demons
As I wept

In a flurry of flame and fur, fangs and wicker, thus ended the world's first and only hot air baboon ride.

Hysteria still hasn't reached my part of Earth, no fang bangers here.

My pockets stay fat and they always like that
Not only in pocket but in my bank there's stacks and stacks of dough
Cause I move slow I get my cash flow and then I go
And brother's don't know I'm on the down low
Some get mad cause they can't understand
That I'm 23 years old I'm in command
I'm down with DITC, that's "Diggin' in the Crates"
And my partner A.G., we always keep crazy papes
I'm staying fat, cause what comes around goes around
I always help out and help a brother when he's down
And out like a boyscout, brothers always shout
"Good lookin out Show" Yeah, without a doubt
But don't try and take advantage
I'll just leave you alone instead of putting that ass in bandages
Signing off is Show B-I-Z
And next up is A.G., he likes his pockets F-A-T

Check it out yo, A.G. is living fat
In the mental, in other words can I get a soul clap?
Diggin' in the crates for something smooth
Showbiz & A.G., yo money, we make the party groove
And I'm a top-notch competitor
Carrying dough like a treasurer
Getting pussy, oh that's regular
But the sex I never take
Cause if that bitch screams rape, like Mike Tyson, I'm upstate
And you know that's a fact, black
So if she says no, that means no, and that's that
No matter how cute or how desperate
(Ayo she gotta get the boot) Yeah, she gotta see the exit
But I'm not mad I didn't hit it
I just dial seven digits and some skins that's with it
Bones in the closet, that's my logic
You gotta be smart and keep a downlow in the projects
Watch your step and take it easy
Or act like Stevie Wonder becasue you know you can't see me
Don't sniff no coke, but I might drink a brew
Or maybe two (Andre the Giant, not you)
Yeah, wrecking MC's with just my demo
And pulling all the cuties with no problemo
That's right, because I'm a gamer
Your girl let you for me, A.G., I don't blame her
Step back, get your sticks and your bats
Know you step up because my pockets are fat

It's time to take the brothers from the corner
Clean up they act, and give them a chance to do what the wanna
I'm not trying to be a bum with a 40
That's not my style, I gotta work hard like Naughty
By Nature, you should understand
To get yours in this land, you gotta work for yours, black man
You think it's easy because I rap?
So don't ask me for a dollar motherfucker, you ain't handicapped
And if you was, you'd still have the chance
Look how I flip "ain't this a bitch" now I'm making you dance
Yeah it's Show B-I-Z from your neighbor H-double-O-D, I R-A-P
Cause I wanna stay fat
To keep clothes on my back and you know I never slack
For all the bums that said I forgot where I came from
Eating crumbs on the corner in the slums
I'm hungry enough to grow fangs
Here's a dollar, go to the store, but give me back my fucking change
I'm not trying to spend on so-called friends
Not even with skins, put that bullshit to an end
So fuck the groupies on tour
I'm trying to make a million dollars, some shit I never saw before
So save that bullshit for later
So when I'm large, hoes give me head on an escalator
Yeah, I like to flow, I'm Show B-I-Z
A.K.A. Mr. F-A-T