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I haven't seen it (300 movie) yet because I was banned from my cineplex. We had all lined up in front of the theater for about 30 minutes, and then they brought us in. I had to stand right beside these two fat, horse-faced lesbians eating each others tongues like they were making a political statement or something. So, like 30 minutes later, we end up shuffling in the theater and these ******** bitches start bitching about having to wait when the movie is about to start, mind you, it was 11 and it was a midnight showing. It turns out they were going to see that stupid Jim Carrey movie 23 and they were missing it. So, the ugliest of the two bitches just exclaims like no one's there "This is the wrong ******** movie!" I just had to do what I did next. I shouted at the top of my lungs "This is SPARTA" and kicked her in the chest, causing her to fall down about 8 steps to the floor. Most were shocked, but about 80% of the theater started to cheer, and I was forcibly thrown out by 2 officers. Charges are going to be pressed against me apparently, but it was worth it.

I haven't seen it yet, but not for the reasons listed above.

Okay. 3nodding

I had another 300 copypasta ready, but since you asked me to marry you, I'll save it for later. :3

Oh alright. Save it for the honeymoon then. 3nodding

On my way home from the University campus today, I was blaring the 300 soundtrack from my shitty Tempo, windows down. There was a group of chatty sophist bitches; you know the type. Fluffy boots, oranged make-up skin, slightly teased hair, cellphones, bubble gum, and enough lip gloss to glaze a holiday ham. Returns a King (track 4, for those who are curious) began to play, heralding my approach. These snooty bitches were congregated right in the centre of the parking lot, proving a hindrance to my leaving. The clouds seemed to part, and Zeus himself shone light upon a massive puddle, directly adjacent to said bitches. Time slowed. My wheels seemed to spin in place as I brought my mighty Ford chariot around the bend, as the chorus reached full timbre. A crescendo of sound and screams mingled into one shining moment as a tidal wave of dirty water was brought down upon their ranks. They were bested and shamed, reduced to the true filth that they were beneath their lacquered appearances. Heads turned; onlookers gawked.

My mighty Spartan laughter echoed from within my vehicle as I sped away, roaring in amusement.

You guys are weird.

Two peices of 300 copypasta later, and everyone wants to marry me.

Polygamy, mayhaps?

It looks like a good movie... But I'm more excited about grindhouse. mrgreen

Dill... You're my hero. whee

i
love
that
movie.


i feel like a man now. pirate