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André the Giant, Fire, and Head: PRINCESS THE BRIDE TIDBITS HELLO. MY NAME IS INIGO MONTOYA You killed me father Prepare to die The director believes "My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die" is the most-quoted line from any of his movies (the other contenders being, "I'll have what she's having," and "You can't handle the truth!"). Reiner spoke of how Christopher Guest disappears so well into a role that he didn't even remember Guest being in the film. When he saw the actor at the premiere party, Reiner's first thought was of how nice it was of his friend to come out and support him, having forgotten that Guest played a part (Count Rugen aka the Six-fingered Man). Billy Crystal (Miracle Max) came up with many of his own lines, including "Why don't you give me a nice paper cut to pour lemon juice on it," and the "mutton, lettuce and tomato sandwich For the opening scene, Goldman originally wanted Jimmy Stewart in the Peter Falk role, but was happy with Falk. If Jewison had made the film, he planned the opening scene with an immigrant carrying a sick child up the stairs of a tenement building. William Goldman, author of the book, said he's not good on sets and related the story of how, even though he wrote the scene in both the book and the script, when he saw Buttercup's dress catch fire, he shrieked, "Her dress is on firel" effectively ruining the scene. Westley's mustache was Cary Elwes' idea, he thought it would give the character swashbuckling flair. During the scene between Westley and the Six-fingered Man, Cary Elwes told Christopher Guest to go on and hit him; Guest clocked him on the head so hard that Elwes had to go to the hospital. The shots of the Cliffs of Insanity are a mix of matte paintings and the actual location: the Cliffs of Moher in County Clare, Ireland. When he wrote the book, Goldman envisioned André the Giant in the role of Fezzik. you should probably go to TheMetaPicture.com lolzandtrollz:Something You Probably Didn’t Know About The Princess Bride
André the Giant, Fire, and Head: PRINCESS
 THE
 BRIDE
 TIDBITS
 HELLO. MY NAME IS INIGO MONTOYA
 You killed me father
 Prepare to die
 The director believes "My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed
 my father, prepare to die" is the most-quoted line from any
 of his movies (the other contenders being, "I'll have what
 she's having," and "You can't handle the truth!").
 Reiner spoke of how Christopher Guest disappears so well
 into a role that he didn't even remember Guest being in the
 film. When he saw the actor at the premiere party, Reiner's
 first thought was of how nice it was of his friend to come out
 and support him, having forgotten that Guest played a part
 (Count Rugen aka the Six-fingered Man).
 Billy Crystal (Miracle Max) came up with many of his own lines,
 including "Why don't you give me a nice paper cut to pour
 lemon juice on it," and the "mutton, lettuce and tomato
 sandwich
 For the opening scene, Goldman originally wanted Jimmy
 Stewart in the Peter Falk role, but was happy with Falk. If
 Jewison had made the film, he planned the opening scene
 with an immigrant carrying a sick child up the stairs of a
 tenement building.
 William Goldman, author of the book, said he's not good
 on sets and related the story of how, even though he wrote
 the scene in both the book and the script, when he saw
 Buttercup's dress catch fire, he shrieked, "Her dress is on
 firel" effectively ruining the scene.
 Westley's mustache was Cary Elwes' idea, he thought it
 would give the character swashbuckling flair.
 During the scene between Westley and the Six-fingered
 Man, Cary Elwes told Christopher Guest to go on and hit
 him; Guest clocked him on the head so hard that Elwes had
 to go to the hospital.
 The shots of the Cliffs of Insanity are a mix of matte
 paintings and the actual location: the Cliffs of Moher in
 County Clare, Ireland.
 When he wrote the book, Goldman envisioned André the
 Giant in the role of Fezzik.
 you should probably go to TheMetaPicture.com
lolzandtrollz:Something You Probably Didn’t Know About The Princess Bride

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Apparently, Ass, and Drunk: snarling-through-our-smiles I once lost my keys at a frat house. My drunk ass had actually walked home without them, pounded on my apartment door, gotten let in by my rightfully- disgruntled roommate, and proceeded to pass out on the couch. Apparently I puked in the toilet before passing out do not remember The next morning, I schlepped back to the frat house. I stood there, right in front of the front door. This was a novel experience for me. I'd never been at a frat house in broad daylight before. A boy, presumably, of the house, asked me what I was doing. "I lost my keys in here last night, I called back. "I was seeing if I could go in and look for them?" He opened the door and gestured for me o come in. "Go wherever you want." I'd never seen a frat house post-party Derore. Wandering up the stairs a by hungover and still-drunk frat boys sandals and gym shorts, seeking out food and showers like moths to a porch light. A few of them threw puzzled glances my way. I'm sure they thought I was some post-bacchanalia hallucination. I entered one room where a boy was drunkenly watching some Old Yeller- esque movie on a tiny TV in the corner of his room from his bed. "Do you like dog movies?" he asked, voice from the fact that his face was squished against his pillow and half-buried by his blanket. I told him I did. e mumbled again, pleased, and asked what I was doing. I told him I was looking my keys. "Sorry, I haven't seen any keys around bere I didn't doubt him. Twenty minutes had passed. I'd searched just about every bedroom and nuclear- at dumn-site of a bathroom in that house. I'd given up on ever finding my keys and was prepared to beg my roommates' forgiveness and get a new set copied. As I stood there in the hallway, silently a particularly burly frat boy approached me. "You need help with something? "I lost my keys here last night and I can't find them, I've looked everywhere. "What do they look like? I'll put it into the group chat. He was already pulling out his phone. No one ever checks a group chat, I thought, but what the hell. It was worth a shot. "Um, it's just a ring of keys. The keychain is a pink plastic cat, though, like yea big. Like bright pink, you can't miss He nodded, presumably typing this description faithfully into the group chat. "Alright, I sent the message out. Good luck. e turned and left. And with that, A few moments later, I heard a distant and it was getting louder and louder, One assumes that how I felt in that moment was how Simba felt seeing the wildebeest stampede through the ravine as a horde large young men all thundered down the stairs, making a beeling for me. "Someone tell the girl!" One of them shouted, faceless in the mob. "Girl! Hey, GIRL! We found your keys, girl!!! They circled around me. I hadn't felt that old, One of them split himself off from the crowd. "Are these -"he pulled out a ring of keys from his pocket, "your keys? And lo, there was the distinctive bright millennial pink cat keychain dangling off the ring. "Yes,"I whispered. "Oh my god, yes." "EYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY YYYYYYYYYY!!" The cheer went up. Turns out he found them in the bathroom upstairs. I thanked them again profusely. There was a scattered round of "no problems" and then, just suddenly as they descended, they all dispersed, like ships in the night. gatorfisch THIS is boys will be boys Nice Frathouse
Apparently, Ass, and Drunk: snarling-through-our-smiles
 I once lost my keys at a frat house.
 My drunk ass had actually walked home
 without them, pounded on my apartment
 door, gotten let in by my rightfully-
 disgruntled roommate, and proceeded to
 pass out on the couch. Apparently I
 puked in the toilet before passing out
 do not remember
 The next morning, I schlepped back to the
 frat house. I stood there, right in front of
 the front door. This was a novel
 experience for me. I'd never been at a frat
 house in broad daylight before.
 A boy, presumably, of the house, asked
 me what I was doing.
 "I lost my keys in here last night, I called
 back. "I was seeing if I could go in and
 look for them?"
 He opened the door and gestured for me
 o come in.
 "Go wherever you want."
 I'd never seen a frat house post-party
 Derore. Wandering up the stairs a
 by
 hungover and still-drunk frat boys
 sandals and gym shorts, seeking out food
 and showers like moths to a porch light.
 A few of them threw puzzled glances my
 way. I'm sure they thought I was some
 post-bacchanalia hallucination.
 I entered one room where a boy was
 drunkenly watching some Old Yeller-
 esque movie on a tiny TV in the corner of
 his room from his bed.
 "Do you like dog movies?" he asked, voice
 from the fact that his face was squished
 against his pillow and half-buried by his
 blanket.
 I told him I did.
 e mumbled again, pleased, and asked
 what I was doing. I told him I was looking
 my keys.
 "Sorry, I haven't seen any keys around
 bere
 I didn't doubt him.
 Twenty minutes had passed. I'd searched
 just about every bedroom and nuclear-
 at dumn-site of a bathroom in that
 house. I'd given up on ever finding my
 keys and was prepared to beg my
 roommates' forgiveness and get a new
 set copied.
 As I stood there in the hallway, silently
 a particularly
 burly frat boy approached me.
 "You need help with something?
 "I lost my keys here last night and I can't
 find them, I've looked everywhere.
 "What do they look like? I'll put it into the
 group chat. He was already pulling out
 his phone.
 No one ever checks a group chat, I
 thought, but what the hell. It was worth a
 shot. "Um, it's just a ring of keys. The
 keychain is a pink plastic cat, though, like
 yea big. Like bright pink, you can't miss
 He nodded, presumably typing this
 description faithfully into the group chat.
 "Alright, I sent the message out. Good
 luck.
 e turned and left.
 And with that,
 A few moments later, I heard a distant
 and it was getting louder and louder, One
 assumes that how I felt in that moment
 was how Simba felt seeing the wildebeest
 stampede through the ravine as a horde
 large young men all thundered down
 the stairs, making a beeling for me.
 "Someone tell the girl!" One of them
 shouted, faceless in the mob. "Girl! Hey,
 GIRL! We found your keys, girl!!!
 They circled around me. I hadn't felt that
 old, One of them split himself off from
 the crowd.
 "Are these -"he pulled out a ring of keys
 from his pocket, "your keys?
 And lo, there was the distinctive bright
 millennial pink cat keychain dangling off
 the ring.
 "Yes,"I whispered. "Oh my god, yes."
 "EYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
 YYYYYYYYYY!!"
 The cheer went up.
 Turns out he found them in the bathroom
 upstairs. I thanked them again profusely.
 There was a scattered round of "no
 problems" and then, just
 suddenly as
 they descended, they all dispersed, like
 ships in the night.
 gatorfisch
 THIS is boys will be boys
Nice Frathouse

Nice Frathouse

Target, Tumblr, and Blog: aCH drisrt:They climbed the stairs; They stepped into Adam’s room; They made it no farther.
Target, Tumblr, and Blog: aCH
drisrt:They climbed the stairs; They stepped into Adam’s room; They made it no farther.

drisrt:They climbed the stairs; They stepped into Adam’s room; They made it no farther.