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This morning, I came across the cartoon 'Zoids' on Sky One - followed by The Simpsons - followed by WWE.
Normally, I'd have turned off as soon as the wrestling came on - but I didn't. I left it on and went to make some breakfast, figuring I'd turn it over when I came back.
Walking back to the TV and shovelling a spoonful of Crunchy Nut Cornflakes into my mouth, I put the bowl on the table and reached for the remote, only to look at the screen as some huge Hawaiian looking guy with blonde hair gave himself a wedgie, sat on some bald geezers face and wiggled his butt like a fat John Travolta dancing Saturday Night Fever with 10,000 volts applied to his nads.
Now maybe it's just daytime TV turning my brains to mush, but it was just pure comedy as far as I was concerned. Milk streamed from my nose, and half-chewed cornflakes flew from my mouth like the projectile vomit in that scene from The Exorcist, all over the carpet.
I was in hysterics! I know they train for this and choreograph everything, but surely you can't train for that. It must be disgusting, especially after this huge guy has been working up a sweat in the ring for five minutes. Yeeeeeeeeeeeuuuucccckkkk!
Waste of good cornflakes, but damn funny though!
This morning, I came across the cartoon 'Zoids' on Sky One - followed by The Simpsons - followed by WWE.
Normally, I'd have turned off as soon as the wrestling came on - but I didn't. I left it on and went to make some breakfast, figuring I'd turn it over when I came back.
Walking back to the TV and shovelling a spoonful of Crunchy Nut Cornflakes into my mouth, I put the bowl on the table and reached for the remote, only to look at the screen as some huge Hawaiian looking guy with blonde hair gave himself a wedgie, sat on some bald geezers face and wiggled his butt like a fat John Travolta dancing Saturday Night Fever with 10,000 volts applied to his nads.
Now maybe it's just daytime TV turning my brains to mush, but it was just pure comedy as far as I was concerned. Milk streamed from my nose, and half-chewed cornflakes flew from my mouth like the projectile vomit in that scene from The Exorcist, all over the carpet.
I was in hysterics! I know they train for this and choreograph everything, but surely you can't train for that. It must be disgusting, especially after this huge guy has been working up a sweat in the ring for five minutes. Yeeeeeeeeeeeuuuucccckkkk!
Waste of good cornflakes, but damn funny though!
By the way, that's what his whole wrestling reptoire is built around, usually accompanied by cries of 'back that fat behind up'. Or something like that.
By the way, that's what his whole wrestling reptoire is built around, usually accompanied by cries of 'back that fat behind up'. Or something like that.
:-)
How cool.
;)
P.S. ill be on the forums at about 7 or 8 oclock tommorow if ya wanna chat see yas later
Dan's on holiday too at the mo but he'll be back very soon, and I'm not sure he'd like me giving out his number on the web. {:) But I'll forward your number on to him, if you like.
Giving out a phone number on the Internet.
Ooh ooh!
:-D