While helping set up things for the new beauty parlor, Gio explains Hilda and Betty the proper way to spend a romantic evening with both a theorical and practical approach. Script:Gio: It's interesting. You only call me when you need something. When was the last time you went down to my deli and bought a sandwich?Betty: Well, Gio, that's because every time I come in, you yell: "There she is: The Eater". -It's cute. It's our thing.Hilda: Gio, you gotta let me pay you. I don't feel right. -Just give my mom a haircut and don't tell her about her bald spot.-Um, Gio, you can just set the sink down over there. Henry's coming to install it.-A man of many talents! Is there anything "egg salad" can't do?-Why is Henry "egg salad"?-Because egg salad is a boring sandwich. And Gio thinks that Henry is boring. -Oh,no, Henry's not boring. No. Look at all the cool stuff you guys do. I mean,your,um, "saturday night, sundae night". That sounds like fun. -It is. It is so much fun. Every weekend, we have a theme topping. Like,last week,we were watching "walk the line"... You know, about johnny cash... So he chopped up cashews. It was fun. -It was fun.-And did you eat it with a "reese witherspoon"?-That's funny. He's funny!-Yeah, he's a riot...-I'm just kidding, but come on. You and Henry, have,like, what? Four months left? And this is how you spend a saturday night?-Okay, Gio, what would you do?-Well... If I loved a girl, and I knew I had so little time left with her, then every night would be a chance to make a memory. Believe me, if there was any ice cream involved, I would be eating it off her stomach.-Sexy! -Gross!-And I'd take her out to Montauk. You know, with a bottle of wine. And we'd build a fire and sleep on the beach. Or maybe we'd climb the fire escape to the rooftop of The Blue Note and listen to music. Maybe we'd just go out dancing. 'Cause,you know,you never feel closer to a woman than when you're holding her. You know,like... mmm... so close that you could feel her breath on your neck. Because love doesn't come around often, and I'd want to make every second count.Man, I love this song. Aw, whoo!Come on, Betty!-No. Gio. I don't want to dance. -Mmm.-We have to work! Hilda, we have to work. -What?-Come on. A little bit of dancing. Come on! Ready? One,two. One,two... mm,mm... There you go. You got it. You got it.-Oh,hey, you guys are good together!Henry: Yeah. Really good.
Three years ago in the Backwards western flatlands a group of special forces ventured out on a mission to stabilize Europe with wine, women and weed. But they failed miserably due to the unscrupulous Ming Hobson and his Deltafonics Forces.The able bodied Commander Newman had to be sent over to sort thing out before returning to the peace of Zion.This is her story.
a lego movie i made to N.W.A's Don't Drink That Wine from the Efil4zaggin aka Niggaz4life album. I made a mistake with the syncing of the song with the lego but that doesn't really matter. It just a video i made for fun.the guy with the raspy voice is The D.O.C.if your wondering why the footage is shaky or why the quality isn't so good. its because its done with photos i took with a camera. I would have been better with a video camera but i don't have a tripod.
nice short on why Washington state is a great place to grow great grapes and make top of the line wines. From the ice age floods to today the legacy of the Walla Walla valley wine is world renown learn why this is such a great place for great wines.
A Song from an underground Black Metal band from GermanyLyrics:A caress of moonlight (a touch of stars)It keeps me strong is this curse of lifeThe sunlight burns in my eyes (escape the day)Saved by embracing darknessDeep in the night (beyond your fears)The gate away from all the torturesto the kingdom of gloryThe throne is burning in fire, The throne is frozen in iceMight is their desire; Life is my sacrificeThe mirror is broken, I leave the tortures of lifeSwearing allegiance; Till the end of all daysGods of..... Gods of fireGods of..... Gods of ice [2x]To the Gods of fire and ice I will prayThe baptism of blood will now be doneAppeasing their anger with the blood from my wristBegging for their mercy, from death I'll be kissedAscending the altar, the last step for my fleshOppressive silence surrounds me on this holy placeNow I am feeling the cold wrath of darknessForcing me to breathe the odour of putrefactionBlazing in moonlightThe knife cuts slowly through my veinsI fill the chalice with blood-red wineThis, my life will soon be thineBurn my body - ashes to the pastLeave your soul behind - what was once will ever lastGods of fire, gods of iceCheerfull we awaited you - together we will riseThe throne is burning in fire, The throne is frozen in iceMight is their desire; Life is my sacrificeThe mirror is broken, I leave the tortures of lifeSwearing allegiance; Till the end of all days [2x]Gods of..... Gods of fireGods of..... Gods of iceGods of fire and ice
