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So, Mickey Rourke basically falls under the radar for a decade, gains some mainstreamish exposure in Sin City, which leads him to his impeccable performance in The Wrestler, and suddenly that motherfucker is everywhere. Seriously. Here’s your Mickey Rourke round-up.

First up: Rourke has been added to the huge, what-the-fuck? cast that Sylvester Stallone has assembled for his next writing/directing/starring project, The Expendables. We mentioned the flick before, but here’s a reminder: It’s about a group of mercenaries sent to South African to overthrow a dictator. But check out this absolutely insane cast: Stallone, Jason Statham, Rourke, Dolph Lundgren, Jet Li, Randy Couture, Forest Whitaker, and Ben Kingsley. The only guy missing is Jean Claude Van Damme. Rourke will play an arms dealer for the mercenaries.

Elsewhere, hang on to your extraordinary nutsack: Rourke is in talks to star as Crimson Dynamo in Iron Man 2. For the unfamiliar, Crimson Dynamo starts as a tattooed Russian heavy named Ivan who then becomes Crimson Dynamo, a man with deadly, technologically enhanced coils.(Actually, I’ve read that he’s either set to become Whiplash or Crimson Dynamo — I have no idea if this is the same person or not). But even cooler than that — guess who else is being cast as a villain?

Sam Rockwell. He will play a rival multibillionaire business man, Justin Hammer, who apparently bankrolls criminal enterprises.

Sam Rockwell and Robert Downey, Jr. in the same movie. Jesus. I’m feeling a little lightheaded. What’s going on … oh …

*swoon*

*ka-thunk*

Damn. Ouch. Remind me not to put RDJ and Rockwell in the same sentence unless I’m near a couch. My heart is palpitating. Note to single fellas: Don’t take a date to Iron Man 2. You’ll never stack up. But then again, that’s like a cinematic roofie.

… where was I? Oh yeah. Mickey Rourke. Man, who wants to talk about Rourke after all that talk of a Rockwell Downey sex sandwich? Who wants to be the bologna? Anyway, here’s a trailer for Killshot, John Madden’s (Shakespeare in Love) adaptation of an Elmore Leonard novel, starring Rourke, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Thomas Jane, and Diane Lane. It’e exec-produced by Tarantino. I like the participants, but the flick looks a little on the generic side.


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Comments

Oh for the love of god Rowles, at least try and pretend you have a little dignity.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 8, 2009 10:24 AM

I thought Whiplash was a woman. Definitely an interesting pick for Rourke...

Posted by: Snath at January 8, 2009 10:34 AM

You boys and your boyfriends. So cute.

And yes, Rockwell he does. Oh yes. He does. Ohhhhhh yes. Unnh. UHHHN. UUUHNNNNNNNNNNNNNN.

Fuck. That was nice.

Go make me a sangwich.

Posted by: boo at January 8, 2009 10:36 AM

Well for starters, I'd like to clarify the fact that I'm a hetero white male. To follow that statement: I officially have a huge man-crush on Mickey Rourke. Dying to see "The Wrestler". Problem is, the Trophy Wife has a serious dislike of Mickey due to all the past issues of spousal abuse, substance abuse, possible animal abuse.

But sumbitch is he badasssss! Can't wait for "The Expendables". Now that's a cast.

Posted by: Xtreme at January 8, 2009 10:36 AM

Killshot? Wasn't that movie called 'A History of Violence' and done perfectly by David Cronenburg?

Posted by: brite at January 8, 2009 10:37 AM

So, nothing against Rourke, but if the Iron Man 2 villain is going to be a Russian could he please, for the love of all that is holy, be played by an actual Russian for once? Seriously, nothing is more distracting and ridiculous than a poorly done Russian accent.

Sam Rockwell as Justin Hammer, on the other hand, is probably the most exciting news I can expect all week. Woohoo!

Posted by: docsmartypants at January 8, 2009 10:46 AM

I just choked on water I was drinking while reading that. A sandwich with Tony Stark and Zaphod Beeblebrox...(writing that just gave me shivers) there are no words to describe it.

You did give a warning, but damn, there goes my productivity for the day.

Posted by: Morgagod at January 8, 2009 10:46 AM

What is it about Sam Rockwell that makes him so appealing? He's not the most handsome guy out there...it must be his pants. They are MADE out of charisma. He's totally the type of guy who'd spend a Friday night getting takeout and watching Ghostbusters, before ripping off his charismapants and doing you on the sofa.

Posted by: Julie at January 8, 2009 10:52 AM

John Madden's (Shakespeare in Love) adaptation of an Elmore Leonard novel

How does he find the time with all the football commentating?

Posted by: rikkitikkitavi at January 8, 2009 10:54 AM

"...be played by an actual Russian for once? Seriously, nothing is more distracting and ridiculous than a poorly done Russian accent. ."

-----------------------------------------

QUIET YOU! all you need is Sean Connery, he'll do it with a proper Scottish accent.

PS: that's also how he does Spanish too.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 8, 2009 10:57 AM

In the offseason.

Posted by: bucdaddy at January 8, 2009 11:01 AM

Oh, I do a killer "my name is Ramirez".

Posted by: Jay at January 8, 2009 11:03 AM

Wait a minute Julie, did you say "Ghostbusters" and "doing you on the sofa" in the same sentence? Are you sure you didn't mistake "Ghostbusters" with something like "An Officer and a Gentleman"? I'm so confused. If what you said is true, I've been using the wrong approach for soooo long. Or more likely, wearing the wrong pants.

Posted by: Xtreme at January 8, 2009 11:03 AM

Whiplash and Crimson Dynamo are two different people. Whiplash has the electric coils, Dynamo had an armored suit to rival Iron Man.

Sam Rockwell. He will play a rival multibillionaire business man, Justin Hammer, who apparently bankrolls criminal enterprises.

Fuck YES. The motherfucker creates superhuman mercenaries for the highest bidder, and a lot of villains got their start working for the guy (incl. Whiplash I believe which makes a bit more sense).

I do so hope they do an Armor Wars type deal for this or the third movie (as if they were going to stop as two).

Posted by: Vermillion at January 8, 2009 11:05 AM

Vermillion just showed us a proper nerdgasm folks.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 8, 2009 11:08 AM

Or, Xtreme, perhaps just picking the wrong type of girl.

Posted by: Sean at January 8, 2009 11:08 AM

I just had to clutch my pearls and praise Sweet Zombie Jesus from reading about how much love my sweet Mickey is getting. Finally people will understand and witness his glory.

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 8, 2009 11:12 AM

Man, it's Ghostbusters FTW any day.

Posted by: jM at January 8, 2009 11:14 AM

Yeah, I guess the Charisma Pants are a big part, as some of us might just look like slobs doing that. But then, as I've told people, I'm wont to sit on my hands on the couch so as not to appear like a brute ,though it's read as "frustratingly disinterested or asexual". A friend last night told me that "come over and watch a movie" is basically code for "make out with me on the couch", unless the relationship is certified platonic.

I can only speak for myself but....I don't know that!!!!

Posted by: Jay at January 8, 2009 11:14 AM

I've never seen An Officer and a Gentleman Xtreme, but a young Richard Gere isn't really my thing. I'm more the type of gal who becomes amorous when Dr. Venkman tells off Walter Peck. That pencil-necked bastard.

Posted by: Julie at January 8, 2009 11:15 AM

I'm sorry, did you just say Dolph (motherfucking) Lundgren?? A new Dolph Lundgren movie means I can quit watching my fuzzy VHS copy of Showdown in Little Tokyo and whimpering softly...

Posted by: MG at January 8, 2009 11:16 AM

Oh, Vi-vi, I love it when you talk nerdy to me. I cannot wait to see all of these movies. And I would totally give my leftie to be the meat in a Downey/Rockwell sammich.

Posted by: Jeremy Feist at January 8, 2009 11:17 AM

Jay, "come over and watch a movie" can go either way. I myself don't usually throw out that invitation with ulterior motives, but if making out will occur, it just kind of...happens. The last guy I fooled around with asked what movie I wanted to watch after my roommate went to bed, and I replied "Are we really going to watch it?" Cue laughter and him pulling me to the floor.

Sigh. Excuse me while I dip my head under the bathroom faucet.

Posted by: Julie at January 8, 2009 11:26 AM

What in the world is Ben Kingsley doing in that mix?

Dustin, have you heard about Moon?

Posted by: Cindy at January 8, 2009 11:29 AM

Here's the power of Sam Rockwell's charisma - even in The Green Mile, it was hard for me not to find him sexy. Yes, I realize JUST HOW WRONG that is.

It's his smile. It is full of promises and bedevilment.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be contemplating the implications of battling with Iron Man and Justin's Hammer for the rest of the afternoon. No calls.

Posted by: Tammy at January 8, 2009 11:31 AM

Ya know, I got me a new BF, but DAYUM!!! Tony Stark and Zaphod Beeblebrox together....that's a geekgasm sammich....yum!

I .... I....i....uh....huh....OH YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..............

I'll have what they're having.....

Posted by: dammitjanet at January 8, 2009 11:33 AM

I think....maybe.....yep.

I just squeeed my pants.

Posted by: admin at January 8, 2009 11:44 AM

Nobody ever mentions Mr. Rourke in Domino. Is that regarded as a bad movie? Well, sirs and madams, it is a great movie - Mickey Rourke, violence, Tom Waits makes a cameo as a wandering preacher, and Keira Knightly gets naked. How it never won an Oscar is beyond me...maybe because of the lack of zombies.

Posted by: Dave at January 8, 2009 11:44 AM

Seriously, nothing is more distracting and ridiculous than a poorly done Russian accent.

Nothing? Really? In that case I'm going to wave a clown's cock in your face while you're trying to drive. How do you like THEM apples?

Posted by: Withnail at January 8, 2009 11:51 AM

"Are we really going to watch it?"

SEE? I would thank you for that. I take things literally and I respond much more than initiate anything in any circumstance. I need to be started up. There was that one time I was paying attention to "The Purple Rose of Cairo" because, hey, she said she wanted to watch it! Later on it was like "what was taking you so long?" Do you know what a frustrating clusterfuck it is for everybody to have someone aggresively attracted to me...yet acting subtle with me? I'd say she should've known better, but I might just be a freak that would throw off anyone's MO and expectations.

Posted by: Jay at January 8, 2009 11:57 AM

I'm with you on this one Jay, there is nothing worse than being "sought after" by a girl who refuses to let you know that she is seeking you. And ladies, if you're looking for pointers, subtle only really works on guys that want to fuck everything they see. Difference is, if a guy really likes you, he wants to make sure that it's mutual so he doesn't freak you out. Whereas if you really like a guy, you drop some subtle hints and in short order you have your ankles behind your head, you shouldn't always expect a phone call the next morning. This advice isn't 100% fool proof, but at least as useful as that dumb fuck Dr. Phil.

Posted by: Xtreme at January 8, 2009 12:21 PM

It's hard for me to make the first move Jay, my innate shyness tends to rear its stupid ugly head until I remember that I defeated that bitch back in high school drama. But in situations where I know the guy is interested, I have no qualms about being ballsy. The subtlety IS frustrating...I find the older I get, the less tolerant I am of bullshit :)

Posted by: Julie at January 8, 2009 12:30 PM

Sam Rockwell and Robert Downey Jr in the same movie? Iron Man 2 promises to be the twitchiest, most inexplicably sexy film of the year.

Posted by: Zuzu at January 8, 2009 12:38 PM

So...Julie now has a fetish for pants. I'm not even surprised.

And Dustin, you have the WEIRDEST taste in men. I'm not saying BAD, just...weird. I can't figure it out.

Posted by: figgy at January 8, 2009 12:41 PM

And my problem, Jay, Jules, Xtreme, is that the *only* time I can't read a guy is when I'm interested in him. So I'm sitting on my hands wondering if he likes me and not wanting to put myself out there in case he really does only want to watch the movie. And I'm pretty much physically incapable of making the first move in person.

Sure, I can email you three days later and be all like, so wait, are you into me? But I need a little initiative to be taken on the part of the dude as well.

On the other hand, if you just flat ask me, I'll give you a straight answer, even if it's an "Uh, no?"

Jesus, no wonder I can't get a date.

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 8, 2009 12:42 PM

Withnail, your body of work is simply inspiring. I've enjoyed your comments so much and the clown penis is no exception! Hilarity.

Jay haven't we had this conversation a thousand times before? *sigh* And Xtreme I'm coquettish in my flirtations. It works on the men I want to approach me, trust. And Julie in general I never make the first move either. I like it when my mens take the bull by the horns. And by bull I mean me... And by horns I mean breasts. Soft, round, perky horns.

Posted by: Kayanne at January 8, 2009 12:47 PM

People, all you need to know is two words, they can be used at any time and any place.

You Fuckin'?

If the answer is no, move along.

Posted by: admin at January 8, 2009 12:51 PM

People, all you need to know is two words, they can be used at any time and any place.

You Fuckin'?

If the answer is no, move along.

A-fuckin-men!

Posted by: brite at January 8, 2009 12:56 PM

Juliepants say: The last guy I fooled around with asked what movie I wanted to watch after my roommate went to bed, and I replied "Are we really going to watch it?" Cue laughter and him pulling me to the floor.

Same exact exchange happened with me last night...awesome roommate knew to clear out the second we got home from seeing 'Let the Right One In' (which was amazingly beautiful and usually remakes don't bother me but FUCK YOU Matt Reeves)...

What was I talking about? Ah, who cares. Fucking Ghostbusters vs. An Officer and a Pansy is just a ridiculous fight. There is no competition.

As far as dating tips...well, I'm no help to any boys at all...I blush at every compliment so most think I like them and then I immediately blow them off the second they ask me out. It's ridiculous, really.
My dating process goes...Get drunk, make out heavily, get asked out and say no. If I'm asked again later that week, I may say yes, but you're ass is out the door no more than 2 weeks later. Hm, maybe not so healthy, but a whole lot of fun.

Posted by: jamiepants at January 8, 2009 12:57 PM

I think a lot of dating/flirting depends on which type of substance is abused at the time. Beers/coolers tend to lead to awkward, can't quite coordinate with each other sex (no rhythm), while tequila tends to lean towards wild and kinky outdoor sex (great rhythm), but whiskey will just end up in hard/rough sex (good rhythm), but Everclear always ends up with blackout sex (no idea on the rhytm). Nothing worse than waking up next to a girl (in your own bed) and not knowing who she is. Especially when she asks you what her name is. Trust you me, she will not be calling you back.

Posted by: Xtreme at January 8, 2009 1:00 PM

Meh I was never any good at flirting. Mostly because if I'm attracted to a guy, I would blush. I'm a big blusher. Like, seriously fierce-red flushing that can be seen on brown skin. I am horrible at it, so I would rather not even talk to the guy I'm attracted to, for fear of looking like a tomato.

That being said "You Fuckin'?"?

GET INTO MY PANTS. Oh wait. I'm engaged. Nevermind.

Posted by: figgy at January 8, 2009 1:00 PM

figgy, I blush if the wind blows wrong. I blush when people *look* at me, for crying out loud. I feel your pain.

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 8, 2009 1:08 PM

Iron Man vs. The Gong Show host? Erm, I'm not sure, but I'll go see it anyway.

Posted by: BWeaves at January 8, 2009 1:17 PM

Figgy and lizzieborden, there is nothing better/worse than women who blush. For guys (especially the ones who can't do subtle well), it's the best/'worst thing. We can say "you're hair looks great today" and going by the blush we know we're going to get lucky/nothing. Fuck me, now I'm really confused.

Posted by: Xtreme at January 8, 2009 1:20 PM

I like it when my mens take the bull by the horns. And by bull I mean me... And by horns I mean breasts. Soft, round, perky horns.

You are NOT getting me arrested, you hear me???

(it's not bullshit, Julie, it's.....not getting arrested! Or at least, you know, slapped and kicked and such)

Posted by: Jay at January 8, 2009 1:21 PM

They should cast one completely unknown guy in The Expendables. Don't even give the character a name. Make him wear a red shirt. And then have everyone but him die.

Given how unoriginal and uninspiring most mainstream films are, I hardly see how it could hurt matters much to a have a few films a year come out that are actually 100 minute incredibly overly elaborate set ups for an inside joke.

Wait a sec, are all the bad films just inside jokes I don't get? You guys would tell me, right? Right? Guys?

Posted by: stipe42 at January 8, 2009 1:23 PM

You Fuckin'?

If the answer is no, move along.

Posted by: admin at January 8, 2009 12:51 PM

---------------------------------------------

YOU SIR, are like, god and shit.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 8, 2009 1:27 PM

i don't know if it's sad or not, but the whatever part about "you fuckin'", admin, is that i might actually go for it due to the sheer audacity it would take to say that.

or else it'd earn you a drink in the face. probably depends on my mood. do you have ratios for it working/not working?

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 8, 2009 1:40 PM

60% of the time, it works every time.

Posted by: admin at January 8, 2009 1:42 PM

I don't know what MY response to "You fuckin?" would be, but whether the panties are off or staying on, either way it would contain laughter.

That totally reminds me of an exchange I had at the liquor store on the day before Christmas Eve.

Me: :innocently stands in line to buy port for her favorite aunt:
Crazy drunk guy: :bumps into me while getting into line: I'm SORRY!!
Me: That's ok!
CDG: :stands waaaay too close: Merry Christmas!!!!
Me: Merry Christmas.
CDG: Happy holidays!!!
Me: Happy holidays.
CDG: :stares at my tits: I would FUCK you.
Young couple in front of me: :turns around in horror:
Me: BWA HA HA HA HA!!!

I love my city.

Posted by: Julie at January 8, 2009 1:48 PM

Oh yes, Jules. The sure, why not/drink in face response would only happen after I've picked myself up off the floor and stopped laughing. Indeed.

And... I would say that would only happen to you, but it totally sounds like something that would happen to me, too.

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 8, 2009 1:51 PM

Listen guys I'm going to tell you a sure fire way a get some lovin'. When I would go over a woman's house I would wear pants that were kinda tight in the package area. Before I would walk up to her door I would take a moment to squeeze my man-hammer to get him hard. She'd open the door and we would say hello to each other, then she would offer me a seat on the couch. I would on purpose sit with my legs open slightly just so she could get a peek at my bulge.


Rule #1- Never talk about sex with a woman in a conversation, let her bring it up in the conversation first, then shy away from talking about sex. Always appear to be embarrassed when talking about sex.

Rule#2- Every time you have a conversation with a woman always look her in the eyes and say her name, never say baby or honey, talk just above a whisper so she's almost forced to move in closer to hear you. Here's a hint to holding eye contact with a woman, look directly between their eyes, you can do that shit all day long without having to actually look them in the eyes.


Rule#3- Always wear sandals or flip-flops to a woman's house if you're just going over for a visit, never tennis shoes or dress shoes. Which brings me to my next point, guys please get a pedicure and manicure once a week. Trust me, it will pay off in the end.


Rule#4- Never wear more jewelry than the woman you're dating, you're just asking for trouble.

Rule#5- ABC A-Always B-Be C-Conversing. Women like being asked tasteful thoughtful questions, never be tacky or crude.

Rule#6- Listen, listen, listen. It doesn't cost a thing to listen to a woman talk, you might just learn something.

Rule#7- When you are at a woman's house and she's doing something in her house take the initiative and help her. I remember once going to a woman's house and she was moping up some juice she spilled on the floor. I took the initiative and washed her dishes. And before I knew it, we was fucking before I washed the last dish.

Posted by: Pookie at January 8, 2009 2:00 PM

BONER IN A COWBOY HAT. Sam hasn't had a good role since I don't know because Choke was only in the theaters for one showing, which I didn't care to see.

Posted by: tdehr at January 8, 2009 2:01 PM

Pookie thanks for the tips. I am in the beginning stages of a relationship and don't want to screw it up. Not going to follow each and every rule that you prescribed but will be mindful of them nonetheless when hanging out with my woman.

Posted by: Mr.West at January 8, 2009 2:11 PM

Semi-random aside.

Help an old lady out with the text abbreviations. Does FTW stand for For The Win? 'Cause I've been translating it as Fuck The What, which works sometimes, but not all the time. And I just want to be hip to what the young'uns are saying.

Posted by: tamatha at January 8, 2009 2:13 PM

Tamatha its Fuck The World

I'm glad to see that Pookie has been reading his Cosmo. Although I'm not sure about the man-hammer bit.

Lizzie in all honesty I've only used it four times and it was on women I already knew and that understood my sense of humor. I just felt like getting beyond the akward shit. Three times it worked, one time it didn't.

Posted by: admin at January 8, 2009 2:23 PM

Nah nah, Tamatha is: Fuck the Whores

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 8, 2009 2:28 PM

.....Rockwell and Robert Downey JR are starring together in the Iron Man sequel?

ansdgfhuvskj *thud* 'nadine? nadine?? oh god...she wont wake up! call an ambulance!
She's flat lining!!
*weeewooowwwooo*
what do we have?
22 year old female found unconcious and non responsive at the scene, muttered something in the ambulance about Overwhelming Ecstacy before-oh no!!
*beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*
get the paddles!!CLEAR
*kathunk*
*beeeeeeeeeeeeep*
CLEAR
*kathunk*
beeeeeeeeeeeepbeep beep beep beep*
She's back! We've got her! She's okay...she's going to be okay...oh hey, check it out Sam Rockwell will be in Iron Man 2!
*beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*......

Posted by: Nadine at January 8, 2009 2:29 PM

admin, I went to school with a guy who dropped out to work for the Carnival. His favorite pickup line when he ran the Gravitron was "Wanna fuck?". He claimed it only worked about 1-2% of the time, but hey, if you meet a couple hundred drunk young girls a girl, who gives a damn? It's sort of like telemarketing, but less embarrasing. Unless he's still doing it, he's at least 35 now, that'd be a lot of statutory rape charges.

Posted by: Xtreme at January 8, 2009 2:34 PM

Sincerest apologies for the over usage of boldness. My bad.

Posted by: Xtreme at January 8, 2009 2:35 PM

Apparently I seem to be the only guy around here fuckin'

Posted by: Pookie at January 8, 2009 2:38 PM

Is it that tough? Hmm, let's see - BSlim, nice pants. Take 'em off.

Posted by: Lainey at January 8, 2009 2:42 PM

Done baby, You fuckin'?

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 8, 2009 2:44 PM

Lainey, nice pants yourself.

Off with them!

(figured I'd just join in. the more the merrier, right?)

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 8, 2009 2:49 PM

And voila'!

You ladies are waaaay overthinking things...

wink, 'Sup, Dark Slim Daddy (or whatever the hell you were calling yourself last week)?

Posted by: Lainey at January 8, 2009 2:52 PM

Hey Pookie: You got #7 right. I married the man who washed my dishes. That's not just one night of getting laid. That's 26 years guaranteed, and so far, so good.

Posted by: BWeaves at January 8, 2009 2:54 PM

Ha, Lizzie! Sorry, I got interrupted and didn't see your comment before I replied. Pervita!

Posted by: Lainey at January 8, 2009 2:58 PM

SEE!

Two problems with that guy Xtreme.

Firstly, he dropped out of school to be a carny. So he was obviously of substandard intelligence which manifests itself in his question.

Secondly, wanna fuck leaves room for consideration. Do you or don't you? Whereas you fuckin'? is more of an are you or aren't you? Do you want to do the act as opposed to are you doing the act?

So,

You Fuckin'?

Posted by: admin at January 8, 2009 2:59 PM

It's Official ladies! I'll be at SXSW. I'll be the guy wearing glasses with an eager and skillful tongue.

Posted by: Pookie at January 8, 2009 3:04 PM

I placed 11th in the nation in speech and debate. Yes, my mantle is graced by a foot-tall polished silver statue attesting to the nationally recognized skill of my tongue.

Posted by: stipe42 at January 8, 2009 3:18 PM

I must disagree with you admin, you over estimate the intelligence of the standard female carnival goer, you fuckin' is not so much as a question that has to be answered, but asked of the carnival goer it could be considered a demand and seeing as the carnival goer might posses hoochie momma qualities, the carny worker's question takes on a whole new meaning that you and I might not find sufficient, but in the world of the carny worker the question is appropriate.

Posted by: Pookie at January 8, 2009 3:23 PM

admin, you are so correct on both parts
*humble bow*

Only worked for me once. And it was the girl that asked me, so it was a forgone conclusion, really. It was like the scene from Jacke Brown:

Melanie: That's Japan.
Louis: Uh, looks like... I can... It shows...
Melanie: Wanna fuck?
Louis: Yeah.

Good times, good times...

Posted by: Xtreme at January 8, 2009 3:23 PM

Stipe42,

Your tongue may have very well been recognized nationally, but my tongue has been recognized by the gods.

Posted by: Pookie at January 8, 2009 3:28 PM

All the Pajiboys seem to be quite proud of their oropharyngeal abilities. I want PROOF. And I'm volunteering Sofia.

Posted by: Julie at January 8, 2009 3:33 PM

Pookie, are you the guy from that oral sex website that was in Pajiba Love yesterday? The one with the animated tongue gifs?

You ARE, aren't you?

Posted by: figgy at January 8, 2009 3:34 PM

Posted by: Lainey at January 8, 2009 2:52 PM
Posted by: lizzieborden at January 8, 2009 2:49 PM


After I plow you ladies a couple of times one or both of you needs to go and pick up some beer and a pack of smokes.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 8, 2009 3:38 PM

Pookie, not only is that question acceptable in the Carney world, it's expected. I can't imagine the level of intellect required to be a Carney, let alone to have sex with one, but it must be just slightly higher than someone requiring diapers and constant supervision by medical professionals. Damn, I just don't feel clean anymore.

Just remember this conversation if you ever
a) Go to step foot on a rollercoaster of any type
b) Let your teenage daughter go to the carnival with her friends
c) Ever feel the urge to take up the gypsy life by working for the Carnival

Posted by: Xtreme at January 8, 2009 3:40 PM

I'm not trying to be a braggart or anything, but Monet painted, and Strauss composed, Pavarotti serenaded the angles, and I do....what I do.

Posted by: Pookie at January 8, 2009 3:48 PM

Pookie is a maestro of clitoral stimulation. You should put that on your résumé.

Posted by: Julie at January 8, 2009 3:52 PM

Diapers? That's going to cost you extra, Xtreme.

Posted by: Pookie at January 8, 2009 3:53 PM

Pookie, will you be my dad?

Posted by: admin at January 8, 2009 3:53 PM

After I plow you ladies a couple of times one or both of you needs to go and pick up some beer and a pack of smokes.

Yeah, but what about you? I mean, you might want a beer or a cigarette too.

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 8, 2009 3:55 PM

Hahahahahah well played,

*cyber smacks your ass*

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 8, 2009 4:00 PM

Not unless it's court ordered admin. Listen, I did my DNA test and I'm in the clear, so stop following me around.

Posted by: Pookie at January 8, 2009 4:01 PM

EHEM.
Stay off my lainey. She's been claimed. I drove my stake in that bitch the other day.

Posted by: jamiepants at January 8, 2009 4:04 PM

Holy craptopus! go away for a minute and miss a lot!!!

I, like Kayanne, like my menfolk to take the lead...you know, a little forcefulness is a BIG turn-on. Hell, my man RODE THE BULL on New Year's Eve!!! Total turn-on. I'm lining up to be saddled next. And, I am very excited that Pajibamens have talented tongues...oh yes.

It's a trait I share....think on THAT one!!!

Posted by: dammitjanet at January 8, 2009 4:06 PM

"a little forcefulness"

hmmm.

Well, you know, "ravished" by one guy is "assaulted" by....me, probably. Besides....wouldn't it be more interesting to have to discover what I'm hiding? What, you don't get off on shaking the uptight guy loose?

Shit.

About halfway down that list I thought "I'll bet Pookie's name is at the end".

I now know to stay the hell away from jamie.

Posted by: Jay at January 8, 2009 4:13 PM

What, you don't get off on shaking the uptight guy loose?

That would absolutely be a turn on, Jay. And with you it wouldn't necessarily be "uptight"...we've seen your dirtier side, just in carefully articulated fashion. We Pajigirls remember your post on oral. You're like Playboy...if it were edited by Vonnegut.

Posted by: Julie at January 8, 2009 4:20 PM

You are NOT getting me arrested, you hear me???

Oh Jay, don't worry, I'm legal in all 50 states and Puerto Rico.

Oh you meant sexual harassment! The difference between a grab and caresses is finesse, but I can't teach you to be suave... But I'm pretty sure Pooks has a correspondence course you could take to enhance your boob approach skills.

Posted by: Kayanne at January 8, 2009 4:21 PM

Well, yes, uncovering the beast within the shy guy is fun....but what's wrong with some handcuffs, hm?

Posted by: dammitjanet at January 8, 2009 4:25 PM

QUIET YOU! all you need is Sean Connery, he'll do it with a proper Scottish accent.

Barbado Slim: Connery doesn't count because he wasn't even trying to sound Russian. He doesn't have to. His accent transcends national boundaries. Or somethin'.

Nothing? Really? In that case I'm going to wave a clown's cock in your face while you're trying to drive. How do you like THEM apples?

Withnail: Well, I don't drive, so I'm not too worried about it, but I am a little worried that you carry a random clown cock around with you. Or are you the clown in this scenario?

Posted by: docsmartypants at January 8, 2009 4:36 PM

but what's wrong with some handcuffs, hm?

Administered by whom on whom?

Posted by: Jay at January 8, 2009 4:40 PM

Jay, thank you recognizing my hardness. You saw the picture. I will cut you. (Or shoot you with a bb gun, whatever...)

Nic referred to your oral post as Playboy...if it were edited by Vonnegut.
which is sexy as hell, and makes me want to show you both my softer side.

Posted by: jamiepants at January 8, 2009 4:44 PM

All these clown-cock has got me wonderin'..


Do clowns go full make-up on theirs, you know, as in red clown cockhead, orange pube wig?

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 8, 2009 4:55 PM

*posts

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 8, 2009 4:56 PM

Awwwww, jamiepants! You my boo!

Posted by: Lainey at January 8, 2009 5:01 PM

Don't think you're getting off that easy, bitch. The man said beer and cigarettes...don't make me use the back of my hand.

Posted by: jamiepants at January 8, 2009 5:11 PM

Well, you know, I'm just really reserved until then. Of course this is all purely academic, I haven't been "on the couch" in quite some time!

Posted by: Jay at January 8, 2009 6:06 PM

Yessir.

I believe Joseph Gordon-Levitt is (in my opinion) a far, FAR more talented actor than Shia LeDouche.

The Lookout, alone, is a damn near, if not perfect, film.

That is all.

Posted by: Riley at January 8, 2009 7:07 PM

Jay, the fact that you said academic and "on the couch" in the same sentence just really turned me on. It could be that whole Playboy via Vonnegut thing again, though.

And Riley, Joseph G-L is precious...and he wouldn't be if he wasn't talented. OR if he wasn't in 10 things and Brick.

Posted by: jamiepants at January 8, 2009 7:21 PM

Hey, if I can even make this unplanned monasticism sound good I suppose there'll be some reward eventually. Yet I'd definitely never count on my diction to be seductive, I just can't take myself that seriously.

Posted by: Jay at January 8, 2009 7:39 PM

The fact that don't understand how sexy it is makes it infinitely moreso.

Posted by: jamiepants at January 8, 2009 8:11 PM

Oh, and either there's an intended space in there somewhere or Moreso is my new pet name for you.

Posted by: jamiepants at January 8, 2009 8:13 PM

STOP!!!!!!!!

Can we just take a second and comment on the trailer we just saw? It looks ok, might be worth seeing if it gets better pub, but I have one pertinent question....

SINCE WHEN IN THE FUCK DOES JOHNNY KNOXVILLE GET AN "AND"?????????

Used to be, back in the days, an And meant something. And was Tom Bosley on Happy Days or Abe Vigoda on Barney Miller. Or even fucking Jerry Mathers as the Beaver. With the list of actors that were in this movie, it should be "Despite" Johnny Knoxville. Not that I don't love it when he gets kicked in the junk or luges down a hill strapped to a mannequin on Jackass, but he doesn't hold the weight of an And.

From now on, parcel out the And's with a little more reticence and contemplation. Like...And Powers Boothe or And Jack Klugman. Men of honor, men of importance.

Now back to the cunning linguists and their talented tongues.

Posted by: Rubble44 at January 8, 2009 8:41 PM

We have a loyalty to the Shredder.

Posted by: Lucas at January 8, 2009 8:42 PM

And Pookie?

Posted by: admin at January 8, 2009 8:51 PM

Yet I'd definitely never count on my diction to be seductive, I just can't take myself that seriously.

oh, trust me, Jay. Being well-spoken earns you +10 Sexy.

As do the sweaters.

In other news, WOULD SOMEONE KINDLY CLAIM ME?! I want a damned 'jiba bf. or gf. (not that I mind my whoring around and sharing numerous people. just want someone to take some damned initiative here.)

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 8, 2009 8:57 PM

Zorak agrees with you, Mr. Rubble.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sU-noSHzbP0

Posted by: Jay at January 8, 2009 8:58 PM

Lizzieborden, what one person could handle you? I'd have to read books on the side just to keep up.

Posted by: Rubble44 at January 8, 2009 9:15 PM

I prefer to think of myself as a satisfying challenge.

Surely someone is up to the job!

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 8, 2009 9:21 PM

lizzie, I'm all alone in the 'jiba universe also, but I chalk it up to my intimidating beauty. That sounds a lot better than "lacking in feminine wiles".

I missed such a good party today over here. Goddamn me and my lazy-ass, sleeping in ways.

Posted by: Genny (also Rusty) at January 8, 2009 9:51 PM

I doubt it Genny. Both you and Lizzie are alone because you choose to be. Guys (and some girls, I imagine) would line up from here to SWSX for a chance to be your Pajibasuitor....

I, on the other hand, remain hopelessly alone on the side of the dance floor, watching the cool kids do the Teen Wolf.

Posted by: Rubble44 at January 8, 2009 11:01 PM

sluts.

Posted by: jamiepants at January 9, 2009 12:05 AM

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Posted by: nina at January 9, 2009 1:36 AM

So Ms. Spambot,

You Fuckin'?

Posted by: admin at January 9, 2009 7:26 AM

...watching the cool kids do the Teen Wolf.

waitwaitwait. There's a cool kids group? When did that happen, and why wasn't I invited?

Trust me Rubble44, all you have to do is throw yourself into the fray. Or at least join the FB group and start friending folks.

Or you could do what I did and start stalking Julie.

(PLUS, how does "someone please lay claim to me" translate to me wanting to be alone? I'm confuzzed.)

GaR, we could just claim each other, if no one else is up to the task....

And finally: good morning, everyone!

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 9, 2009 8:41 AM

Lizzie I'm sure you're a nice person, but you have a bad attitude and you carry around a hatchet.

Posted by: Pookie at January 9, 2009 8:58 AM

That's purely for self-defense purposes, Pookie.

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 9, 2009 9:31 AM

Lizzie & Genny I too am alone in the 'jibaverse. Oh, how I long for 'jiba man to take me away from my mundane office drone existance, whisk me away in his MurderTank to some exotic movie locale, tie me up, and do unspeakable things to me, preferably with RDJ, Clive Owen or Christian Bale in the background.

But, alas, I am still alone....

Posted by: dammitjanet at January 9, 2009 9:50 AM

Ladies who feel Alone... Yea, I used to feel that way. But when I wished for a Pajibasuitor (thanks for the vocab, Rubble44) on a falling star, the next day I got Pookie calling me "boo." Thankfully he has returned to spelling my name wrong and ignoring me, but ladies, please, be careful what you wish for.

Posted by: Kayanne at January 9, 2009 10:28 AM

Have Sam Rockwell and Gary Oldman ever played relatives? They should. It would make me happy.

Posted by: elizabeth at January 9, 2009 10:49 AM

...and do unspeakable things to me, preferably with RDJ, Clive Owen or Christian Bale in the background.

Why settle for in the background, dammitjanet?

And thank you for the lesson, Kayanne. Note to self: don't get involved with Pookie, he'll only break your heart.

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 9, 2009 10:55 AM

lizzieborden I'm not sure if it was an "involvement" so much as Pookie insisting I secretly wanted him? I don't know, but the whole 48-hours made me chuckle. So, no broken heart! Just weird memories...

Posted by: Kayanne at January 9, 2009 11:02 AM

Pookie is an old soul and a free spirit, my friends. He cannot be held to one person, cannot be tied to the physical. Pookie loves and moves on to love again.

Posted by: Anna von Beaverplatz at January 9, 2009 11:04 AM

AvP can what Pookie shares with the world really be called love if he never makes eye contact?

Posted by: Kayanne at January 9, 2009 11:06 AM

Pookie loves in a way that is free of the earthly notions of love, such as eye contact and caring about someone else's feelings.

Posted by: Anna von Beaverplatz at January 9, 2009 11:12 AM

You're so wise. How did you become a priestess in the church of Pooks?

Posted by: Kayanne at January 9, 2009 11:15 AM

You know, Kayanne, I believe it was Dustin's "Pookie Retrospective" that really helped me understand him. You just have to kind of .. let go of traditional ideas and embrace the Pookman for who he is. Then it becomes clear.

Posted by: Anna von Beaverplatz at January 9, 2009 11:18 AM

Well, I'd much prefer them to be in on the action, of course, lizzie but I don't want any Pajibamens to be inhibited by the incredible sexy hotness of my trifecta.

Posted by: dammitjanet at January 9, 2009 11:21 AM

Pookie loves in a way that is free of the earthly notions of love, such as eye contact and caring about someone else's feelings.
Posted by: Anna von Beaverplatz at January 9, 2009 11:12 AM

Huh. I'll be damned. Did not know Pookie is my ex-boyfriend.

Also, AvB? You made me snort. At work. You win!

Posted by: Lainey at January 9, 2009 11:23 AM

Sorry, bold malfunction.....the thought of RDJ, CB & CO together just FRIED MY MOTHERBOARD!!!

Posted by: dammitjanet at January 9, 2009 12:18 PM

So is there an application process ladies or do we just kinda volunteer?

Posted by: admin at January 9, 2009 2:24 PM

There's a lengthy vetting process. Overseen by Jule. Applications should be submitted in triplicate, on scented paper. With bribes attached in small, non-sequential bills.

Volunteering and wooing also helps.

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 9, 2009 2:27 PM

Ah, lizzie you forgot something...dirty talk is optional, but never hurts during your application process.

Posted by: dammitjanet at January 9, 2009 2:34 PM

you're right, dammitjanet, I always forget the dirty talk.

And that's supposed to say "Julie", not Jule.

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 9, 2009 3:48 PM

Well excuse me for not wanting to walk on the beach with you, excuse me for not calling you everyday, excuse me for not remembering what you wore on our first date, excuse me for not writing you a love poem. Now with that being said you would like to go get some take out and some weed and a room overlooking whatever?

Posted by: Pookie at January 9, 2009 3:55 PM

The wooing and bribes are no problem and, as you may be able to tell, dirty talk is a favorite pastime of mine so I feel I would be very qualified for the position (and all others you may choose).

However I simply cannot abide paperwork so I am afraid I will not be able to apply. Pity, all those tounge push-ups for nothing.

Posted by: admin at January 9, 2009 5:53 PM

What kind of takeout, Pookie?

Posted by: Anna von Beaverplatz at January 9, 2009 7:09 PM

Chinese of course, you aren't a woman until you've let a man lick duck sauce off your ass.

Posted by: Pookie at January 9, 2009 8:16 PM

Just don't do what I did and accidentally put the hot mustard on there. Talk about a sticky situation.

Posted by: Rubble44 at January 9, 2009 10:55 PM





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