Red Mosquito

Steve Albini wrote:Whenever there's active promotion on the part of somebody else, whenever I see somebody all dolled up for a fancy photograph and someone's handing out flyers or whenever there's active promotion for something like that, as an imposition on my day, I hate all those people and I want them to fail. I have a visceral reaction to advertising and promotion. There's just something about salesmanship that grates on me on a very base level and I react very negatively towards it. I want those people to suffer and I want their enterprises to fail.

Steve Albini wrote:Whenever there's active promotion on the part of somebody else, whenever I see somebody all dolled up for a fancy photograph and someone's handing out flyers or whenever there's active promotion for something like that, as an imposition on my day, I hate all those people and I want them to fail. I have a visceral reaction to advertising and promotion. There's just something about salesmanship that grates on me on a very base level and I react very negatively towards it. I want those people to suffer and I want their enterprises to fail.

Steve Albini wrote:Whenever there's active promotion on the part of somebody else, whenever I see somebody all dolled up for a fancy photograph and someone's handing out flyers or whenever there's active promotion for something like that, as an imposition on my day, I hate all those people and I want them to fail. I have a visceral reaction to advertising and promotion. There's just something about salesmanship that grates on me on a very base level and I react very negatively towards it. I want those people to suffer and I want their enterprises to fail.

Steve Albini wrote:Whenever there's active promotion on the part of somebody else, whenever I see somebody all dolled up for a fancy photograph and someone's handing out flyers or whenever there's active promotion for something like that, as an imposition on my day, I hate all those people and I want them to fail. I have a visceral reaction to advertising and promotion. There's just something about salesmanship that grates on me on a very base level and I react very negatively towards it. I want those people to suffer and I want their enterprises to fail.

tragabigzanda wrote:Jaws

EXT: THEPLATYPUS's fishing vessel. The ocean extends to the horizon in every direction. THEPLATYPUS is manning the helm, while HOOPER surveys the ocean for any sign of the SHARK; MARTIN busies himself carving up herring and tossing the bloody chum in the ocean, in an effort to attract the SHARK.

MARTIN:
You heard him, slow ahead! -- Slow ahead!
(To himself) I can go slow ahead.
(To HOOPER) C'mon down and chum some of this shit! --

Just then MARTIN catches a glimpse of the SHARK as it swims past; his chum has finally attracted their prey. MARTIN jumps back in shock, and begins scanning the ocean surface for another glimpse of the SHARK. After a moment, it reappears, coming right up along side the vessel. The SHARK is MASSIVE, easily larger than a Buick 8.

(c.u. on MARTIN): We're gonna need a bigger bo--

THEPLATYPUS: We can just use my dad's yacht.

tragabigzanda wrote:

tree_ wrote:I quite enjoyed your Good Will Hunting one and I LOL'd...
But I'm not sure if it makes sense... Maybe instead of Argo it should be Burt

Argo's is RM's own Melanie Driver.

Steve Albini wrote:Whenever there's active promotion on the part of somebody else, whenever I see somebody all dolled up for a fancy photograph and someone's handing out flyers or whenever there's active promotion for something like that, as an imposition on my day, I hate all those people and I want them to fail. I have a visceral reaction to advertising and promotion. There's just something about salesmanship that grates on me on a very base level and I react very negatively towards it. I want those people to suffer and I want their enterprises to fail.

tragabigzanda wrote:Jaws

EXT: THEPLATYPUS's fishing vessel. The ocean extends to the horizon in every direction. THEPLATYPUS is manning the helm, while HOOPER surveys the ocean for any sign of the SHARK; MARTIN busies himself carving up herring and tossing the bloody chum in the ocean, in an effort to attract the SHARK.

MARTIN:
You heard him, slow ahead! -- Slow ahead!
(To himself) I can go slow ahead.
(To HOOPER) C'mon down and chum some of this shit! --

Just then MARTIN catches a glimpse of the SHARK as it swims past; his chum has finally attracted their prey. MARTIN jumps back in shock, and begins scanning the ocean surface for another glimpse of the SHARK. After a moment, it reappears, coming right up along side the vessel. The SHARK is MASSIVE, easily larger than a Buick 8.

(c.u. on MARTIN): We're gonna need a bigger bo--

THEPLATYPUS: We can just use my dad's yacht.

tragabigzanda wrote:

tree_ wrote:

tragabigzanda wrote:

tree_ wrote:I quite enjoyed your Good Will Hunting one and I LOL'd...
But I'm not sure if it makes sense... Maybe instead of Argo it should be Burt

Argo's is RM's own Melanie Driver.

But I'm not RMs Matt Damon cause I'm not smart...

But you are handsome and bro-ey.

tree_ wrote:but I think you'd be surprised if you met me IRL .. you'd think I might have Asperger's

washing machine wrote:

tree_ wrote:but I think you'd be surprised if you met me IRL .. you'd think I might have Asperger's

Most people already do.

tree_ wrote:

washing machine wrote:

tree_ wrote:but I think you'd be surprised if you met me IRL .. you'd think I might have Asperger's

Most people already do.

When you say it it feels mean...

tree_ wrote:I just want to be friends cause I can't have them IRL

washing machine wrote:

tree_ wrote:I just want to be friends cause I can't have them IRL

Why not?