fun friday fact: kevin’s new race engineer, mark slade, has also once been the race engineer of his dad, jan magnussen. and mark has also worked with michael schumacher (who kevin called “mick’s dad” which i find adorable).
The High Chapparal. First shown on US television on 10 September 1967 and ran for four seasons, finishing in March 1971. The High Chapparal was the name of the ranch in the series run by the Cannon family (with Chapparal being the name of a plant). The main stars were Leif Erickson, Cameron Mitchell, Henry Darrow and Linda Cristal with Mark Slade also starring in the first three seasons.
The theme tune was by David Rose who also composed the theme to Bonanza and Little House on the Prairie as well as a piece of music called 'The Stripper' which many know better as the music Morecambe and Wise make their breakfast to. There is a bit of similarity in places to Telstar by The Tornados but the two tunes are distinct enough.
Did you knowMark Slade is not a natural blonde? #markslade #scifi1 #thehighchaparral #clasictvshows #voyagetothebottomofthesea #70stvshows #iconicshows
I'm sorry are you saying bald Zuckermusk Trumpesoz does NOT reflect modern villainy?
EDIT: I'm glad Lex isn't in this too soon, because then all the focus would definitely go to him! And other characters deserve a chance to shine (anime twink Slade is giving me life I can't stop laughing at him.) But the Amazo-tech-bro villain in Ep 4 proves that "Lex Luthor not reflecting modern villainy" is BS lmaoo. Looking forward to LL whenever he shows up.
It's nighttime at the docks. Barges stacked with shipping containers rest silently in the water, and tall warehouses wall off the area. Flood lights illuminate where the asphalt ground drops off to the murky water below.
Team 1
Bart Allen (Impulse) in the body of Sir Justin (Shining Knight)
Slade Wilson (Deathstroke) in the body of Vykin the Black
The Joker in the body of Barda Free (Big Barda)
Team 2
Bruce Wayne (Batman) in the body of Bart Allen (Impulse)
Lightray in the body of Lex Luthor
Mark Moonrider in the body of Lightray
Discuss how you think the fight will go in the notes, and in a week we'll vote to see who comes out on top!
I know this request is kinda stupid but i need this now 🥹😂So I went to a Concert of an AC/DC Coverband and “their Angus” was literally SO freaking hot. And I wondered if you could write an Angus Young smut tyyyy so muchhh
FINALLY AN AC/DC REQUEST HOLY SHIT! whoaa and a ac/dc coverband? thats sick dude 😭 thnx for ur req! been waiting to get some ac/dc reqs bcuz i havnt gotten any so thanks! and ur welcome
Angel Admirer
Warnings: Smut without a plot, just smut, I don't know. (18+ ONLY, MINORS PLEASE DNI. unless you wanna get traumatized thats fine with me.)
Summary/Plot: Smut without a Plot.
Angus' cold, sweaty hands trailed your body, exploring every inch of you delicately. He was practically drooling over your perfect body. Just as he imagined, beautiful. His long, dark amber and brown ambition hair fell over his face. His starved eyes couldn't help but look all over. "My, Your so beautiful Y/N. Perfect as me imagined." He said in a very high Australian tone. He grabbed ur hips, leaving a passionate kiss upon ur lips.
He gripped ur hair, smothering you in kisses. He grunted, kissing ur neck, sucking ur sweet spot that he discovered. He left a bite mark upon ur shoulder, licking the blood that covered it. "Please, Angus." You whined. "Not yet angel," He said, even though he couldn't wait himself. He pulled his shirt off, it was striped and short sleeved. His pants came off quickly, and his boxers fell with. You bit ur lip, your eyes connected.
You moaned softly when entered you. His size wasn't too adjustable yet. He adjusted himself inside of you, holding onto your hands. Your fingers entangled with his. He slowly buried himself inside of you. "Bloody hell," He mumbled. He moved his hands, gripping ur waist once more. You moaned his name, while he went in and out of ur tight heat. Your bruised heat dripped and your wetness trailed down ur thighs.
Angus couldn't help but get sloppier. You were drenched in sweat and bruises from Angus, love bruises and bites. "Oh my god," You breathlessly said. Cum dripped from you, all over Angus' dick. You whined, "Just wait for me, ya?" Angus murmured. He leant down and kissed ur lips before getting sloppier.
He came, and pulled out. You panted. "Damn," Angus said. "That was great." He took a cigarette out and smoked it before putting it out. "Mhm..," You sighed. Angus helped you with ur clothes, and he fell asleep next to you. He held onto you, not letting go.
YOU SEE THIS. YOU READ IT. YOU COMPREHEND IT. shoji and chosaku are finally learning not to underestimate their brother. FINALLY. they hear the stadium scream his chant and it wakes them up.
they don’t have control here.
BUT THE 4KIDS VERSION
“Relax, Jagger. It’s only one duel.” “One duel?! Just listen to them! This one duel has turned Chazz into a hero! And a major headache for us!”
IM SCREAMING. IM CRYING. HOW DO YOU RUIN THIS. look, i’m not calling for a shoji n chosaku redemption arc, but i’m saying you could’ve had something.
do you really thing chazz is gonna care about the respect of the school if his brothers still don’t respect him? think back to the school duel: he’s just defeated North Academy all by himself with cards he scrounged up, and it takes one. ONE. talk with them to break him.
4kids, seriously, what the fuck. do you have ANY IDEA how much chazz means to me as a trauma survivor? do you know how much it meant to me when he finally got their respect? how much lighter you feel when you realize that you can overcome your abusers and your past, even with crazy restrictions in your way? don’t you have a single clue?
i would say i’m sorry for the rant but i’m not. not at all. yeah yeah old anime nobody gives a shit about these days but PLEASE. you have to understand where i’m coming from.
While I didn't enjoy this film, that doesn't mean you won't. No matter what I say, the people involved in this project did it: they actually made a movie. That's something to be applauded. With that established...
3 Ninjas Kick Back is the Home Alone 2 to 3 Ninjas. It’s an inferior sequel - which is saying something considering how insufferable the first was - that does little more than regurgitate what was “successful” about the first, but in a different country. There isn’t an ounce of inspiration in its dreadful 93-minute running time.
Years ago, Grandpa (Victor Wong) defeated Koga (Sab Shimono) in a martial arts tournament. Ever since, the boy-turned-Japanese-crimelord has wanted the tournament’s prize - a dagger that doubles as a key to a cave full of riches - back. When their grandfather is hospitalized while in Japan, the three ninjas - Rocky (Sean Fox), Colt (Max Elliott Slade) and Tum-Tum (J. Evan Bonifant) accidentally play into Koga’s hands by visiting their sensei and bringing the dagger along with them.
The one good thing I will say about 3 Ninjas Kick Back is that it doesn’t waste any time pretending to be a good movie. One of the first scenes is a baseball game (a game with no age restrictions apparently) in which all sorts of dirty tricks are employed to win, including eating large amounts of beans and farting to knock out players. For a brief moment, I found myself in an out-of-body experience, forced to examine the circumstances that brought me to this moment. Sanity vanished. Only madness remained and I laughed hysterically. Not at the movie; at myself. Soon after, I was pulled back into my body and forced to confront this horrible excuse for children’s entertainment.
As before, the stunts and fights are unconvincing and badly choreographed. I know martial arts are supposed to empower you, but not to this extent. Colt, Rocky, Tum-Tum and their Japanese friend Miyo (Caroline Junko King) single-handedly defeat Koga’s minions like they’re made of wet paper. They don’t merely beat them, they humiliate them by pantsing the shadow warriors, knocking them over with Home Alone-style traps, or fighting while taking a phone call. I’m shocked no one disemboweled themselves out of shame. I’m talking about the characters and the actors.
It’s a movie without stakes since the three bumbling goons Koga initially sends after the three ninjas are so awful and so unfunny the crime lord’s credibility disappears like tears falling into the ocean. I don’t just mean the physical stakes; the emotional stakes are also nonexistent. The closest thing to a character arc the boys receive goes something like this: Colt has a temper so he… learns to focus and hit a baseball? Rocky can’t pitch because he doesn’t want to wear his glasses… until Miyo convinces him to? Tum-Tum… eats? Oh, and he wants to go to Japan with his grandfather, or something.
3 Ninjas Kick Back is aggressively juvenile and unfunny. From it emanates the distinct stink of a project no one cared about, that was squeezed out because the first was moderately successful and because the studio could keep ripping off “Home Alone” via the current popularity of martial arts films (This was released the same year as The Next Karate Kid and a year after Teenage Mutant Ninjas Turtles III). It doesn’t even try to check off any storytelling basics. You watch it in embarrassment. Knowing that there are still two more pictures in this series makes me wonder whether I’ll make it to High Noon at Mega Mountain, or die trying. (September 24, 2021)