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Firstly, let’s get this out the way first – Tae Bo can suck a dick.
Another thing we need to get out of the way before I begin – I have never seen a Billy Blanks film that I haven’t enjoyed. Ok? Yeah? Happy with that? That’s what you’re dealing with here – I’m that guy.
So when me and a friend were walking about HMV farting and scoping out the honeys (result: the horror section stank of shit and there wasn’t a great deal of hot women in HMV) and I stumbled upon Hidden Tiger starring Big B, I was positively elated. It was also in the second-hand section so that meant it was 2 fucking quid – what a bargain eh? Now normally I’m a bit averse to second-hand DVDs because you don’t know what peado or person-that-likes-to-store-shits-inside-DVD-cases could have had it in their house before, but I thought I’d make an exception for Mr Blanks.
SO I BOUGHT IT AND WATCHED IT (there were no shits inside the case luckily). (more…)
Here’s a guy whose name I’ll bet ten Tazos that you don’t recognise. If you do, it’s no skin off my back – I’ve got loads of Tazos. But if you don’t (which you won’t) then drop and give me ten.
So, you might not recognise his name, but I bet 5 series 2 rare pogs that you’ll recognise his face:
Yes? Unlucky, gimme your pogs. No? Again, not an issue – I’ve got pogs coming out of my arse. (more…)