Gods, Guns, Gangsters, Girls... and FCUK the Fockers too.

Where is your line?

And...

Who's line is it anyway?

(...)

"Conservatives clearly see the way the world is, and how by following the rules one can succeed. Liberals see the way the world should be, and work around the rules towards that."
- Black Krishna

(...)

MARV: One gets in more trouble for saying stuff than doing stuff I reckon, it's always easier to fake innocence than to explain away guilt.

(gulp)

MARV: Mah, it's no good anyways. When they wanna call someone bad and you're a dame shy of the devil, your number's up.

(gulp)

MARV: Time to shine... do what you do.

(gulp)

MARV: Sometimes, it ain't amount to much.

(gulp)

MARV: And sometimes, it means killing a whole lot of people.

(gulp)

MARV: And sometimes, that ain't feel bad.

(gulp)

MARV: Sometimes.

(gulp)

(creak)

MARV:

(...)

"They shootin'!
-- Aw, made you look!
You a slave,
To a page,
In my rhyme book!"
- Nas, "Made You Look"

(...)

Anybody know what FCUK stand for?

I bought some of their hair stuff in Thailand once, it was aiight. (The Thai writing was cool too.)

But... what's the big deal?

Misspelling a swear word becomes a big hit?

I guess it does.

So, it's definitely more acceptable to wear FCUK in 4" x 8" inches on your chest than to curse "Fuck!" under your breath.

(Crazy. Is it just the noise? The familiarity? Isn't it one of those words that different people use in different ways? Where the ones who never use it seem to have a real hate-on for those who do that's not reciprocated?)

(Who cares?)

Do we know what the shirt's "not" saying? Do we care?

I'm sure some do... but not that many, not enough to complain much.

(...)

"(That's why we gonna be)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight;
(Say we gonna burn and loot)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight;
(One more thing)
Burnin' all pollution tonight;
(Oh, yeah, yeah)
Burnin' all illusion tonight."
- Bob Marley, "Burnin' and Lootin'"

(...)

Meet The Fockers.

Focked up fun little flick.

(Dustin Hoffman Focken rocks.)

The cut the scene where she said she wanted to be "Martha Focker".

That's the worst one.

But the rest...

No Fockers were messed with.

The Fockers had crazy back-up though: Dustin Hoffman. Robert DeNiro. Barbara Streisand. Ben Stiller.

Would you look at that.

Those Fockers.

Who knew?

(...)

"Bright light city gonna set my soul
Gonna set my soul on fire!
Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn,
So get those stakes up higher!
There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there
And they're all livin' devil may care
And I'm just the devil with love to spare
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas..."

- Elvis Presley, "Viva Las Vegas"
(words & music by Doc Pomus and Mort Shuman)