Farkin' Links Vol. 174 1/5

Well, it's been a while. Because Vicky demanded it, I'm back with the links that she won't read! I hope you all had a nice holidays, and by saying I hope, I don't really...nevermind. One of my New Year's resolutions is to not go to Vegas anymore on New Years. Hanging out with friends was fun, but it's far too expensive. With the roads being totally packed since they close down the strip, it's also completely impossible to get anywhere. This is the last time I'm forced to walk the entire strip in the bitter cold just to get back to my freakin' hotel room.

I watched Munich last night, and I have to say I wasn't particularly impressed. The movie is "inspired by real events," much like Balto was based on a true story of talking cartoon dogs. The plot revolves around a group of assassins formed by Israel to take out the members of Black September who took Israel's Olympic team hostage and murdered them. Whoops, I just ruined it for Tristan...I might as well ruin King Kong too...the big ape falls off the Empire State Building. If it stuck mostly to that, I probably would have enjoyed it more. Instead, we get all the silly grade school arguments against the conflict today. "Oh, we're just creating more terrorists! We need to be better than they are! Bushitler is destroying the country!" Well, maybe not that last one, but there's enough ridiculous commentary and moral relativism going on that I felt the need to go get a coke several times. It's a well made movie and the acting is top notch. Eric Bana as the team leader performs well as an average man forced into extraodinary circumstances. The new James Bond, Daniel Craig, is a stand out character who manages to steal most of the scenes he's in as the cold blooded mercenary of the group. That being said, I wouldn't watch it again. It was far too long and rather depressing; unlike Speilberg's Schindler's List or Saving Private Ryan, you come out of the theater in a defeatist mode. I'll give it a 7.5...or in Tristan grading, B-.

We can't all be heroes because somebody has to sit on the curb and clap as they go by.
--Will Rogers

I figure we should start this off with a bang...here is the craziest, most disturbing "Japanese people are crazy" link I've ever linked. Considering some of the past ones, public urination and such, that's quite a statement. Well...this one involves a chick and several pigs and...it's just sick and wrong.

For the "silly ebay auction of the day", we have a pro basketball player's warm-ups. Not interested? How about if I tell you it's Manute Bol's? I imagine Jon's already put in a bid.

Jeez...is this deer deaf, or did he pull a Remo Williams and dodge bullets?

Well, that was helpful. I really had no idea what was going on in that annoying Fall Out Boy song until I watched this brilliant interpretation.

If you're inspired by the amazing skill of this previous link...try making your own flip book! I used to do this in Jr. High, until my teacher confiscated them. Some excuse about inappropriate material...

Damn...Getting breast implants seems like a poor reason to murder your husband. What are the odds he was going to tell her no to that request? I sure as hell wouldn't have.

Blame Canada for stupidity in this link. Who really cares how healthy homeless people are, anyways? Shouldn't our goal be to encourage them to die off? Hehe...I wonder how many people I just pissed off with this.

Yet another reason to hate the French...a bakery for dogs. Hey Fido, take your Alpo and like it! You're a f*cking dog!

Hehe...here's a cool list we can all use the next time we go out to a club.

I guess you really can find anything on the internet. I only wish I could hire these chicks to clean my house...it's quite dirty.

In case you didn't think our scientists were wasting enough money on idiotic research projects, check this one out. According to these fellas, soccer is the most exciting sport in the world. I guess it must be true what with all the science involved; I must just fall asleep watching these games due to them tuckering me out emotionally from all the exciting passing and non scoring.