I think I might x-post this as its own thread, because it's a really fun game, but I got this email from a friend:
So I just watched Bourne Supremacy and Brian Cox has to deliver this line at one point: "You're walking into a big puddle of shit, Pamela, and you don't have the shoes for it."
Mr. Cox, a true master of the craft, delivers the line with aplomb and it even almost makes sense.
Anyway, I thought it was pretty funny and my brother and me came up with a few variations. Thought y'all might wanna play at that game as well. Here're a couple of ours to start the ball rolling:
"You're making snowballs out of shit, Pamela, and you don't have the gloves for it."
"You've been invited to a formal gala of shit, Pamela, and you don't have the gown for it."
etc...
-danny
Here are some greatest hits from our little gang of pals:
You're making a red velvet cake of shit, Pamela, and you don't have the recipe for it.
You're doing a performance art piece of shit, Pamela, and you don't have the chocolate syrup for it.
You're a contestant on a Japanese game show of shit, Pamela, and you don't have the shit for it.
You're lifting a barbell of shit, Pamela, but you don't have the deltoids for it.
You're casting Quivering Palm on a beholder of shit, Pamela, but you don't have the manna for it.
You're wearing a dress of shit from college, Pamela, and you don't have the figure for it.
You're downloading scatalogical porn, Pamela, and you don't have the bandwidth for it.
You're tatting an intricate pattern of shit, Sheila, and you don't have the lace for it.
You're writing a blog of shit, Pamela, and you don't have the boring life for it.