Out of my favor with women, I bought a Wen Bixia; out of admiration for springiness, I bought a Michael Jordan; out of my desire for muscles, I chose Stallone for the last one.
At that time, I just gave up my arcade addiction, which to me was like a drug.
The reason I was able to quit was because at that time I started watching VCD at home.
Except for "First Blood" and a few cartoons, I can hardly remember what I watched back then. I just remember that the Northeast fat guy who rents the disc is always very polite, gentle, and cautiously bowing his head to me.
Tell me : Let's clear the owed account first... I often tell people that my heavy taste was nurtured by Uncle Shi's R-rated film at that time.
Once, after a fight with a child, I pointed to a person's nose and said, "It was he who made me shed the first blood!"
The female class teacher who taught mathematics was taken aback, then glared at my enemy and sternly questioned: "! you just hit people in the head yet,"
the enemy trembling legs, said: "we just did not play ah ...... hold together, then another hard was it ......"
"are nonsense mom said he did not play ! Come
here with my mother..." Delete two hundred words here.
It can be seen that I have been poisoned by Uncle Shi incorrigible.
Back then, I felt very strenuous to move a small desk, so at that time I thought that a mature man, a steel-like muscle is essential. At the time, I did not realize that every hunk behind Have had a experience of being abused:
When Sylvester Stallone was 15 years old, Sylvester Stallone participated in a church dance event organized by neighbors. Suddenly, a big man walked up to him and said viciously:'When you count to three, I will smash your face.' ...On that stormy night, Xiao Shi knelt down at the door of his house, and the rain kept hitting him. The bright lightning in the sky drew out the dark night. A flying saucer was faint. Driving past... Xiao Shi looked up at the sky at a forty-five degrees and shouted: I want to be the best man in the world! I want to smash your eggs! (Thanks to Baidu Encyclopedia) A future muscular man was born that night.
So far, my body is dominated by pork belly because of my lack of such a painful experience.
If one day a shameless bastard smashed my waterproof, fire-proof, anti-theft, anti-radiation and side-leakage resin ultra-thin double-layered sexy glasses... No, that's not enough. I also need to crook the bridge of my nose and swell my eyes.
In this case, I believe I will quickly turn the fat into muscles and carry control knives with me like Jason Statham.
I also believe that I will not let this happen.
Please forgive me for my nonsense.
Now I find that this is no longer an era where muscles speak. You can point to Uncle Shi like Brother Guan in "Red Cliff" and say: You are out of date!
What a tragedy.
Twenty years ago, you could use your muscles to run wild in the market. Girls would use the size of your muscles to measure the level of security they can get.
Now you will find that even if you lift your biceps to the height of your cock's erection, the girl will eventually follow a wretched guy with a toad mouth, legs, and a lard belly. why? Because the wretched man's father is the city finance director, and his uncle is a large real estate business. This is the charm that really fascinates the girls.
Megan Fox in "Transformers" said "I guess I just have a weakness for hot guys, for tight abs and big arms."
But she played an immature high school girl. And Shia LaBeouf, who became her boyfriend in the end, was not a big muscular man, but he was so much stronger than a muscular man, he went to the aliens.
This is a normal thing. As a man, a wealthy man can have thick gas and muscles, so he can only have a thicker lung capacity.
This world is like this, men change the world, women change men's worldview.
Why is "The Expendables" retro?
It is because it makes the muscle man the master.
Uncle Shi took a group of old hunks to give some comfort to some men who only have muscles but no money in the initial stage of our materialistic socialism, and prove that muscles are useful.
Although the plot is so pale and the storytelling method is so simple, I still love it. Because these are not important.
All we want is blood flying, full of adrenaline.
The last sentence from the bottom of my heart: Brother Jie, you are very irresponsible for being beaten like this.
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A poem given by Jason Statham to Mickey Locke:
I once knew a man called Tool
To me was the epitome of cool
He was good with a knife
Bad with a wife
But to think he could beat me
Dreaming he' d defeat me
Cool Tool
You gotta be a fool
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