by Andy_S on Mon Oct 05, 2009 7:38 am
Yeeeeeeehaaaaaw! Hooooooaaahhhhh! Woo! Woo! Woo! Yeeeeeeeh baby! Yeeeehhhhh! Rufff! Rufff! Arrooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
(Andy_S whoops, barks and gesticulates wildly, punching the the air for about five minutes like a fratboy with at war with a firefly, then manages - with difficulty - to calmTFdown, after feeling a stroke coming on.)
Now THIS is what I call entertainment. I predict:
Lot's of cops saying what a damned hard nut Seagal is for a thespian, yessir;
Stressed police chiefs yelling down the phone: "Hold the damn SWAT! Seagal's on the way!"
Perps looking on in awe as our boy lays down the damn law;
A surprising influx of Triads, Drug Dealers and Gangstas for our man to deal with; oh, and
LOT'S of late night stops, hanging wid da cops, pimps and 'hos at the late-night hot dawg stand so our hero can fuel up for his next deadly confrontation.
In short, this will be the greatest use of the televisual medium in history - and I will chin any fuckwit who dares to claim otherwise.
It also raises great possibilities:
- Chuck deploying with Delta Force to defend America against those dayam Muslim guys in Uzbollockstan or wherever the hell we are fighting this week;
- Richard Dreyfuss going into the cage of S Africa to take on a Great White with a toothpick; and
- Stallone being parachuted into North Korea to mow down Kim Jong-il's army.
The golden age of TV is dawning, boys!
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Pies scoffed. Ales quaffed. Beds shat. Oiks irked. Chavs chinned. Thugs thumped. Sacks split. Arses goosed. Udders ogled. Canines consumed. Sheep shagged.Matrons outraged. Vicars enlightened. PM for rates.