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ich habe meinen anwaaaaaalt bei mir...

ich habe meinen anwaaaaaalt bei mir...

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Sebastian Runge


Basic Mitglied, Rietberg

ich habe meinen anwaaaaaalt bei mir...

....da sich das so entwickelt hier mit den kommentaren wär ich dafür jeder haut seine favorite-zitate aus dem film raus...sollte es genügend von geben

Kommentare 31

  • Viki Hae 18. August 2005, 0:19

    "Wir waren kurz hinter Barstow, inmitten der Wüste, als die Drogen anfingen zu wirken.."

    weil damit fängt alles an :D echt geiler film, das bild hats getroffen.. :))

    lg viki
  • Marc Frydetzki 4. Juli 2005, 18:38

    ja sehr geil:)

    so guck ich auch immer wenn ich wieder mal durchs Fledermausland muss;)
  • Marc Frydetzki 4. Juli 2005, 18:38

    ja sehr geil:)

    so guck ich auch immer wenn ich wieder mal durchs Fledermausland muss;)
  • Iris-Sophie Bachner 26. Mai 2005, 14:20

    YEAH FEAR AND LOATHING IN LAS VEGAS!!!
    MEIN LIEBLINGSFILM!!!
    TOLL TOLL TOLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • Bojo Bostitsch 1. November 2004, 15:38

    "Sag ihnen sie sollen die Golfschuhe ausziehen!"

    Soll angeblich eine Fortsetzung geben. (demnächst)
    Passt echt gut. Seit ich diesen Film gesehen habe,bin ich auf der suche nach einem identischen mundstück für zigaretten...

    Gruss
    Bojo
  • Sebastian Runge 20. Oktober 2004, 11:23

    jo freitag hab ich freikarten fürs sonic! rockt
  • Sebastian Runge 29. September 2004, 16:44

    hehehe ihr seid cool
  • Ralf Fieger 28. September 2004, 18:14

    ..das ist der part um den's geht..

    ;)
  • Ralf Fieger 28. September 2004, 17:51

    meine lieblingsstelle:

    Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Has it been five years? Six? It seems like a lifetime -- the kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. But no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant.

    THERE WAS MADNESS IN ANY DIRECTION, AT ANY HOUR... YOU COULD STRIKE SPARKS ANYWHERE. THERE WAS A FANTASTIC UNIVERSAL SENSE THAT WHATEVER WE WERE DOING WAS RIGHT, THAT WE WERE WINNING. AND THAT, I THINK, WAS THE HANDLE -- THAT SENSE OF INEVITABLE VICTORY OVER THE FORCES OF OLD AND EVIL. NOT IN ANY MEAN OR MILITARY SENSE; WE DIDN'T NEED THAT. OUR ENERGY WOULD SIMPLY prevail. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave...

    So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look west, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high water mark -- that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.
  • Ralf Fieger 28. September 2004, 17:31

    Our trip was different. It was to be a classic affirmation of everything right and true in the national character; a gross, physical salute to the fantastic possibilities of life in this country. But only for those with true grit...

    ---

    Our room service tabs had been running somewhere between $29 and $36 per hour, for forty-eight consecutive hours. Incredible. How could it happen?

    ---

    If the Pigs were gathering in Vegas, I felt the Drug Culture should be represented as well... and there was a certain bent appeal in the notion of running a savage burn on one Las Vegas hotel and then just wheeling across town and checking into another. Me and a thousand ranking cops from all over America. Why not? Move confidently into their midst.

    ---

    My heart was filled with joy. I felt like a monster reincarnation of Horatio Alger... a man on the move... and just sick enough to be totally confident.


    (sorry, auf englisch kommts einfach geiler)
  • Le Sven 28. September 2004, 16:14

    kommt auf englisch besser ;) :

    We had two bags of grass, seventy- five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, a whole galaxy of multi- colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... Also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.
    The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.
  • Böses Munggi 28. September 2004, 15:33

    o_O
  • Sarah Tierchen 27. September 2004, 17:13

    jaha die fledermäuse ;D

    nettes bild ;)
  • Hannah Heescher 27. September 2004, 16:55

    ihr seid zu geil
    alle miteinander
  • Le Sven 27. September 2004, 16:55

    verdammte fledermäuse!

    schweine, fliegende! :D

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