"You take the red pill, you stay in Wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes. You take the red pill, you stay in Wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes."
WARING DO NOT ENTER
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Leave food (pizza) and drinks (pizza) at the door after knocking
Own a ristorante for home defense, since that's what il Papa intended. Four mafiosos break into my house. "Che diavolo?" As I grab my toque blanche and mattarello. Blow a pepperoni sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot. Draw my calzone on the second man, miss him entirely because it's a cheese calzone and burn the neighbors dog. I have to resort to the oven mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with New York-style, "Addio sciocchi" the pizzas shred two men in the blast, the heat and extra stuffed crust set off car alarms. Fix some pasta and charge the last terrified bambino. He bleeds out waiting on the polizia to arrive since penne pasta wounds are impossible to stitch up. Just as il Papa intended.
You know this reminds of this one time I was walking home from bagpipe practice and I turned down a narrow alleyway and came across this weird distortion in the space in front of me.
Naturally I touched it.
Suddenly I was in the center of a bustling medieval town. At the moment I knew: I had been summoned to a fantasy world as a hero to save the kingdom. Clearly an unexceptional fellow such as myself was perfect for the task.
Before I could wander the town and seek my fortune a lovely maiden approached me.
“You seem to be a gentleman who has achieved mediocrity. Could you, perhaps, help me carry these baskets up to the palace?” She spoke in a voice like honey. I of course could not turn down such a fair and voluptuous specimen in her time of need, so I complied and carried her cargo up the palace steps.
As I delivered her items a seedy looking chap at the palace gates solicited me. “Oh, this is dreadfully urgent business! You seem an average bloke. Have you any experience in the field of cooking?” I replied that I was a decent enough chef and he grabbed me by the hand and dragged me to the kitchens. He informed me the royal chef had quit that afternoon and the king had not received his afternoon pasta.
I protested that I had never served food to royalty before but he beckoned to proceed regardless. I began to panic and knocked pots and pans left and right. I had never made pasta from scratch before!
“Do it or face the executioner!!” The seedy man bellowed.
After nearly an hour of frenzied work I had a dish that would hopefully be presentable to His Majesty. I swiftly brought a large plate out to the Great Hall where the king sat awaiting his meal. I watched nervously as he wrapped the noodles around his fork and took a large bite.
Suddenly he gasped and went into convulsions! He writhed around on the floor while his skin dried up like a raisin and then he crumbled into dust on the floor. Only then did I realize my fatal mistake.
“You fool!” The seedy man yelled. “How could you have forgotten the most important part of spaghetti?!”
The entire royal guard burst through the doors with a unified warcry: “YOU FORGOT THE SAUCE!”
Bob (ニコバン, Nikoban?) is a lazy cat villager who has appeared in every game of the Animal Crossing series. His name is most likely based off the bobcat. His initial phrase, "pthhhpth," may be a reference to the sound a cat makes when coughing up a hairball (this is further supported by the information on the e-Reader card which indicates he tends to spit often while speaking). His picture phrase in New Leaf is a feline spin on the Axis occupation of Greece and Yugoslavia. Furthermore, the German invasion of the Soviet Union and the Japanese Attack on Pearl Harbor forced Mussolini to send an Italian army in Russia and declare war on the United States. Mussolini was aware that Italy, whose resources were reduced by the campaigns of the 1930s, was not ready for a long conflict against three superpowers but opted to remain in the conflict to not abandon the fascist imperial ambitions. In 1943, Italy suffered major disasters: by February the Red Army had completely destroyed the Italian Army in Russia and in May the Axis collapsed in North Africa despite previous Italian resistance at the second battle of El Alamein. On 9 July the Allies invaded Sicily and by the 16th it became clear the German summer offensive in the USSR had failed. As a consequence, early on 25 July, the Grand Council of Fascism passed a motion of no confidence in Mussolini; later that day the King dismissed him as head of government and had him placed in custody, appointing Pietro Badoglio to succeed him as Prime Minister.
Clockman is a very entertaining, densely layered, just-short-of-fabulous melodrama. An enthralling morality tale in which the mortality rate escalates in tandem with the tensions generated by its riveting narrative. The film elapses in a strange way, with the first 60% of the film feeling like an extended introduction with lots of exposition, leaving the last 40% as its conclusion. This crime thriller is a profane, blood-drenched joy to watch. It's very violent, but very, very good. The dialogue crackles wittily and obscenely, and the set-pieces are superbly staged.The shocking violence is well-placed. The action scenes are always comprehensible -- no jump cut cheats here -- and the suspense will make you fidget in your seat. If you like Animal Crossing, or if you just like thrillers, you'll have a good time.
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