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  • Less Interesting Movie Game

    The concept is simple: Take a movie title and make it sound a lot less interesting.

    Example: Instead of The Dark Knight Rises, you could say The Dark Knight Reads. Or, instead of Fight Club, you could say Heated Argument Club.

    Have at it.

  • #2
    We just pick whatever to use?

    Inception -> Incontinence

    (not only less interesting, but more accurate too)
    I met her, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and not even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this cow, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach her, and then another seven trying to keep her locked up because I realized that what was living behind that cow's eyes was purely and simply... evil.

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    • #3
      Saw . . . Butter Knife







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      • #4
        Originally posted by gwally View Post
        Saw . . . Butter Knife

        That was just lame.
        I like this one better:

        Nightmare on Elm Street . . . Bad Dream on Elm Street






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        • #5
          The Texas Chainsaw Kerfuffle
          I met her, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and not even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this cow, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach her, and then another seven trying to keep her locked up because I realized that what was living behind that cow's eyes was purely and simply... evil.

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          • #6
            The Catholic Priest Who Scares Demons Away

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            • #7
              Bruise Hard
              I met her, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and not even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this cow, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach her, and then another seven trying to keep her locked up because I realized that what was living behind that cow's eyes was purely and simply... evil.

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              • #8
                Body Hair Of The Christ

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                • #9
                  The Disagreement Horse
                  I met her, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and not even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this cow, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach her, and then another seven trying to keep her locked up because I realized that what was living behind that cow's eyes was purely and simply... evil.

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                  • #10
                    Some guy who Kills People...oh...wait..never mind

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                    • #11
                      The Bad Luck Friday Before The Weekend
                      I met her, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and not even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this cow, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach her, and then another seven trying to keep her locked up because I realized that what was living behind that cow's eyes was purely and simply... evil.

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                      • #12
                        Back Hair Of The Nerds

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                        • #13
                          Escape From Disneyland

                          (Escape From New York)
                          I met her, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and not even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this cow, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach her, and then another seven trying to keep her locked up because I realized that what was living behind that cow's eyes was purely and simply... evil.

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                          • #14
                            Escape From A Paper Bag

                            (Escape From LA)

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                            • #15
                              The Empire Files A Grievance

                              (Strikes Back)
                              I met her, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and not even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this cow, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach her, and then another seven trying to keep her locked up because I realized that what was living behind that cow's eyes was purely and simply... evil.

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