It's OK. Quite funny in parts, to my mind. Very American Pie, fairly run of the mill American teen comedy. But if you don't expect too much of it on any other levels, you should enjoy it. Of no worth, but quite chucklesome.
I found it to be very pleased with its own comedy. Most of what seemed to be its 'big' jokes were not terribly funny.
Not awful, but disappointing. Still, what did I expect, I mean I'm not fourteen anymore.
American Pie without the schmaltzy sentimental crap. It's passable, and funny in places, but nothing special. Wait until it's on TV.
I'm 15 and I believe that you will not get me to watch that adolescent schmuck unless you tie into a chair and pin my eyelids open.
I'll probably watch it at a sleep over in just over a years time...
I am 19, but I liked it. But I do have the maturity of a 4 year old.
Which is good.
4 year olds never use the word maturity
what uni do you go to? My sites are set on Westminster- yes I am a bit boring thinking about that sort of stuff, but it's half term!
Just realised that sounded like I was trying to find out where you live so I can come and stalk you in some perverted weird surreal way.
But no, just showing an interest.
Southampton
American Pie was Porkys with a feelgood ending. Which is a total waste of celluloid.
>American Pie was Porkys with a feelgood ending. Which is a total waste of celluloid.
I bet the audience *felt good* when it *ended*! And then ate some pork pies. In America.
Are you doing Media Jake?
You must be, or drama or something like that.
I'm going to stay unemployed until I am 33, occasionally contributing to the site, scrounging off of the state.
Well, that's the game plan.
You'll learn...
That is way too cryptic for Thursday morning
I surmise that Jon was inferring that many of us may have felt like that at about fifteen. It's just that later on in life you feel a little bit cheated at having to pay your hard earned tax-pound to support people who don't WANT to work.
That's right, Sam. And they spend it all on drugs, as well. And exams are easier nowadays.
>Are you doing Media Jake?
>You must be, or drama or something like that.
Maths.
Maths is hard.
You must be very bright.
I'm being serious now.
And Drama isn't?
I think we have a few Drama and Media grads around here, who'll be very hurt by the implications of what you just said...
I did science and philosphy, myself.
NO, drama must be hard too, but have you seen a maths paper?
I am an English Language and Linguistics graduate. If I saw a degree level maths paper I would not understand, but by that token I suppose my maths-graduate friends would be equally flummoxed by a degree-level English paper.
I think I had a point to make when I started this post, but bugger me if I can remember what it is.
She is right, I am a genius. Sort of. Even though Oxford rejected me, then pointed at me and laughed in my crying face. The threw smelly poo at me. Oxford is evil, I am being serious now.
I was rejected outright by Durham, despite the fact that my predicted A-level grades were really high (and, as it turned out, hopelessly optimistic).
For this reason, it is my opinion that Durham University is run by cunts.
I didn't even want to go there anyway, but still.
I know someone at Durham who fucked up his Cambridge interview.
When the interviewer commented that he looks different to his photo, my friend decided he must comment "yes, I've had my hair cut, and the top of my head isn't cut off in real life". Nice. True story folks.
And yes, were I presented with an English degree paper, I would probably just scribble on it in crayon. I can barely talk, let alone read.
Come join me at fun Bournemouth University, where the lack of Channel 5 means that my weekly masturbation total is down by 50%. I live with a person who has never seen the channel. Poor guy. He's a twat.
This does seem to have developed into a uni strand, but then maybe that's fate. You see, in Road Trip, they are a uni, y'see? Hmm? Aaah.
No, not Aaah. Mainly cos I don't have a clue what your talking about. Nor do I care. In fact, just ignore this message. Which you probably have already. So never mind (and I don't mean the Nirvana album, aaah.....
P.S. I know I didn't end that brackets so here it is:
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P.P.S. It's late and I'm bored, so ignore these ramblings. Blah, balh-de-blah, de blah...
Uni sounds like an awful lot of fun, but to be honest I am scared that you are all like that in real life.
And if it's anything like Road Trip, I'm going on the dole.
"I live with a person who has never seen the channel. Poor guy. He's a twat."
You mean he's never seen C5, or he's never seen the English Channel?
If the latter, that's quite an achievement for someone who lives in Bournemouth. Congratulate him.
"I know someone at Durham who fucked up his Cambridge interview.
When the interviewer commented that he looks different to his photo, my friend decided he must comment "yes, I've had my hair cut, and the top of my head isn't cut off in real life"."
I don't think they failed him for that.
"You mean he's never seen C5, or he's never seen the English Channel?"
Proably both. Twat.
He doesn't actually live in Bournmouth - just somewhere else without C5 - southhampton or something - to be honest i don't really talk to him.
I'm on Southampton, and I can get Channel 5, so it's apparently not that either. Try again.
And no, my mate failed to get into Cambridge because he is intensely lazy. If you can be so.
I'm on Southampton, and I can get Channel 5, so it's apparently not that either. Try again.
And no, my mate failed to get into Cambridge because he is intensely lazy. If you can be so.