For a whole year, our class had this walkover history teacher, and a dude in my class kept singing the intro to "Circle of Life" every time she tried to talk.
[QUOTE=Kalibos;22745516][url=http://www.boreandangry.com/2010/03/disneys-kimba-white-lion-king.html]although I really love this film, Disney totally ripped it off some Japanese guys[/url][/QUOTE]
That's what you get when you don't export your shit.
I used to cry everytime I heard the theme song as a kid. I dunno why, it was just touching to me.
scar is so gay.
[QUOTE=bud389;22743898]What?[/QUOTE]
[IMG]http://blogs.pcworld.com/gameon/images/disney_logo.jpg[/IMG]
[IMG]http://images.easyart.com/i/prints/rw/lg/1/3/Disney-Hakuna-Matata-135875.jpg[/IMG]
Gisnep, and the puma katana guys
Are you serious?
fuck you scar. fuck you.
[QUOTE=BCell;22708712]Disney should make more 2D classics like this. I can't believe they made two sequels to this. Well one of them are a prequel actually[/QUOTE]
I thought the 2nd one was meh and found 1/2 boring.
By god I miss this logo;
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8BYaTIWX1U[/media]
Simple, powerful, not like all that 3D shit these days. It tells you [i]magic[/i] is about to come on the screen. :3:
Scar was the cause of many sleepless nights for me as a child.
Really? I always thought he was quite tragic. Not really scary so much as despicable.
[QUOTE=BmB;22759000]Really? I always thought he was quite tragic. Not really scary so much as despicable.[/QUOTE]
You're right, but pretty much everything scared the living shit out of me as a kid, so my earlier post doesn't really count for much, I suppose.
I love the retarded hyena :buddy:
[QUOTE=BmB;22757849]By god I miss this logo;
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8BYaTIWX1U[/media]
Simple, powerful, not like all that 3D shit these days. It tells you [i]magic[/i] is about to come on the screen. :3:[/QUOTE]
I agree. Together with the copyright warning and all that bullshit it just built up to something awesome. And then it began and you never stopped looking at the screen.
a puma katana it means no worries for the rest of your daze.
HAKUNA MATATA
Get it right
[QUOTE=Itachi_Crow;22763205]HAKUNA MATATA
Get it right[/QUOTE]
was about to post that.
Fuck, it doesn't even sound like what they were posting.
[QUOTE=sami-pso;22755038]That's what you get when you don't export your shit.[/QUOTE]
Kimba was on TV in America in the 60s...
What I hear is that The Lion King was originally intended to be a remake, and early drawings of the movie showed a white Simba...
It is kind of an odd coincidence how they gave him those black edges on his ears... And how Scar looks exactly like Claw... And how they both have an annoying bird sidekick/friend... And how they both have dumb evil hyenas...
Whats the yellow/blonde tigers name? Simpa or something?
[QUOTE=Jimmyshimmy;22762027]I love the retarded hyena :buddy:[/QUOTE]
totally! im on your side buddy
[QUOTE=Shoupie;22758006]Scar was the cause of many sleepless nights for me as a child.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=BmB;22759000]Really? I always thought he was quite tragic. Not really scary so much as despicable.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Uberduck;22756893]scar is so gay.[/QUOTE]
The only instance I can recount of Scar leaving a fearful impression in me was when I viewed a picture of him, not too long ago I might add, in anthropomorphic form, juxtaposed with a bound and prostrate Simba. The nature of the picture in question was grotesquely pornographic, but not in the traditional sense. This instead, was an assault on my very innocence which had tarnished such childhood memories as [I]The Lion King.[/I] I never watched the movie since.
After reeling from the shock of viewing such content, I immediately went into a state of psychological disassociation, spending days in the bathroom secluding myself from society. Eventually, I emerged. However I had not forgotten about the image so quickly. The night-terrors that I had experienced finally dwindled down to the point that I could tolerate staring at a cat for more than two seconds without experiencing pangs of sexual violation.
Eventually, I went back onto my computer. The ethernet cable which had been placed firmly up my anus as a precautionary measure to keep all lines of internet connection broken was gently taken out and reinserted back into my computer. I went back online and even resumed browsing sites of particularly nefarious nature. One night, I started to peruse around Encyclopedia Dramatica. Featured on the main page was an article on Miley Cyrus. I clicked on it, had my lulz and mused to myself the awful careerist whore that she was. After a few minutes, I went to the Disney page and there at the bottom was a link to an article on [I]The Lion King.[/I] Instantly, my bad memories had resurfaced. Since the bottle of psychotropic drugs that I was prescribed had turned out empty, my psychosis immediately reappeared as a result. I went into a daze and eventually clicked on the link. There, the awful image that I had seen that fateful day had appeared once again, right before my eyes. However, instead of feeling dread, I was overcome by a rather passive morbid fascination coupled with an odd sexual desire. Slowly I could feel my hand reaching down my pants. Inhibition had been gone long since, and my erection had now reached its peak. Slowly, I began to fap, discarding all feelings of disgust that I would've otherwise had in exchange for a brief albeit intense sexual gratification.
I fapped. And I fapped. Until I couldn't fap no more. Once I'd finished, I began to stare at my computer screen blankly while slumped in my chair with my now flaccid penis, still bemused at what had just transpired. Finally, I regathered what had happened and I pulled my pants up.
I walked upstairs to take a shower. There I sat down in the tub, hunched over. The warm water was a welcome change to the hot-blooded yet paradoxically cold night. I hopped out and dried myself off. But even after such an eventful night, I had yet to completely exhaust all my remaining energy.
I decided to go back on my computer in the hopes of rekindling the former, unadulterated childhood memories that I once had of [I]The Lion King[/I]. I looked through the shitload of movies that I'd Torrented but hadn't come across it. Eventually, I settled for its sequel, [I]The Lion King 2: Simba's Pride.[/I] Some time now into the movie, I had come across the scene with Kovu and Kiara prancing about the jungle within the company of no one but each other, with an instrumental of "Love Will Find a Way" playing in the background. After a few minutes, I realized that this sequel did a horrible disservice to the name of the original [I]Lion King[/I] and a vacuousness had overcome me once again - especially after experiencing such a moral low just hours ago. I put the movie on pause and stared at the screen blankly for the second time that night - this time, for reasons of cinematic mediocrity rather than sexual depravity. After some time, I finally said to myself:
"This movie fucking sucks."
And then I went to bed. Lion King is srs bsns.
Well it sounds like you had a fuckin adventure
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Also I checked the ED page and didn't see what you're talking about. Unless it's the one at the top of the page, in which case I have to say you haven't seen ANYTHING
Just wait 'till you find pregfur.
[QUOTE=God's Pimp Hand;22768802]The only instance I can recount of Scar leaving a fearful impression in me was when I viewed a picture of him, not too long ago I might add, in anthropomorphic form, juxtaposed with a bound and prostrate Simba. The nature of the picture in question was grotesquely pornographic, but not in the traditional sense. This instead, was an assault on my very innocence which had tarnished such childhood memories as [I]The Lion King.[/I] I never watched the movie since.
After reeling from the shock of viewing such content, I immediately went into a state of psychological disassociation, spending days in the bathroom secluding myself from society. Eventually, I emerged. However I had not forgotten about the image so quickly. The night-terrors that I had experienced finally dwindled down to the point that I could tolerate staring at a cat for more than two seconds without experiencing pangs of sexual violation.
Eventually, I went back onto my computer. The ethernet cable which had been placed firmly up my anus as a precautionary measure to keep all lines of internet connection broken was gently taken out and reinserted back into my computer. I went back online and even resumed browsing sites of particularly nefarious nature. One night, I started to peruse around Encyclopedia Dramatica. Featured on the main page was an article on Miley Cyrus. I clicked on it, had my lulz and mused to myself the awful careerist whore that she was. After a few minutes, I went to the Disney page and there at the bottom was a link to an article on [I]The Lion King.[/I] Instantly, my bad memories had resurfaced. Since the bottle of psychotropic drugs that I was prescribed had turned out empty, my psychosis immediately reappeared as a result. I went into a daze and eventually clicked on the link. There, the awful image that I had seen that fateful day had appeared once again, right before my eyes. However, instead of feeling dread, I was overcome by a rather passive morbid fascination coupled with an odd sexual desire. Slowly I could feel my hand reaching down my pants. Inhibition had been gone long since, and my erection had now reached its peak. Slowly, I began to fap, discarding all feelings of disgust that I would've otherwise had in exchange for a brief albeit intense sexual gratification.
I fapped. And I fapped. Until I couldn't fap no more. Once I'd finished, I began to stare at my computer screen blankly while slumped in my chair with my now flaccid penis, still bemused at what had just transpired. Finally, I regathered what had happened and I pulled my pants up.
I walked upstairs to take a shower. There I sat down in the tub, hunched over. The warm water was a welcome change to the hot-blooded yet paradoxically cold night. I hopped out and dried myself off. But even after such an eventful night, I had yet to completely exhaust all my remaining energy.
I decided to go back on my computer in the hopes of rekindling the former, unadulterated childhood memories that I once had of [I]The Lion King[/I]. I looked through the shitload of movies that I'd Torrented but hadn't come across it. Eventually, I settled for its sequel, [I]The Lion King 2: Simba's Pride.[/I] Some time now into the movie, I had come across the scene with Kovu and Kiara prancing about the jungle within the company of no one but each other, with an instrumental of "Love Will Find a Way" playing in the background. After a few minutes, I realized that this sequel did a horrible disservice to the name of the original [I]Lion King[/I] and a vacuousness had overcome me once again - especially after experiencing such a moral low just hours ago. I put the movie on pause and stared at the screen blankly for the second time that night - this time, for reasons of cinematic mediocrity rather than sexual depravity. After some time, I finally said to myself:
"This movie fucking sucks."
And then I went to bed. Lion King is srs bsns.[/QUOTE]
Best post ever.
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Um, your writing is pretty good as well.
[QUOTE=Loofiloo;22769816]Well it sounds like you had a fuckin adventure
[editline]01:41AM[/editline]
Also I checked the ED page and didn't see what you're talking about. Unless it's the one at the top of the page, in which case I have to say you haven't seen ANYTHING[/QUOTE]
Oh God there's worse?
wow. u guys are making me forget the entire topic
The Snes game was the shit.
[QUOTE=kcluvsrootbeer;22766880]totally! im on your side buddy[/QUOTE]
Ed is one of the few characters not to have a Swahili name. Ed communicates entirely through crazed laughter and sports a permanent idiotic grin on his face. His eyes never seem to focus on anything properly, he has two round cuts on each ear and his tongue is almost always lolling out. In the Special Edition of The Lion King, character profiling reveals that Ed is not actually stupid; he "knows the score", but he cannot speak (it is never explained why he cannot speak). Jim Cummings recorded over four hours of different laughter clips for use with Ed's dialogue.
The man, Jim Cummings is a genius, he has voiced in every cartoon/animated movie ever made, he even does voice imitations for other actors when they cant.
[QUOTE=BmB;22708342]I was appalled to find they changed shit around since the original though.
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I agree, fucking shitty songs where they didn't belong and crap. I was like, excuse me? Where is my original Lion King? It was perfect the way it was.
Also: Scar was my favourite character, dunno why. I always seemed to like / sympathise with the baddies.
Related: I still LOVE the Lion King game I have for the sega mega, but, I don't have that bulky thing anymore, it had the disk bit to. But my parents made me get rid of it.
[QUOTE=Jimmyshimmy;22780741]The man, Jim Cummings is a genius, he has voiced in every cartoon/animated movie ever made, he even does voice imitations for other actors when they cant.[/QUOTE]
I'm particularly fond of his name.
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