Monster Zero x SciFi Japan - Archive Only

Seeing as how alot of the fandom was built upon school yard discussions about whether Godzilla could beat Ultraman ect...these boys subsequently maturing and seeking technical information on the films they love as they mature...it seems that this is something that does deserve a place in the fandom and on the boards...

Oh, and remember, all members of this forum arent the mature adults that alot of us claim to be, as such, I think it's perfectly acceptable that for the very least, we allow a place where some of the younger members of the community can discuss some of these things without being hounded by all the serious nuts who claim that these movies are sacred texts from which no fun can be had whatesoever.

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THAT'S a little bit more like it, Mac! Lighten up, yo!

Wow. I just took an ambein and right now I think the most useless fight would be between Phylis Diller and a Cape Buffalo. Those Buffalos are KILLERS and by no stretch of the imagination Phylis Diller's KILLERS. They're marauding bastards. They kill over like 200 people a year in Africa They would basically have their way with your limp and inert body about 4 seconds in. If you witnessed the carnage with a group or hunting party or whatever, you'd be taxed out trying to repress your gag reflex. If the others saw you puke, they'd very quickly cease listening to any of your opinions and ramblings on the rather visceral matter, simply because your disheveled appearance and vomit torn squinty little teary eyes would negate you as a liability to the group. So piss off. Sorry. No one wants to hear the little sissy speak of the tragedy that befell Phylis as you're obviously puffing yourself up in hopes of regaining stature with the already spent party. I'd say that you'd just have one hell of a time keeping up with them as they'd try to ditch you, the Cape Buffalo, and the really strange guttural sounds kinda bubbling out of Ms. Diller's pie hole as she lay broken and quivering like her career ("Holy MOSES", she thought before the darkness took her, "...my career ends here... in the mud and hoof tracks and Buffalo poop once flung fiercely into the wind, driven out from his bowels in the thrill of battle..."). ALL punctuated by her simple yellow sundress fluttering about under those Serengeti winds. Those 5 and dime dresses. Those kinds worn by the preoccupied older-stock of grim ladies that most surely enjoy the psychological torture that comes with the attempt to cage the inner whisper that strokes their ego enough so to try to pull off wearing (Yet AGAIN on a Sunday) that cheap fabricated potato sack RIGHT back on down to America's very own: Big K Mart.

Somewhere... a hyena cackles over and past the ridge trudged upon by the somewhat calmer yet super-high-strung Hero of this moral tale, our brother in blood, Cape the F%^# Buffalo...the memory of the triumph already growing dimmer behind his pure eyes. He possess no frontal lobe to speak of, see??

The Hyena's cubs respond in whimpers to their mother's jack-assery and chortles because they are hungry... but nay, not for long...

...not for long....

Anybody else get strange side effects when they take this pill for sleep?? My Uncle once said that he thought he heard a shower head talking to him while waiting for the sleep effects of Ambein. An altercation ensued, and a very tongue in cheek one at that.

Matango vs. The Cow from Kung Pow: Enter The Fist!

What about one of those tiny Hedora tadpoles fighting an elephant trunk maggot from Gamera vs Jiger?