guess who this is

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Nik

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it's definitely sean connery. i forgot he was mr. universe back in like 1950 before he did 'darby o'gill and the little people'.

Yep. It's like HEY GUYS LOOK AT THIS PAINTING OF THE MONA LISA AND GUESS IF ITS A DUDE OR A CHICK.

welcome to the internet, OP
 

SKORPI0

Lifer
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it's definitely sean connery. i forgot he was mr. universe back in like 1950 before he did 'darby o'gill and the little people'.

He wasn't Mr. Universe, he was 3rd place.

Sean Connery wiki"

He also took up bodybuilding as a hobby. While his official website claims he was third in the 1950 Mr. Universe contest, most sources place him in the 1953 competition, either third in the Junior class[11] or failing to place in the Tall Man classification.[12]
related tribute video.... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KQYp8xJ4kpo
 

shortylickens

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The fucking man, thats who he is.

"If your women wont shut up and is always in your face, its OK to give her a little smack across the mouth".
 

UberNeuman

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"Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into her side, Chief. We was comin' back from the island of Tinian to Leyte. We'd just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes.

Didn't see Samuel L. Jackson for about a half-hour. A Black Man - 6-footer. You know how you know that in the water, Chief? You can tell by lookin' from the fro to the feet. What we didn't know, was that our bomb mission was so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn't even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, Chief, Samuel L. Jackson come cruisin' by, so we formed ourselves into tight groups. It was sorta like you see in the calendars, you know the infantry squares in the old calendars like the Battle of Waterloo and the idea was that Samuel L. Jackson come to the nearest man, that man he starts poundin' and hollerin' and sometimes that Bad Motherfucker he go away... but sometimes he wouldn't go away.

Sometimes he looks right at ya. Right into your eyes. And the thing about Samuel L. Jackson is he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, he doesn't even seem to be livin'... 'til he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'. The ocean turns red, and despite all your poundin' and your hollerin 'Samuel L. Jackson comes in and... and rips you to pieces.

You know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men. I don't know how many Samuel L. Jacksons there were, maybe a thousand. I do know how many men, they averaged six an hour. Thursday mornin', Chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player. Boson's mate. I thought he was asleep. I reached over to wake him up. He bobbed up, down in the water, he was like a kinda top. Upended. Well, he'd been bitten in half below the waist.

At noon on the fifth day, a Lockheed Ventura swung in low and he spotted us, a young pilot, lot younger than Mr. Hooper here, anyway he spotted us and a few hours later a big ol' fat PBY come down and started to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened. Waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went into the water. 316 men come out, Samuel L. Jackson took the rest, June the 29th, 1945.

Anyway, we delivered the bomb."
 
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