...right now I want NOTHING more than to go watch "XXX" again. And this time, I'm bringing my vibrator. GODS. Ok, this is just me drooling over fast cars and goth-punk clubs and huge explosions and expensive clothing and big guns and sharp knives and much bad-ass-ness and a man who I'd SO love to fuck. Not 'do', not make love to, not date, not anything but the sort of fuck that breaks windows, puts dents into walls, and utterly destroys not only the bed but the table, four chairs, the sofa, and one wall of the shower, too. THAT kind of fuck. Yow.

If you like action movies, like James Bond or other 'spy' movies, and are a fan of heavy metal, techno, punk rock, pretty shiny nifty guns, motorcycles, hot cars, snowboarding, mass destruction, good chase scenes, snappy lines, random abrupt painful death, murder of millions, world hanging in the balance, sex, drugs, and rocks that roll... *GRIN* ...yeah.

Watch this movie.

And bring a vibrator if you can.

It's SO worth it.

*grins* Four orgasms while watching, another one in the car afterward just from thinking back over it. And THAT was without me even touching m'self.

I so want to watch it again.

And like I said, this time with something battery-powered handy. *purrrrrrr* DAMN that movie kicked ass.