Badabing þarf mikið af bleiku.

Nákvæmlega það sem ég var að hugsa!!!

Great design!

In the previous picture you looked like Humphrey Bogart's girlfriend. Now it looks like you are going out with an 80's guy -- the U2 type dressed in a leather jacket.

Would it be possible to provide a short movie of anna-punktur-is knitting as a price for getting into the movie hall of fame?

Apparently, Badabing needs a spell checker feature so the idiots posting there don't embarrass Toti when he goes out drinking with his friends from the Progressive Party.

Djö! Ég þoli ekki U2 týpuna og hef aldrei gert. Ef þú hefur rétt fyrir þér er þetta gjörsamlega vonlaus mynd.

Þetta með vídeóið. Það yrði þá spennu/hryllings mynd með óvæntum endi. Hefurðu sterk bein?

badabing.is fær ekki spell check. Síðan er nú þegar með lúxus fítus sem býður upp á IP banning. Tóti verður að nota gegn þeim sem stafsetja verst.

Ég er hinsvegar 80's barn og kem aldrei til með að þræta fyrir það... -vissi bara ekki að ég liti ennþá út fyrir að vera 80's enda löngu búin að parkera grifflunum og pífupilsunum.

Myndin er flott. Ég var bara að stríða ykkur.

Mjög sterk bein, aldrei brotið eitt einasta. Tilbúinn fyrir óvæntan endi.

En væri ekki betra að gera þetta að kómedíu a la Christopher Guest. Organistinn hefur verið að gera heimavinnuna sína áður en hann fer á A Mighty Wind. Fór yfir This is Spinal Tap, Waiting for Guffman og Best in Show. Allar hvor annari betri og tilvaldar til aðlögunar að íslenskum markaði. Hugsanlegur titill: "Prjónað fyrir Þórarinn Þórarinsson blaðamann".

Ég er byrjuð á handritinu.

ACT ONE

SCENE ONE

(A black car crashes into Kjörgarður breaking a window and setting off an alarm. Out of the wehicle steps a woman dressed in green jogging pants and orange cotton T-shirt. She has a towel wrapped around her head. As she rushes towards the enterance of the building, with fresh pop corn in her tracks, a tall man wearing a flannel shirt taps on her shoulder)

FLANNEL SHIRT MAN:

You can't park there

(The woman glances at the man briefly and decides to ignore him. She disappears into the building)

CUT TO:

The woman enters a store called Storkurinn, a local knitting store, and heads to the clerk

WOMAN:
Ég þarf að kaupa eitthvað prjónadót.

CLERK:
Do you speak english?

WOMAN:

Of course I speak english. I am the youngest Icelander to pass the Michigan drivers test.

CLERK:

and with flying colors I bet!

WOMAN:

You got it! Now.. I need som knitting needles...

CLERK:

What for? Poking out eyes or something more constructive? They come in various sizes for different purposes. This one here (REACHES BEHIND HER) is great for a surprize castration, but that other one (POINTS AT A HUGE MODEL CURRENTLY USED AS A COATHANGER) can't be used for anyting. It was left here by TC, when he took up his new ID.

So, what will it be?

WOMAN:

I don't want those metal ones, they are too noisy. I like the silence and the darkness. Who the hell is TC?

CLERK:

TC is my father in law. His name is.. err.. was Thomas Chase but he went into that whole rapp scene and calls himself B. Chain now. He's very successful in Florida, especially among the elderly, ever heard of her? Changed his gender too.. err.. her gender... ah you know...

WOMAN:

And your wife's family is ok with this? -Oh, and do you have those surprize castration thingies in lightweight plastic?

CLERC:

Sure do! These are my favorite models, come with lifetime guarantee (LOWERS HER VOICE) but the lifetime is only 2 days - how long are you going to use them for, dear?

WOMAN:

Dunno. I have not done this in years, but I have read the book!

SUDDENLY TIRES ARE HEARD SKIDDING OUTSIDE. RED THUNDERBIRD COMES TO A SUDDEN HALT JUST BEFORE HE HITS AN ELDERLY LADY WALKING HER DOBERMAN. THE CLERK FAINTS.

WOMAN WALKING DOBERMAN:

Christ! Watch where you're driving!

STARTS PETTING HER DOG.
OUT OF THE THUNDERBIRD STEPS AN OLD LADY AND FIXES HER WHITE HAIR.

OLD LADY:

'm sorry doll. Just got a new grandkid and gotta get me some knitting gear for makin' 'im somethin' nice.
What a cute little kitten you got there.

AS THE OLD WOMAN APPROACHES THE DOG TO PET IT, IT TAKES A STEP BACKWARDS

WOMAN WALKING DOBERMAN:

Get away from him! [to the dog] It's allright precious, it's allright.

OLD WOMAN:

What a nifty name for a kitten.

AS THE OLD LADY MAKES HER WAY INTO THE BUILDING THE THUNDERBIRD BACKFIRES MAKING A VERY LOUD NOISE. THE DOG FALLS TO THE GROUND.

CUT TO:

THE CLERK COMES OUT OF HER/HIS? COMA AND STAGGERS TO THE NEAREST CHAIR

WOMAN: [to the clerk]

Your customer?

CLERK:

Unfortunately, yes. The woman is a loose canon.

Þetta er á réttri leið. Vantar bara meira klám ofbeldi og sora, þá slær handritið pottþétt í gegn. Er því miður tímabundinn eins og er, þarf að leysa síðustu setningu Fermat fyrir kvöldmat.