ESCAPE FROM NEW YORK

ESCAPE FROM NEW YORK
yup. one of the big deals about the Sunday Drive is that it saves me time... thereby providing higher quality through faster content. if that makes sense. anyhow, ahem. so, who remembers this fabulously classic shit-flavored cult-movie-gone-classic from John Carpenter? heh. when this came out, I boffed my ex-fiance' "Manya" (not her real name), in the back of a pick-up truck at a Drive-In Movie. Yipee. we're divorced now;
no doubt, 'cause of that. fuck it. scroll on down...
... for an eyeball-full of "Escape From New York"...
click to enlarge any image including Adrienne Barbeau's Tits. yup.


future radar. very realistic. yup.

Meat Snake Plissken. that's the correct spelling, too.


here's Ernest Borgnine, in a scene with Adrienne Barbeau's Tits.


who remembers this classic pimp-mobile,
owned by the Duke of New York?


here's Snake, with some dude, and a set of Tits.


oh, hey! Here's the Duke, Booooo-Yeaaahhh!


yup. and, he's pissed. at these Tits.


old Pencil-Head, here, doesn't have any Tits.


neither does the President.


but, he does have make-up.


yup. scroll to the old side bar, if you like, and put a ballot on the new "Word Association" Poll... oh, and you can't vote here, 'cause if you click on the Poll, you'll get a page full 'O' Tits. yup.

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