Sly
Posted on | May 26, 2009 | 7 Comments
As part of a captive audience at Disneyland Paris, we had limited choice when it came to eating. This limitation is what found me dining in Planet Hollywood.
I’d never eaten in Planet Hollywood before but was relatively sure of what to expect. Mediocre food and loads of movie tat on the walls I thought and that was, pretty much, the way it panned out.
I hadn’t, however, expected to see a customer pointing out, to a waiter, something on the floor, only to have the waiter chase said ‘something’ and capture it in a glass. I’m not certain what it was as the waiter, for the benefit of the diners, popped a small bag over the glass to obscure its contents before carrying it into the kitchen. There are so many things wrong there that it’s hard to know where to begin.
I also hadn’t expected the movie tat to be quite so extensive that I would have to sit and eat my uninspiring burger under this:
The picture was taken from my seat. You try eating a burger as a, mostly naked, Sylvester Stallone stares down at you from above. It’s more than a little disconcerting, I can tell you.
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Gerry Hayes
I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.
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That photograph is making me sick in my head and my belly. Why does he have to be naked… or even there?
Excellent questions, all. I’m not the man to answer them, though. I’m even more confused that you – I saw it first hand. It’s life-size, for Christ’s sake!
I wouldn’t want to see the real Sly let alone this phoney-orange-perplexed-stuck-in-a-state-of-naked-awareness-Sly. My stomach still heaves. I need to hide behind something.
Not impressed by his imposing manliness, then? I guess you’re an Arnie woman.
Is that what manliness is? I’d prefer a carrot in the dark to that orange thing.
WTF? I am sooo sorry that you had to endure such a hardship! Stalone has never been one to hold-back on the manly-man, ball-scratchin’ thing; yet what ellse can we expect from a right-wing, war-mongering, money-minded B-actor? We get what we pay for: white-bread food, roaches, and waxy, naked short guys with a chip on their shoulder. Yaaaay for America spreading the most most embarassing elements of it ‘culture’! =D
Tiny: Ermmm… Thanks?