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On their last day of high school seven gorgeou girls have slumber party to celebrate their going away to college.
Across town, a maniacal chef goes on a killing spree. Can their gym coach (Debbie Rochon) come to the rescue of the bikini
clad group? No, but when Chef Death (Rob Cosgrove) shows up at the party, hilarity ensues and the blood bath begins."Bikini
Bloodbath is just pure brainless fun, and I laughed until I came." - Felix Vasquez Jr., FILM THREAT
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Red Sox Nation(tm) rejoiced as its beloved team reached the World
Series(r) in dramatic fashion, having just overcome a three-games-to-one
deficit in the ALCS(tm) by outscoring the Cleveland Indians(r) 30-5 in
the final three contests. There they met the sizzling Colorado
Rockies(r)-victors in 21 of their last 22 games and just the second team
ever to win their first seven in the postseason. But while both teams
came into the World Series on fire, only one continued that torrid pace.
The Red Sox briskly swept the Rockies aside to capture their second
title of the decade and their second straight Fall Classic(tm) sweep.
It's all here. The power of Big Papi, Manny and Kevin Youkilis. The
emergence of young stars Jacoby Ellsbury and Dustin Pedroia. Beckett,
Papelbon, Dice-K-all the magnificent men on the mound. And thanks to the
unprecedented access and wireless microphones of MLB Productions, you'll relive every crucial moment-be a part of the clubhouse celebration-and ride along with Series MVP Mike Lowell during the championship parade. Boston waited 86 years to end its World Series title drought in 2004. It took the team just three years to win another.
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Fuzz... the sound that changed the world. The fuzz box: that tiny little box between the electric guitar and the amp...what on earth does it do? Clif Taylor explores this insane industry of noise making, from the geeky backyard 'boutique' engineers building prized and 'instantly collectible' clones of terribly scarce 'vintage' psychedelic circuits to professional Wah Wah men, electronic gurus, capable of pitching that monster tone into a circuit bent chaos, so filthy with angst even your parents would loose control if over-exposed. Filled with hysterical drama and outlandish controversy, these mad genius rockers fight to the end of the Internet and back.
