Friday night’s all right for fighting.
Tyler, I will quit excessively masturbating when you pry the internet out of my cold, dead hands.
The usual warning on the VHS/DVD release of Fight Club (David Fincher, 1999) has been … altered. In many ways it’s a far superior and more dire warning than the normal: less materialism, more connection to one another — no threat of jail time, but rather the threat of an empty life.
Is this little fun tidbit also on the Blu-Ray? I assume yes, but haven’t seen it personally.
The Thought Experiment 