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Title: BORAT FOR PRESIDENT OR ONE OF HIS COUSINS (FILM)
Description: I have the perfect idea for a Borat film


gbgb - June 23, 2007 06:51 PM (GMT)
Responding to epic biblical screenplays wanted:

I thought Borat board rooms could make an idea reach Borat.

BORAT FOR PRESIDENT OR ONE OF HIS COUSINS (FILM)


Spitting lime seed from a White House martini out the window with his cousins,
Borat arrives in one of his cousin's inventions, a spatmobil, a small device with your upper body exposed that flies Borat and brings him to Presidential races and appearances.

Borat reaches out to the 13 million illegal immigrants with clean energy inventions bringing 100 years of work opportunities. But that's just the start. He reaches out to legal immigrants. Then he reaches out to the 40 percent Americans who have no health insurance. Summing it up, Borat runs a party with half the USA. And what decided the presidency are the Matrix people in trench coats. Borat makes a Matrix film to bring in the trench coaters into the voting booths who decide the final vote in bringing Borat into presidency.

See http://www.geocities.com/gb6724/cover.JPG

I have the Borat fighting Mr. Scaryshit in the Matrix plot worked out with a story of Neanderthal cavemen destroying Earth and ridding the world of the machines and going on a 300 year journey in space full of parties until Earth becomes habitable again.

Honey, there are kids running on top of the roof tops again.

Contact me at gmbajszar@yahoo.com for the plot.

And a Presidential dog named Shrek.

I have several plots. In one he is asked to name 20 global cooling inventions to back up his validity. Remember, Borat is real. He can lead this country. He deteriorates into a man who wraps himself up loosely like a mummy to come up with 20 global cooling inventions. He reaches 18 inventions and looks like hell. He goes into sub-dimensions of existence and Einstein calculations. He becomes a futurist.

He is followed for the missing two inventions and caught by the KKK, his political footage burned, they want the last two inventions. Borat not knowing says he will give it to them and they can build it. They all drive to home depot and hammer and build the invention #19 and work into late night. They were looking at something in front of them in the blackness of the night. They all sat down and got drunk and fell asleep awaiting the morning winds. It was somekind of a wind mill. The KKK men woke up, they were tied to the windmill and the Morning winds arose. The windmill was orthodox, very unusual 20 foot wide and 8 foot tall with 4 wide plates and on each plate 3 skinheads tied. They rotated with their heads and body coming up from below the windmill and up and around. One of the skinheads is played by Keanu Reeves. Woah woah woah woah woah woah. More than expected winds arose. Borat say not far away playing his small harmonica like in the Once Upon A Time In the West and said: I lied, this is one of the prior inventions. A man came by, an old friend as the skinheads were rolling out of control tied to the wind mill. Old times came back and they pooped a big warm one in their palms and threw it in the air for shooting, but as a poop fell from the sky and aligned with the friend, Borat shot at the poop.

Borat held his bleeding friend in his arms and yelled: Somebody call the ambulance! Was his friend Jim Carrey? He killed him! No it wasn't Jim Carrey. It was a French vegetarian on a verge to stop cannibalism before it starts. I don't know who he was, a man who never had luck and ended up once being fed with Madagascar cockroaches tied to a chair, his mouth duct taped. Madagascar cockroaches are the loudest insects in the world when touched by hyoooomans, and this is something Mr. Scaryshit knows that unless they are crunched with the teeth, in the mouth they are so loud that a person goes death. You know Mr. Anthony Hopkins. He is a gentleman. He is not a human rights activist. He is a cannibal. He eats people.

The French man came to make the film 'Windcupters in the Matrix' that would have decided the Presidency. He was a film maker.

Agent spookyfuck at the White House: The film needs 20 global cooling inventions. That's the deal. You came here with that spatmobile, the world sees you as a futurist and visionary.

The film comes out as a giant regime of future energies, portrayed as a regime with a huge choir music, and with a broadway of incredible dancing and Borat being there. From disco parties in space with dancing Matrix agents and cavemen to something you may have noticed here that this is not a 'little idea'. No autographs.

Agent spookyfuck at the white house to Jim Carrey: And in case I see you again, good afternoon, good evening and I'll back your head on the ground until you stop moving! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

Borat is sitting in a wheelchair, wrapped loosely like a mummy. He is thinking. He is at number 19. There are some quiet hurling sounds emerge from the mummy man. No he is snoring. No. He is saying something. He is throwing his head around.

In his eyes he was seeing vampires enter the room. He was throwing his head around in panic with his eyes visible from the mummy wrapping.

They took him for a walk, and his wheelchair rolled down a hill and he bounced up and through a first floor window. He climbs right out with blood shooting with his heart pump from his neck: I found it! I found number 19!

The president is in a dream with vampires in a river lifting up a yaht from underneeth and decades later a sceleton is dropped from the sky in a yaht in a wheelchair bouncing up a window of an RV and inside a man screaming from the skeleton. But these vampires attacked this man in the RV and sucked his blood. Three female vampires. Mr. it's time to wake up and go to a Morning briefing. Heading toward the briefing room sleepy, taking a sit and dozing off, finding oneself walking in an early Morning zoo and up comes a man on a horse, Sir John Google on a horse erects this future president into a knight, but reminds that nobody is allowed to know of Sir John Google on a horse. The horse rides off and the future president puts on a face and takes a 3 minute leak by a bush. But after the peeing some things appeared drinking white house martini in all directions and began spitting at him. He ran as fast as he could in slippers, but out of nowhere Tarzan yelled, swung in and saved him. They were swinging through the forest and the future president looked to the left and saw a quasimodo swinging along and through pine trees with great speed. He looked to the right and saw Spiderman swinging along. He was left in Tarzan's hut, Tarzan quickly took off back to the forest, and inside was Jane. She was very very hot and very very nice..........

Oh shhhhhhhhhhhh. He awoke in the briefing room holding his pants, then slowly
reached out with his shoes to do something about the spreading leak below and pull it back.


It's time to make the film. It's time to make the film, sir. Sir it's time to make the film.

Let's do it.

With the world's most famous music, Borat dances in a broadway musical performing Windcupters in the Matrix.

BORAT OR ONE OF HIS COUSINS FOR PRESIDENT (new film title)

sorry.

BORAT FOR PRESIDENT OR ONE OF HIS COUSINS

Directed by Steven Spielberg the funnyman. He never did comedy before, maybe it is time to try. Mr. Spielberg, you direct while I eat cruchy pichets. The rules are simple. I lay out the story, they act and you record, you change the story I laid out, they record, set the stage, reherse, and a clear plot can't spoil it dude. It's all about telling the story about a new party and a new President of the United States of America. Never before seen idea.

Starring Jim Carrey and Borat.

And my long pitch page:
www.geocities.com/gb6726/index.htm

gbgb - July 2, 2007 08:14 AM (GMT)
www.geocities.com/president_borat/index.htm

It's actually Borat Planet or Borat Planet, the futurist (Malkovich mindset of surrealism, dreams, a weird place where the toilet is on the ceiling, almost like a European film seeing America through the eyes of another director known as another director)




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