Swimming until I almost drown.
Playing the saxophone in blue chairs.
Cooling my balls off in front of fans.
Licking my smelly dog's face with my tongue.
Running in small circles until until I'm dizzy.
And of course, pushing it to the limit.
Swayze can hold his breath underwater for 67 seconds. Can you do that? Probably fuckin not. He can run as fast as a cheetah. His running posture contradicts the laws of physics. Swayze can do backflips with metal shoes on. I dare you to try that. You'll break your neck. He can hula hoop for hours. Swayze hates food with lots of MSG. He hates MSG and with good reason. You probably like MSG. Figures. Swayze doesn't mess around with that pussy shit. He wrote a book about breaking skulls and never published it. He can break your skull. Swayze can speak five languages. He can say "bring it" in five different ways.
When she speaks... music...
Is there any other movie? No, there isn't.
I'll give you one shot at this... okay, it's Swayze, it's totally Swayze.