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Dude, Where's My Car? is a 2000 American stoner comedy film directed by Danny Leiner. The film stars Ashton Kutcher and Seann William Scott as two best friends who find themselves unable to remember where they parked their vehicle after a night of recklessness. Supporting cast members include Kristy Swanson, Jennifer Garner, and Marla Sokoloff.Though the film was panned by most critics, it was a box office success and has managed to achieve a cult status. The film's title became a minor pop-culture saying, and was commonly reworked in various pop-cultural contexts during the 2000s.[3]

Best friends and roommates Jesse and Chester awaken with hangovers and no memory of the previous night. The answering machine contains an angry message from their twin girlfriends Wilma and Wanda as to their whereabouts. The two also learn they have almost been fired from their jobs, and they find their house is full of pudding. They emerge from their home to find Jesse's car missing and with it their girlfriends' first-anniversary presents. This prompts Jesse to ask the film's titular question: "Dude, where's my car?"

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Because the girls have promised them a "special treat", which Jesse and Chester take to mean sexual intercourse, the men are desperate to retrieve their car. The duo begins retracing their steps in an attempt to discover where they left the car. Along the way, they encounter a transgender stripper, a belligerent speaker box operator at a Chinese restaurant's drive-through, two tattoos they discover on each other's backs, UFO cultists led by Zoltan (who later hold the twins hostage), a Cantonese-speaking Chinese tailor, the Zen-minded Nelson and his cannabis-loving dog Jackal, beautiful Christie Boner, her aggressive jock boyfriend Tommy and his friends, two hard-nosed police detectives, and a reclusive French ostrich farmer named Pierre. They also meet two groups of aliens, one group being five attractive women, the other being two Norwegian men, searching for the "Continuum Transfunctioner": an extraterrestrial device that the boys accidentally picked up last night.

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From Canada and we got down to Maui often and I have to agree. Giant piss off when you find a sweet spot and some douche canoe decides to wreck the VERY precious area with garbage. Especially in Hawaii where the locals are so respectful towards their island and you get these goons trampling on whatever they see fit just to get the shot or literally, seen jerk offs go bother damn sea turtles or poke at them. Almost slapped a guy open handed for it too. Grrr... Sorry rant over... lol

Yeah, IG and social media has ruined a lot of places I loved here. It's sad to see places like above Makua Cave crowded with tourists when NOBODY used to go there. When the popularity butts up against law we lose places like Deadman's Catwalk because people break the law and ruin things for everyone. All the places I have gone underwater for decades are too crowded to enjoy. Look at the number of hiking deaths related to people trying to get social media shots. It's nuts. I don't tell anyone where I take shots because 1. they'll popularize it to the point they will ruin it, 2. people need to earn and learn knowledge and not be handed everything. Who wants to discover new sights only to have some kid follow out with an iphone, an IG account, and a filter and blow the place up?

Call me a curmudgeon, but it happens time and again. The Oahu Revealed book was the beginning of this plague and social media exacerbated the problem....

I knew it was only a matter of time before WP got locked up behind a permit lottery. I say, fine. The place is just as delicate as The Wave, and if people are pooping everywhere and making fires, no bueno. I'd rather be restricted to a lottery system and have the place be kept more pristine, even if I can't make it there more than once every 5 years :-(

I'm with @Mikey Kelley, it's a bit annoying when you've spent hours researching and scouting your locations (via google maps then by actually hiking to the spot and spending time finding a composition) and someone just goes "where did you shoot that?". At the very least, maybe have an ounce of decency and comment something a bit more substantial, perhaps strike a conversation with the person first - instead of basically demanding to disclose locations/settings/gear/etc. People feel a little too entitled and don't want to do the work, they just want to click a button and produce an impressive image for sake of compliments, likes and followers. I feel confident saying that because people who genuinely have an interest in producing shots for other reasons tend to have a little more tact in approaching a fellow enthusiast. I haven't once declined someone when they would DM or comment asking legitimate advise in a polite manner - those who "demand" get ignored. Which is exactly what I do myself, I wouldn't expect someone to respond if I was just demanding answers to my "very" pressing questions.

I'm not exactly pro, but I believe in sharing information to help others out, and always post location, where I got an outfit from, and my settings, in the off chance that maybe I help one other person who is learning. After all, we should all be sharing info so that we help each other out..keeping this to yourself shows you're either insecure of your skills or a douchebag.

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Talk about sex accompanies appearance of any female character. Female breasts clearly shown under wet T-shirts. Jesse and Chester visit a strip bar where one of the girls talks about a lap dance they shared the previous night. Jesse gets to place his hand on a woman's bosom. After a blind tween places his hands on a female's breasts, his one-liner is that he needs to be alone now. Question posed by antagonist in reference to oral sex. Frequent talk of female breasts. Two male leads make out while at a stoplight for the sake of a sight gag while in a contest with a D-List celebrity and the woman he is with in the next car over.

Parents need to know that Dude, Where's My Car is a 2000 "stoner comedy" in which Ashton Kutcher and Seann William Scott play slackers with no recollection of what they did the night before. The female characters are all either bubbleheads, strippers, or women who otherwise openly exploit their sexuality. Black and Asian characters are stereotypically depicted. A stripper is revealed to be a transsexual -- is jokingly called a "gender-challenged male." An old lady uses "f--k" in one scene. We also hear "bitch," "f-g," "pissed," "crap," and "damn." While it's not actually depicted, Jesse and Chester's regular use of alcohol and drugs is a pivotal part of the plot. They also steal the pizzas they're supposed to be delivering for their job. Jesse and Chester visit a strip bar where one of the girls talks about a lap dance they shared the previous night. Jesse gets to place his hand on a woman's bosom, and there's sexual innuendo throughout. Cartoonish beatings are delivered by a group of bad guys. Jesse and Chester bean their captors with a fire extinguisher. Attempts at physical humor center on visually impaired tweens playing T-ball. To stay in the loop on more movies like this, you can sign up for weekly Family Movie Night emails.

DUDE, WHERE'S MY CAR begins when dopey duo Jesse (Ashton Kutcher) and Chester (Seann William Scott) regain consciousness after a wild night of partying and realize they have no idea where Jesse's car is. Besides the all-important need for wheels, the guys have to find the car because that's where they've left their anniversary presents for their girlfriends, twins Wilma (Marla Sokoloff) and Wanda (Jennifer Garner). Chester and Jesse's search for the car turns into an adventure involving aliens, massive amounts of pudding, strippers, and more.

Dude, Where's My Car is a sloppy, unappealing comedy that falls somewhere between Cheech & Chong and Bill & Ted. It's a prime example of the kind of comedy that is marketed to teenagers even though it's not appropriate for them. As concocted by filmmakers who come from TV shows like South Park and That '70s Show, it's as raunchy as possible without getting an R rating: Profanity is minimal, women are treated in an extremely sexist way (but there's no actual nudity), and drugs are a part of the plot (though no one's shown using them).

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