There is always time for the ladies...

McClane could have gotten his head blown off at any moment while weaving through Nakatomi Tower. If he lost focus for just one second the wall would have been painted with his brain. Yet, the man still found time to ogle pornography that was pinned to an electrical box of some sorts. This is a man that has his priorities in order.

I took McClane's advice and sneaked a copy of Hustler into my SAT exam. Hey, if McClane could spare one second to leer at some broad during the most intense sequence of his life, why couldn't I? Whenever the questions got exceptionally mind-numbing (like bubbling in my social security number - how the ef am I supposed to know that?) I would take a look at the magazine and remember exactly why I was taking the SAT: to one day have the chance to get hammered with busty coeds. Needless to say, I finished the magazine and not the test. If I ever do get my GED I hear the chicks at my local community college are smoking hot. Thanks, McClane.