You had popcorn, with butter, and now your hand smells, and this all happened and ended at 6:30 in the morning? I've gone to the midnight showing, but never the 4am showing. (well, at least not of a "serious" cinematic work.)
There are two of us, we bloggers. First, there is Zeepdoggie, who is best summed up with the quote, "full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." He's sometimes funny. Then there is GringO, who does the art thing well, is more often the funny one, and has exceptionally poor customer service skills, so don't ask him for shit. We are not a couple, despite what everyone suggests. We have in common: hatred of retail, being broke, musical tastes, unformulaic comedy,and hyperaggressive tendencies. The things we differ on: who we find attractive (sometimes), family upbringing, future goals (or lack thereof), artistic talent, and our ability to grow facial hair (one day, GringO, one day...).
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You had popcorn, with butter, and now your hand smells, and this all happened and ended at 6:30 in the morning? I've gone to the midnight showing, but never the 4am showing. (well, at least not of a "serious" cinematic work.)
uhm, I can now say that I am officially brain damaged. Goo!
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