Since, my birthday falls on a school night, Chris and I celebrated the occasion last night with, my favorite date night activity, dinner and a movie. We saw the Bourne movie and I loved it. I do, however, have just a few comments for my fellow moviegoers. Ahem, here goes:
To the teenagers who stomped up and down the stairs of the theater during the movie while loudly talking on their cell phones: I wanted to clap when the movie usher finally escorted you out of the movie theater, but I held back because I figured it would just give you all the attention you secretly craved with your antics.
To the woman behind me who LOVED to share tidbits about what was bound to happen NEXT in the plotline: Thanks from all of us in aisle 12 of the theater. You are so wicked smart and you just caught stuff we never saw coming. Nevah! You little genius you. And now we all know. You're smart. Sooo very smart. And boy, does your annoying little voice carry, doesn't it?
To the woman who sat smack dab next to me in the theater: I am just so very happy that you loved the hell out of your king size slurpie throughout the whole damn movie. SO VERRRRY HAPPY. I mean, really, you just extracted every last bit of liquid out of that slushie, didn't you? The slurping, the never ending shaking of the cup back and forth, the sliding of the staw in and out - you just worked that slurpie for every ounce of its magical goodness. I think you made sure there wasn't a drop left in the cup. Particularly when you opted to forgo the straw and opened up the top of the cup to shake the last dregs of slush into your open mouth. Can you just say Yum? Yeah, that pretty much turned me off slurpies for life. So, thanks.
I feel much better now.
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