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Ever go to the movies, and they bombard you with ads, "Let's go out to the Lobby...", other shit.
Then the previews are awesome, capturing the best 90 seconds that any half-ass movie can muster...

...and you're sitting in your comfortable movie theater chair with a faceful of popcorn grease, and ask yourself, "What fucking movie did I come here to see?"













I know. Me neither.

I guess you don't light up the way I do when I go to the movies but that must have happened to me at least a half dozen times.

No substances were burned or otherwise harmed in the making of my Why am I here moments at the movies.
It's just movie magic.

Fat Cat wrote:I guess you don't light up the way I do when I go to the movies but that must have happened to me at least a half dozen times.

That's the least of my worries. I can hardly hear the movie with all of my empty beer bottles rolling under the seets towards the screen. Then some pencil necked geek, wearing a shirt two sizes to big, always seems to show up demanding I stop drinking beer, challenging the other patrons to cage matches, and soliciting sex from the female patrons. Then, of course I miss the ending of the movie, because the bitch ass 20 year old movie manager (with achne) calls the local PD and I have to exit the AO.

Watching movies at my house is more enjoyable and relaxing anyways. Plus, if I get borred ,or pumped up as result of some awesome movie fight scene, I can just walk outside and challange one of my neighbors to fight.