Just read an article that makes me glad I didn’t tell the Ferrari salesman to shut the hell up at the theater the other night. However, since all the bigweird news seems to be happening in Texas, it’s also a good thing Cheney and his friends didn’t stop by the theater with their hardware before they went huntin’.
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You know…I read about that the other day and immediately thought about you. I’m on the Aussie’s side. I hate movie talkers. If you want a conversation, take your stupid ass and your cell phone into the lobby. The River Oaks has a full bar now. Knock yourself out. Dumbass. I want to know when the trial is, sit in on it, and heckle the complainant.
Um…not that I feel strongly about this or anything.
The only time I can handle talking in a movie is if it is a little kids movie. Other than that I want to carry around a roll of duct tape and use on the face of anyone who talks.
Not only do I agree with you, Wendy, but I can’t tell you how much I admire you for knowing it’s “duct” tape and not “duck” tape. I’m shocked at how many people don’t, and personally, I don’t think ducks want to be taped. Unless maybe they can make a buck (not buct) on the Internet of their sex videos. 😉
There actually is a Duck brand of duct tape, but I’m cheap and buy regular duct tape. It drives me nuts when people spell it wrong. One of my other big pet peeves is people pronouncing things like ‘escape’ and ‘espresso with an X.