Look, I buy my tickets. I buy popcorn and a pop, usually, for each show if I'm with someone. So both "Hollywood" and the guys running the theatre get their monies. I just happen to like a quick slug of the cold n' frosty while I am checking out the featured presentation. If they sold it, I'd buy it from them. But they don't because of fucking Puritans like you.Jethro Q. Walrustitty wrote:No, it is sad. You people are like babies, not being able to go without your precious bottle for an hour and a half. (OK, two hours with commercials.)
How the fuck does a religion which nobody even follow these days dictate what we can and can't do at a goddamn movie theatre? They didn't even have movies back in the 1600s. The "movies' consisted of burning some poor redheaded girl at the stake and if you had a pull from the cast-iron sipper in between catcalls and rock hurls and Friar Cockblock caught you, there was a good chance that next weekend you were going to be the main hot attraction yourself.
It's because of people like you, Walrustitty, that the bunch of us have that instinct to keep our eyes closed during sex. You know how much training one has to do in order to fight that? Do you? DO YOU? Goddammit.
Last movie I saw with you was the Two Towers. I know I brought a beer to it -- I didn't kick it, did I? Shit. We brought Cathy along with us, didn't we? Knowing that audience, the fact that our group consisted of one guy who was drinking alcohol, one guy who had actually touched a girl, another person who was in fact a girl and the fact that all three of us showered that day, our lineup put us in like the top .0001 percentile of all the groups that went to that movie.Jonsey, you also kicked your beer last movie we saw together, maybe a year or so ago.