Tuesday, September 02, 2003

a beginning ... or maybe just a typed up fart.

"move over. i can't see with your head in the way like that."

it seems as though we have been spoiled with stadium seating. we haven't been to an old fashioned theater like this in over a year. And that was when we thought slumming would be fun over at the Ghetto Plaza.

"ugh. no cup holders?!?! i will NOT put my soda on this floor. i'm grossed out just stepping on it."

Jared was a little more uppity about the situation than the rest of us were, obviously. maybe that's why we liked having him around- he always spewed out the infantile, self-centered comments that we managed to keep at the back end of our thoughts.

"here. stuff some popcorn in that fat mouth of yours. extra butter to keep you shiny and extra salt to make you choke."

that's Larni. she's pretty much the resident bitch. she forgets sometimes, though... and that's always is a fun thing to witness.

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