Movies with Sisters. :)
Last night Whit and Erika were home and we kept with tradition and we went to Cheddar's and our "ghetto" theater. :) Anyways. Let us just say we had an extreme laughable experience. More inside jokes were created. More we relived. And...let us just say...last night was...h.i.l.e.r.i.o.u.s. (spelled with an "e" on purpose.)
We went to see Dear John. Yes, it's been out forever. But, in our theaters...yesss....everything is there wayyyy longer than anywhere else. But hey! It's $1.50 a ticket. yesssss. :)
Moving right along. :)
When we bought our tickets. I swear Steve Irkel took our stubs inside. (for the un-informed of whom Steve Irkel is, please go sit down and watch Family Matters.)
That just started the movie experience out. I knew from that moment this would be promising. When we walked into lovely "theater five" (said in nasally voice) it smelled like some one's pet frog had died in there and it was hotter than a yard sale in the Sahara Desert.
After watching the movie for a while, we habitually stuck our feet up on the back of the seats in front of us as everyone and their dog ALWAYS does. And....about 10 minutes later I hear, "hey yo! get yo feet of that seat girl!" Ohhhh boy...so I look over and there's a girl crouched down at the end of our row pointing her fingers at us. And I take a gander right behind her, and a police officer was standing behind her! With his hand poised over his gun ready for action! Seriously man! Do I look like I'm the leader of the East Texas mafia? Absolutely not! Soooo.....about five minutes later, I feel some one watching us, so I turn around-we are sitting towards the back-and see the cop "non-chalantly" leaning against the wall, hand still on gun, poised for action, staring us down. Haw. Then later, out of habit, not rebellion. I wasn't even thinking and I swung my legs up, then noticed him walking behind us, so I swing my leg over and started sitting with my ankle on my knee for a couple of minutes. Haw.....as to not get riddled with bullets from this trigger happy cop.
I would also like to enlighten you upon this fact. We are minding our own business watching the movie, and "Irkel" (as we now shall call him) comes marching down the aisle with a flashlight, hunched over, examining every row to make sure no one's feet are touching the seats....please laugh with me.
Oh yes.....that was a fun night. :) And, if none of this amused you. please forgive me, for it was one of those. You had to be there experiences. :P
Day 3.
Strawberry Shortcake. :)
Yes, I love it. :)
We had it for Easter dessert today. :) Yesss. Notice all these smiles. Because it is my favorite dessert.
Oh yes it is. :)
When we bought our tickets. I swear Steve Irkel took our stubs inside. (for the un-informed of whom Steve Irkel is, please go sit down and watch Family Matters.)
That just started the movie experience out. I knew from that moment this would be promising. When we walked into lovely "theater five" (said in nasally voice) it smelled like some one's pet frog had died in there and it was hotter than a yard sale in the Sahara Desert.
After watching the movie for a while, we habitually stuck our feet up on the back of the seats in front of us as everyone and their dog ALWAYS does. And....about 10 minutes later I hear, "hey yo! get yo feet of that seat girl!" Ohhhh boy...so I look over and there's a girl crouched down at the end of our row pointing her fingers at us. And I take a gander right behind her, and a police officer was standing behind her! With his hand poised over his gun ready for action! Seriously man! Do I look like I'm the leader of the East Texas mafia? Absolutely not! Soooo.....about five minutes later, I feel some one watching us, so I turn around-we are sitting towards the back-and see the cop "non-chalantly" leaning against the wall, hand still on gun, poised for action, staring us down. Haw. Then later, out of habit, not rebellion. I wasn't even thinking and I swung my legs up, then noticed him walking behind us, so I swing my leg over and started sitting with my ankle on my knee for a couple of minutes. Haw.....as to not get riddled with bullets from this trigger happy cop.
I would also like to enlighten you upon this fact. We are minding our own business watching the movie, and "Irkel" (as we now shall call him) comes marching down the aisle with a flashlight, hunched over, examining every row to make sure no one's feet are touching the seats....please laugh with me.
Oh yes.....that was a fun night. :) And, if none of this amused you. please forgive me, for it was one of those. You had to be there experiences. :P
Day 3.
Strawberry Shortcake. :)
Yes, I love it. :)
We had it for Easter dessert today. :) Yesss. Notice all these smiles. Because it is my favorite dessert.
Oh yes it is. :)
haha, that was funny! btw, nice picture! :)
ReplyDeleteYea, this made be laugh pretty hard. Is there any possible way an M.P could be arranged to the copper? I have always wanted a man with wicked gun skills. :)
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