Years ago I was in one of those old kitschy theatres. The seat was wet.
replyI prayed it wasn't urine.
When my wife and I first started dating, we went to one of those cheap second-run theaters.
replyI liked that theater because it was super cheap (like seriously $1.50 for a ticket because it showed out of date movies). One time when she and I were watching The Purge, I hear this kind of squishy noise from right behind me.
I turn around, and a guy is getting a handjob. I motion to my wife that we need to move a few seats over.
You know, The Purge isn't the worst movie ever but I gotta admit that it's not a movie that ever really turned me on either. To each their own, I suppose.
From that point forward we always called that the Handjob Theater.
>I turn around, and a guy is getting a handjob. I motion to my wife that we need to move a few seats over.
replyTo get a better view, right?
We were mostly afraid of substances landing anywhere near us.
replyYou don’t happen to live in exurban Denver do you?
replyNope, this was in Dallas. Well, Garland actually.
replyI don't live there anymore and haven't for about eleven years.