My work friend, A., a genius on all wordly matters, has turned me on to Fandango. I guess all those hours of seeing those damn commecials did not compute -- I was quite amazed to be printing out my ticket at home.
As I stared at my little paper that said "scan me print me" in Wonderland fashion along the sides, the words of the Church Lady ran through my mind: "How convenient. Who gave you that ticket? HMMMMMM. Was it -- SATAN?!"
Yes, indeed, some people indeed might think Satan put this ticket in my hand. I once had a student who couldn't read the book for religious reasons and I only found out because I used it as a read aloud one day and she was squirming in her seat. I felt so bad. Anyway.
Guess what I am headed?
To see in IMAX?
Don't hate -- Copulate!
2 comments:
umm. so going to the movies = going to hell?
if you're going to see witchers and wizards it do! hurrah! it was great.
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