AWOL Soldier wrote:
You're the type of person that I hate when I go to movies.
Also, you're the type of person I hoard change for. Then I take it in a fistful and throw it up top in a shower of hot-metal death. When finally it reaches you and proceeds to bash your skull(s) [and I say skulls because there are usually more than one of you doing it], and melts through your foreheads, I yell, "Oh, I'm sorry! I THOUGHT I WAS BEING SUBTLE!" I shout this for all the times you fuckers giggle in the back rows as no one else in the theater stands up to acknowledge that they know it is you, and so you obviously think you're being subtle.
Now, you may ask, how do I know that you think you're being subtle? After all, you're not a total idiot, right? Wrong. I know you're thinking that you're subtle because you are a total idiot. The same total idiot who thinks it's funny to throw change and bottles and cans and small kittens and little old grammas down into the front rows.
This totally unnecessary rant brought to you by,
~AWOL Soldier,
AKA Destroyer of Worlds, AKA Ender of Lives, AKA Demolisher of Theater punks
You should do like a rant of the week.
That.was.awesome!