I'm surprised the Pleasant Hill Theater will still sell me tickets. My friends took me the movies to cheer me up. I was having a bad day after taking my cat to the animal shelter to dispose of the body.

Out of all the empty seats this old fucker and a woman sit in front of us. The show starts and the old bastard turns around and orders my friend to stop eating his popcorn. My friend says no. The old bastard says he's being annoying. My friend tells him if he wasn't allowed to have it, they wouldn't sell it. The woman asked the old dickweed to just drop it.

I tell him "Move if it bother's you. People like you should wait for DVDs. This ain't your living room."

The old fucker starts in about how we are a bunch of bastards and we have no respect...
He was cut off at that moment when I said "Damn Straight you mean old bastard". Then I popped the top off a large Cherry Coke, and proceeded to pour it over his head. I put the cup on his head like a little hat. Moral of the story don't fuck with me when I'm having a bad day. My friends are just howling at this point. I get up and start walking out.
My buddy ask where the hell I'm going. I'm like "You know what happens everytime I do this".

So I go to the Red Brick Pizza across the street. 10 minutes later the police pull up, and the mean old fucker comes staggering out, yelling his ass off. (Hope he wasn't driving) I'm like, great my pizza isn't even up yet, and I just had to sit near the window.

Turns out my friend's have better character than I thought. They told the cops I was just some guy they met in the arcade. I guess the old guy didn't recognize me, because niether he or the woman he was with noticed me sitting there. I was laughing at my friends trying to keep a straight face across the street.

I cheered up a little after that.

Bad day or not that was fucked up, but hey anyone acting that bad over stuff allowed in the theatre and actings that much over the top like an asshole got what he deserved. Good one.

> I'm surprised the Pleasant Hill Theater will still sell me tickets. My friends
> took me the movies to cheer me up. I was having a bad day after taking my cat
> to the animal shelter to dispose of the body.
>
> Out of all the empty seats this old fucker and a woman sit in front of us. The
> show starts and the old bastard turns around and orders my friend to stop eating
> his popcorn. My friend says no. The old bastard says he's being annoying. My
> friend tells him if he wasn't allowed to have it, they wouldn't sell it. The
> woman asked the old dickweed to just drop it.
>
> I tell him "Move if it bother's you. People like you should wait for DVDs.
> This ain't your living room."
>
> The old fucker starts in about how we are a bunch of bastards and we have no
> respect...
> He was cut off at that moment when I said "Damn Straight you mean old bastard".
> Then I popped the top off a large Cherry Coke, and proceeded to pour it over his
> head. I put the cup on his head like a little hat. Moral of the story don't
> fuck with me when I'm having a bad day. My friends are just howling at this
> point. I get up and start walking out.
> My buddy ask where the hell I'm going. I'm like "You know what happens
> everytime I do this".
>
> So I go to the Red Brick Pizza across the street. 10 minutes later the police
> pull up, and the mean old fucker comes staggering out, yelling his ass off.
> (Hope he wasn't driving) I'm like, great my pizza isn't even up yet, and I just
> had to sit near the window.
>
> Turns out my friend's have better character than I thought. They told the cops
> I was just some guy they met in the arcade. I guess the old guy didn't
> recognize me, because niether he or the woman he was with noticed me sitting
> there. I was laughing at my friends trying to keep a straight face across the
> street.
>
> I cheered up a little after that.
>
>

I hate people who disrupt the shit, but self important pricks like that are even worse. You really should walk around with a camera strapped to you. :-P

All work and no play makes me..., well, you know the rest.

That may not be kid pissing caliber, but damnit, it's close.

> I'm surprised the Pleasant Hill Theater will still sell me tickets. My friends
> took me the movies to cheer me up. I was having a bad day after taking my cat
> to the animal shelter to dispose of the body.
>
> Out of all the empty seats this old fucker and a woman sit in front of us. The
> show starts and the old bastard turns around and orders my friend to stop eating
> his popcorn. My friend says no. The old bastard says he's being annoying. My
> friend tells him if he wasn't allowed to have it, they wouldn't sell it. The
> woman asked the old dickweed to just drop it.
>
> I tell him "Move if it bother's you. People like you should wait for DVDs.
> This ain't your living room."
>
> The old fucker starts in about how we are a bunch of bastards and we have no
> respect...
> He was cut off at that moment when I said "Damn Straight you mean old bastard".
> Then I popped the top off a large Cherry Coke, and proceeded to pour it over his
> head. I put the cup on his head like a little hat. Moral of the story don't
> fuck with me when I'm having a bad day. My friends are just howling at this
> point. I get up and start walking out.
> My buddy ask where the hell I'm going. I'm like "You know what happens
> everytime I do this".
>
> So I go to the Red Brick Pizza across the street. 10 minutes later the police
> pull up, and the mean old fucker comes staggering out, yelling his ass off.
> (Hope he wasn't driving) I'm like, great my pizza isn't even up yet, and I just
> had to sit near the window.
>
> Turns out my friend's have better character than I thought. They told the cops
> I was just some guy they met in the arcade. I guess the old guy didn't
> recognize me, because niether he or the woman he was with noticed me sitting
> there. I was laughing at my friends trying to keep a straight face across the
> street.
>
> I cheered up a little after that.
>
>
:)

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