There is a tale to be told

I hate going to see movies in the theatre.

But Kirsten wanted to go see X3, so I went. But we had a plan. Because I hate sitting though the ads so much, Kirsten would bring her book and I would bring my DS. Then, when the stupid ads play (like the mandatory lame one that tries to make you feel bad for piracy), we would retreat in a world of our own. A world without ads. Then, when the movie actually started, we could watch the movie. And only the movie.

This was the plan.

So they make us line up for half an hour. We get our seats. Its packed. The ads start. I whip out my DS. The evil can't get to me. All is well until...

*tap* *tap*

"Can you turn that off?" said the movie monkey.

This pissed me off of course. And 2 factors made this worse:

1: I just got through a really shitty part in the game. I have to get through that part again.

2: The game I was playing was advertised in their ad barrage.

So I was resigned to having to watch more ads before my movie. Wonderful. We were 20 minutes in, and still a bunch more stupid ads to come.

Then Kirsten leaned over and said some sweet sweet words to me:

"Do you wanna walk out?" she said.

"Fuck yeah!" I said.

And we did. Apparently the official story was that someone was bothered by the light DS screen put off during the ads. Yup. That was their story. Hmmm...
























Yeah. More likely that monkey boy couldn't diffenciate a DS from his own louse-ridden ass and thought it was a camera. And then the lame cover story.

So, I don't I'll be going back. Ever.

Oh yes, and comic.

Update: COMIC!