I wrote this last year after The Lovely Emily and I nearly got killed at the 7 pm showing of TTT. On opening night. At the most popular theater in town. Because we are morons. Not, however, as stupid as
this journaller's roommate. So it seems like a good time to repost it. And yes, this is exactly what happened. Mostly.
The Two Tickets
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And outside the war cry of the eight o'clocks, denied entrance, went up like a great howl of rage: 'WE BOUGHT OUR TICKETS ON FANDANGO!' )
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I was unwise and chose the Summit for the Great Battle of the Blair Witch Project. Upon hearing the words "sold out," I panicked and made a decision that obliterated my team's morale--we would instead view Deep Blue Sea. I learned much from that loss and have made my decision regarding ROTK. I'm staying in Cullman County.
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You know, there's some great Tolkien joke about losing morale upon seeing the Sea, but I can't quite make it come together.
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