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Got to see Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith yesterday and my geek-needs were satisfied. Again, it's a Star Wars movie, so it's not destined for an Oscar. It was more enjoyable than the first two prequels, though somehow Jar Jar made it in the movie (don't worry, he's silent). The movie still had those parts that made you yawn and look at your watch, though that was mostly because you were sitting in anticipation for the end sequences. I think I was the only one in the theater who laughed when the whiny bitch got his legs cut off, but hey, it was a long time coming. The whining gene must run in the males of the Skywalker family. Mike thought the movie should've been named Star Wars Episode III: Don't Make Me Have To Choke A Bitch.
Afterwards we went to Rocky Mountain Pizza to get some grub. Mike couldn't drink more than one beer since he had to drive home so I had the pitcher to myself. This is how we drink in Germany, punks. Well, usually the beer is a bit stronger, but that's ok, since I've been getting rather lax with the alcohol consumption as of late.
"...DRINK UP..."