It's Confusing Being Us
Grandad and I felt like having a Doug McClure phase so I jumped on Amazon and ordered a few cheap classics, plus another copy of Anaconda because our copy has spontaneously fecked up. So, while I was thinking about crappy films that I love anyway, I thought it was high time I experienced the joy of Shark Attack 3.
Me: What do you think, Grandad? They've got a box set of all three Shark Attack films for £3.98.
Grandad: What's it called?
Me: Shark Attack.
Grandad: Pardon?
Me: Shark Attack.
Grandad: What?
Me: Shark Attack!!
Grandad (appearing puzzled): What's it about?
Me: ... What do you think it's about?
Grandad: I don't know, do I? A shark and a cat?
Me: SHARK ATTACK, NOT A SHARK AND A ... Oh never mind.
Me: What do you think, Grandad? They've got a box set of all three Shark Attack films for £3.98.
Grandad: What's it called?
Me: Shark Attack.
Grandad: Pardon?
Me: Shark Attack.
Grandad: What?
Me: Shark Attack!!
Grandad (appearing puzzled): What's it about?
Me: ... What do you think it's about?
Grandad: I don't know, do I? A shark and a cat?
Me: SHARK ATTACK, NOT A SHARK AND A ... Oh never mind.