Hey, I'm writing a whole movie about throwing rocks! And I pray it gets made and that it's as unpopular around here as "Serenity." Which, by the way, I went and saw again last night at a regular theater and there were no people in Glendale with knit caps singing the Ballad Of Jayne.
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[NAFDA] "There will be an occasional happy, so that it might be crushed under the boot of the writer." From Zorro to Angel (including Wonderfalls and The Inside), this is where Buffistas come to anoint themselves in the bloodbath.
I mean, there were people in knit caps. But they were just shooting each other.
With rocks? Or skittles? There were a lot of free range skittles (or maybe m&ms. But they sounded bouncier) at my theater.
Milk duds would cause greater injury (or insult) than junior mints, I think.
HEY! Glendale's not that bad.
I didn't mean in the theater, just Glendale in general.
These were old women in knit caps with paint ball guns. No, Glendale's not bad. But it is odd.
Whew. I had visions of gunshots in the theater. This is a direct result of a paper I read today about a kid and his 3 brothers who decided to play "shoot bb guns at each other" in their house. Where do they live? Atwater Village.
Could I get into Glendale with an expired passport?
a paper I read today about a kid and his 3 brothers who decided to play "shoot bb guns at each other"
My father and two of his brothers used to see who could get a BB shot closest to their youngest brother without actually hitting him. This was in their bedroom, at night, when they were all supposed to be sleeping. So, in the dark.
But not in Glendale.