Monday, December 12, 2005

When I'm annoyed, I blaspheme.



I saw THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA: THE LION, THE WITCH AND THE WARDROBE this weekend with my friend Steven, and the only thing that I didn't like about it was that there were three little girls in the seats behind us who were shouting out questions to their mother - who was in the row BEHIND THEM - about Jesus throughout the movie.

"MOMMY, I THOUGHT THIS WAS ABOUT JESUS!!!"
"MOMMY, WHY ARE THEY KILLING THE LION???"
"MOMMY, I WANNA SEE 'ICE AGE 2'!!!"

I walked out of the theater, looked at my friend Steven and said, "I hate Jesus." Then, I reasoned that Jesus indirectly tainted my moviegoing experience.

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