Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time

Udderly bizarre
Speaking of milk…
Yo, beeyotch, it’s me and my ride, aiiiiight?
Oh, yuck
“Things my girlfriend and I have argued about”

Went to see Evil Dead at The Alamo Drafthouse tonight. They put cilantro all over the potato skins. Euuuuuugh. The Drafthouse is a place where, like in the Amsterdam of Pulp Fiction, you can go to see a movie and get a beer – in a glass, even. They also serve food, mostly pizzas and sandwiches. They have popcorn, of course, but they put real butter on it, not LiquiGrease. It’s also Harry Knowles’s favorite theater. My friend N. says that Harry Knowles smells funny. I guess that means you shouldn’t sit next to him if you’re at the Drafthouse.

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