Sunday, November 30, 2008
about last night
So after Let The Right One In ended (go see it!), and the lights came up and people began filing out, a dude farted behind my head. Frrrrrp. I turned around and leaned away in a single motion, just as he was letting the sequel go. FrrpFRRRRp. The entire round of flatulence happened as the man was walking from his seat to the aisle. I sat momentarily dumbfounded, mouth agape (in retrospect, maybe I should have been more careful to shut my mouth), before finally asking aloud, "did that really just happen?" I mean, it totally happened. But wow. Wait til you get outside man, or the bathroom. Yeesh.