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Monday, June 28, 2004

Far Fewer Ball And Crotch Jokes In The Terminal

We saw Dodgeball yesterday. Throughout the movie, we would laugh, then look over at the Blubox Intern, who would muster a pleasant grin. On the way out of the theater she said, “You owe me one. Next time we’re seeing The Notebook.”

She thinks we suckered her into seeing Dodgeball, which isn’t true. We thought it was a movie “for both of us.” What’s worse is that it’s going to be damn near impossible to sucker her into seeing Fahrenheit 9/11. And you can forget about Catwoman. So be warned, guys: See Dodgeball. It’s funny. But save it for the right day, i.e. the one where you’re girlfriend says "that would be a good day for you to hang out with one of your guy friends."


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