I had a pretty guff one in America, Dad and I went to see The Core not only was the film a pile of c0ck but some pleb kept opening the door, said pleb kept shouting to his mates and then he proceded to start throwing popcorn and the likes around. It ended well though, he didnt see me and Pa sat at the back, some poor aimed Hard Gums came our way...well, my Dad is a f*cking big bloke, and the hash tones of my south London accent sent the little scrotes packing, despite the funny end to the day it was still a pretty sh!te experience at the cinema.
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