Brilliant and sums up my thoughts and experiences with my local cinema's. I use the plural as I have had to tell the pond life to STFU at both of my local cinema's on numerous occasions over the years.
These morons have governed my cinema going experience as I now only go to the early morning showings of a weekend, when the scrotes are still in their pits sleeping off the previous nights alco-pop binge, although on the very rare occasion I will venture out to the cinema of an evening, but this is mainly with a few of the lads from my karate club, unfortunately on these rare occasions when I have been with my fellow students of the martial arts we have not encountered the aforementioned scrotes, which I have found rather disappointing as I have quite a few years of boiling blood from ruined films to get out of my system and there is no better way to get this out of my system than stamping on a hooded topped wearing scrotum.
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