People who talk during movies are gay.

Literally.

So, I went to go see 300 last night, after eating at Barney’s Beanery with friends right…..it was around 9:47 when we got there, and there was like all of 3 people in the theater. I guess it isn’t cool to go to the movies on a Monday night.

Anyway, so the previews start, (the best part of some movies) and they were pretty shitty, a bunch of retarded movies about death and ghosts. Then we get into 300. I immerse myself so much into the story that I actually believe that I am the king of Sparta. Then these two fat where’s Waldo looking dipshits come and sit behind us with popcorn, smelly ass BO, and loud obnoxious voices. Why the fuck do people come to the movies only to talk during it and feel that it’s their duty as human beings to inform you of their opinion throughout the movie–in the form of cheesy cackling, slurred words, and bursts of tourettes? I wanted to get up and shove my spear through their bodies and beat them in the face with my 100 LB shield, but I refrained. A King should definitely be more tolerable of peasants.

It irks me to death when I happen to be with people that ramble during the movie, or even hear people rambling during the movie.

You go to the movies to watch the movie, not to talk. If you want to do that, go on MySpace, assholes.