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mmmmm....cottage cheese, nachos and feet

I've felt this pain as well. My nostrils and senses (and my brother's) were violated for 3 fucking hours... we couldn't even escape because we were with a group of friends and the theatre was packed. People seem to forget that just cause you're seemingly immune to your own stench, it doesn't mean the rest of us are. Ick.

Eeeewww... :p

Well met Chrono Grl! I must say that I agree with you 100% here, eight down to goin with mum. I can even take my mum asking me tons and tons of questions. (I almost lost my mum to cancer 16 yrs. ago, so time is precious).

Most people on this forum know that I, Haunted, loath people, with the exception of most of the crew present and accounted for here.

I'll tell you what drives me utterly bat shit are the popcorn pigs. They are the people around you shoveling it in and talking at the same time. THat's happened to me too many times. Why can't people understand that when the movie is going you're supposed to become as quiet as possible and for the love of all things celluloid SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!

Teenagers and their goddamn cellphones are another issue.... Don't get me started.

this practice ^ should be met with hot pokers and jugs of acid.

something i've often seen depicted in movies and on television but have never (thankfully) experienced is some snotty little brat kicking the back of my seat.
has anyone had to deal with this or something like it? if so, what'd you do?

I shouldn't have even told that story because I can almost taste that horrid stench now... I wonder what kind of horrible disease that woman had, I don't think it's possible to smell that bad otherwise.

I haven't struck many stinky people at the movies.

Cheers. It's nice to see someone else who treats their mom like a queen. In my situation, it was my dad who died of cancer in 2002. Being an only child, I'm pretty much there for my mom (just me!), and since she has refused all of my offers of paying for an online dating site, I figure I might as well take her out. :) And ever since I've grown interested in Independent film, so has she. So, hey, it's a GREAT excuse to see a good movie and take my mom out to dinner.

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Cheers on your hatred of people as well. I keep my friends veeeeery close.

Yes. I honestly believe that people who talk during movies, people who gluttonously eat audibly during movies, people who are so incredibly disrespectful so as not to silence their mobile devices... Should be shot or stoned. I actually like the idea of hot pokers.

There's an idea that I've been crafting for a while. Either:

a. Everyone entering the theater has to sign a waver giving the right to vanquish any freedom after they emit any sound during the picture. Once obtrusive sound is emitted, the audience gains the right to torture them.

or (and probably more viable)

b. Headphones are available for those who actually want to hear and enjoy the film. Personally, when I watch movies, I like to tune everything out.

So I'm not at all ashamed to admit that I have OCD, which most of you know already. Sounds in the theatre piss me off to no fucking end. How many of you, like me, let people know they're annoying you? What are some of the things you do? I called this girl a cunt and kicked the back of her seat. Usually, however, it's the assholes behind me. So a simple glare at first followed by a hissing "Ssshhh!" If that doesn't get the point, a nice hissing "Shut the fuck up."

I know I seem too nice to do this, but back ground noise makes me angry, like country music makes me angry (the only time I feel homicidal). So, it's nice living in a small town. Not many people go for the horror films or any other decent movie except for me and a few folks from the college close by. Those people know how to behave.

Oh, Chrono Grl, I took my mum to see Tori Amos this past November. We had a blast. It's a groovy deal when yer mum'll go to a show with you. None of my other friends dig on Tori, because they suck. Mum loves her.

I was at the cinema today, we got poll position in the cnetre, there was only about 20 people in the theatre, but then some old couple sat next to us, fortunatley not on my side and then another behind my left shoulder.

Soon as the first scene began the ones on my left shoulder started talking, the other couple did it throughout, they both drove me crazy. When ever something started to happen in the movie they would start to mutter.

I found it hard to restrain myself from showering them in pistachio shells.