Three Hundred
This isn’t going to be too long, its only a short one for a reason. It’s to gloat, an ability I do quite well. Almost without effort.
So, this is just for me to say that I’m going to see 300 tonight.
Bill’s already called me a bastard, but to be honest that insult was intertwined with other reasons for claiming my parents weren’t married when I was conceived.
Through my extensive list of well connected contacts, I’ve secured tickets to a preview of 300 tonight at the Norwood Hoyts cinemas.
How cool is that? Very cool, thats how.
I’ll be back to tell people how good it was but it may take a while for the tightening in the pants region to go subside.
I’ll say this now before I see it, I may not necessarily hate you for not liking 300 but I wouldn’t rule it out.
Scottthis is where we fight, this is where they die
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Bastard.
Super-ultra-mega-rancid bastard.