- Dec 22, 2002
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This evening we saw The Ring 2 (terrible movie) with my GF's boss and her husband. On our way to pick the other couple up, we decided to take the Range Rover through a touchless carwash. Spring is in the air, time for a clean vehicle.
We arrive a little late because the moron ahead of us had no idea what she was doing in the carwash. The other couple want to drive, so we park on the road.
We had plans for dinner, so we hit up a restaurant near the theatre. Service was great, food was good, booze was delicious. We headed over to the theatre. Got great seats. No screaming kids. Perfect.
So far, so good.
Half-way through the movie things take a turn for the worse. I start to feel dizzy, then nauseous. I feel like I'm going to puke up my steak. Only I start to feel like I'm having some sort of anxiety attack. I try to focus and after a few minutes it passes. Weird. Might have to see the doc about that...
Movie ends, it was shit. We get home. Find the Range Rover had been egged. Annoyed, we drive home. I run over a squirrel.
What a rubbish night.
We arrive a little late because the moron ahead of us had no idea what she was doing in the carwash. The other couple want to drive, so we park on the road.
We had plans for dinner, so we hit up a restaurant near the theatre. Service was great, food was good, booze was delicious. We headed over to the theatre. Got great seats. No screaming kids. Perfect.
So far, so good.
Half-way through the movie things take a turn for the worse. I start to feel dizzy, then nauseous. I feel like I'm going to puke up my steak. Only I start to feel like I'm having some sort of anxiety attack. I try to focus and after a few minutes it passes. Weird. Might have to see the doc about that...
Movie ends, it was shit. We get home. Find the Range Rover had been egged. Annoyed, we drive home. I run over a squirrel.
What a rubbish night.