After about five minutes of watching the movie, the female stood up and turned to the Gamer sneering, “WHAT is this trash??? How about you take me to a movie somewhere instead?”
The Gamer mournfully agreed. They both went off into his garage and jumped into his 1983 Toyota Tercel. When the female got into the vehicle, she smelt the foulest stench lingering in the car under her seat. “Oh my God….what is that smell!?” she said with her nose plugged.
“Oh that’s nothing to worry about…I think it’s just my McDonald’s bag from last month. I’ve been meaning to take care of that sometime soon.”
The female gagged and opened up the door to vomit, “Well get it out and roll down the windows! That’s horrible!”
The Gamer sighed and got out of the car to throw away the molding McDonald’s bag and grabbed some Febreze. As he was inside and she was continuing to vomit, I took the chance to sneak into his car’s backseat. The stench was truly remarkable. “There. Good as new. Now are you ready to go to the movie that you want to see so badly?” The female nodded her head and cautiously got back into the Tercel.
He started the car which resulted in a high-pitched squeal followed by a loud pop and heavy shaking. The overall trip to the movie theater was a long and scary one. Each and every little bump that the car passed over forced the suspension to scream in agony. Not to mention that every time the car had stopped and then started again, the baldness of the tires caused them to squeal as much as the engine had. I took the time to look around the car’s rear interior since the female upfront was both silent and frozen to the seat from the fear of the car. Everything in the back, and the front for what I could see, was detached, stained, torn, or missing. This vehicle had definitely seen better days. We had arrived at the movie theater. The place was packed with hundreds of people waiting in line to get their movie tickets. At the front desk, there was only person running everything as if the other employees had simply given up and left.
“Oh no! This is going to take forever. Can we just go back?” whined the female.
“HAHAHA….uh NO! You wanted to come here and watch a different movie, so now we’re here. I’ve waited in much longer lines for a much longer period of time waiting for a game. You can do it for twenty minutes.” The Gamer and female exited the car and got into the line…..
1 comment:
If only this story were not how my relationship is like with my girlfriend. I know exactly what it is like to be doing one thing and instantly it is to another. She wants to go to a movie, the line is too long. She wants to go to a putt-putt course, line is too long. She wants to go bowling, same thing over and over again. Then finally she wants to go home but I have been driving around for few hours now and have no more gas to go anywhere. I am stuck in the car with her listening to her go on and on and on...
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