Friday, Me and Tosh went and saw March of The Penguins at the cheapseats. Toshia paid for me since she found ten bucks outside my apartment building (well, on the other end of the block).
The movie was cute, even if it was a documentary about the mating cycles of Empire Penguins. And even if some eight year old boy sitting in front of me turned to look at me everytime I moved. And even if by the time the spring thaw came around I had to pee like the dickens because I sprang for popcorn and sprite. But it was good.
Not as good as the after movie pancakes with Butter Pecan syrup I had a IHOP, but good.
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