Fun story. When the titanic came out, the girl I was crushing on asked me if I wanted to go see it with her and her other friends.
Yeah. So we’re in line to get in and I made a sarcastic comment, something about, “but we know how it ends… the ship sinks.”
Apparently. She didn’t know that. Oops.
In any case the gaggle of old women in the row behind us were more entertaining. It may have been like their fifth time watching it. Specifically so they could see DiCaprio’s naked ass. The rest of the time they spent heckling it MST3K- style.
see, the first two panels, just look like hell to me.
I’d much rather not have an audience when I’m jumping into a pile of leaves like a breaching whale, thank you very much… and I’d really rather not be eating with a bunch of mouthbreathers that chew with their mouth open. Positively ghastly, that.
Heisenberg, Ohm and Schrodinger are in a car. They get pulled over. Heisenberg is driving, and the cop asks him, “Do you know how fast you were going?”
“No, but I know exactly where I am,” Heisenberg replies.
The cop says, “You were doing 55 in a 35.”
Heisenberg throws up his hands and shouts, “Great! Now I’m lost!”
The cop thinks this is suspicious and orders him to pop open the trunk. He checks it out and says, “Do you know you have a dead cat back here?”
“We do now, asshole!” shouts Schrodinger, getting belligerent.