Before the movie on Thursday night, Bitches and I caught a quick bite at our local Chick-Fil-A. Yes, I know I said we were having Gobblers, but I made the command decision that they would be too messy. Bitches cannot deal with goo and stickiness.
As we saunter into Chick-Fil-A, we realize that it's kids night and the place is absolutely crazy. We order and Bitches immediately searches out a booth. Let's just say I was a little over-joyed when the only booth open was the one right behind her super-Christian gyno. Remember the shirt that Bitches procured? The "I would strip for the Cullens" shirt? Yup, totally awesome.
After we sat down to eat our tasty treat, Bitches prayed for our food (out loud...yeah I went there, but it's a big deal...she never prays for my food). And at the very end of the prayer she sneaks in a little something especially for New Moon. 
BlogoWriMo Day 21 - Anti-Fuckery Prayer
I just about fell out of the booth once I realized what she had said. Our dear little Bitches. Even your prayers include potty mouth. But, the good Lord heard her prayer. There was no fuckery during the movie. Now on Friday night...that was a different story...
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Yes!! First comment!! I get an award or something, right? Pat on the back? Middle-finger-salute? No, oh. Well, that's ok too.
Glad to hear the good lord answered your "no-fuckery" prayers dutifully doled out over a fastfood meal. Should be a new supper staple...
We didn't go the prayer route, but we lucked out with no fuckery as well. I was almost a bit disappointed?
Off to read over the past couple days...
LMAO!! That’s too funny. Well what the fuck happened to my premiere? You didn’t bother praying for mine too? There was all sorts of fuckery going on... I forgot the duct tape.
I like to think God enjoys the occasional swear thrown into a prayer, just to spice things up, you know? Anyway, I'm glad Bitches prayer was answered and you had a fuckery free event!!! :)
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Praying at Chick-Fil-A is always a win. They're closed on Sundays, so I think God always listens when people pray at Chick-Fil-A.
Fuckery on Friday night was wonderous. I still think we should have TP'd the theater. Although I'm kinda glad I got the fan-girl experince since the other 2 shows I had been to were fuckery-free (except for my own personal fuckery on Thursday when I arrived at the theater 3 sheets to the wind).
I have also been to Chik-fila on kids night...a nightmare...seriously.
We saw it Friday afternoon at 2pm, no fuckery in site. Except for my movie tourettes, which was at a minimum. 2pm was definitely the way to go so no fucktards mess up your viewing experience.
hehehe That is a beautiful story. And fuck is a very powerful word to use in prayer. Just sayin'.
Also, MJ and I were TOTALLY eating BOBBIES because you and Bitches were going to as well... Not cool. And because of this they are now known as Bobby's not Gobblers. THE END!
Because as we know Baby Jesus doesn't like liars...
So I know I'm really late on this, but I'm trying to catch up reading all the posts. I haven't given up on you!! Oh, and we never went to see New Moon together as promised, I see plaza and movies in our future...
Kid's night?! What a terrible idea!!
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