Despite our super busy weekends, FC and I managed a trip to our local cinema cafe to see The Hangover Saturday night. A few minutes into the movie, there was a kissing scene and we heard a squeal of "eeeews" come from the row in front of us. Lo and behold, sitting in front of us was a man with three little tykes about four years old. WTF?! What mature adult, never mind parent, takes three small children to a movie known for it's debauchery, crassness and nast bushy full frontal male nudity? Who?! Plus, these weren't oblivious one and two year olds who didn't have a clue what was going on, they were curious and aware kids who should be at home watching cartoons. And, save me the excuse that perhaps he wasn't aware of the storyline and content, he so knew, it's called The Hangover for Pete's sake.
Now, I must say, the kids were surprisingly quiet and well behaved throughout the movie. Perhaps it was because they were so traumatized by what they were seeing. Or, maybe it was because FC and I were laughing so hysterically throughout the entire movie that we were oblivious to our surroundings.
Now, I must say, the kids were surprisingly quiet and well behaved throughout the movie. Perhaps it was because they were so traumatized by what they were seeing. Or, maybe it was because FC and I were laughing so hysterically throughout the entire movie that we were oblivious to our surroundings.
Oh yea, plus, the guy downed a few adult beverages as he spent quality time with his offspring. Again, some people shouldn't breed.
